In the Spirit Hall's underground prison, Tang San slowly stood up from the ground, his gaze quickly sweeping over his surroundings.
The cold stone walls, the tightly closed iron gate, and the dim Soul Guidance Lamp at the end of the corridor all indicated that this was not a safe place. God King Tang San tried to mobilize his Soul Power, but found that the condition of this body was far worse than he had imagined. His Soul Power was sealed, and he had many injuries.
What's more troublesome is that the voice in my head hasn't disappeared.
God King Tang San asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? And where is this place?"
Another consciousness immediately replied, "I am Tang San, this is the Spirit Hall's prison. Also, this is my body, give me back my body!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly stiffened.
His right hand had just been raised when he lost control. God King Tang San tried to walk forward, but his left leg suddenly stopped, and the two souls began to struggle for control of the body. Tang San wanted to regain control of his body, God King Tang San naturally wouldn't let go. As a result, he was swayed left and right, and finally crashed into the wall.
The God King Tang San felt a sharp pain in his head from the impact and finally couldn't help but shout, "Stop! I am you from the future!"
The struggle for control of the body paused for a moment.
"What?"
Seizing the opportunity, God King Tang San immediately said, " Sea God, Asura God, Tang San. Our past lives came from the Tang Sect, where we cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Skill, Purple Demon Eye, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, and the Mysterious Jade Hand. Who else but you could know these things?"
A complete silence descended upon the depths of my consciousness.
In this life, Tang San naturally knew these secrets.
The Tang Sect was his deepest past, buried in his heart. Even Yu Xiaogang didn't know everything about it, let alone anyone who could recite the names of all those martial arts techniques without missing a single one.
Are you really me from the future?
God King Tang San breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's right."
What will I be like in the future?
Upon hearing this, God King Tang San's tone became more arrogant.
"In the future, you will inherit the Godhood of both the Sea God and the Asura God, enter the Divine Realm, and ultimately become the God King. No one on the Douluo Continent will be able to rival you, and even the Divine Realm will have a place for you."
Tang San was deeply shaken upon hearing this.
God King.
That's beyond the reach of Titled Douluo.
He had been defeated by Lin Yuan time and time again, but now he suddenly learned that he would be able to reach the highest point of the Divine Realm in the future. The resentment that had been suppressed in his heart for so long was instantly diluted.
He immediately thought of a problem.
"Where is the Spirit Hall?"
God King Tang San sneered.
"Of course I ended it all with my own hands. Bibi Dong also died at my hands in the end, and the Spirit Hall Empire was destroyed as a result. Kid, don't doubt yourself because of this little setback. Now that I'm back, if we join forces, it will be a piece of cake for us to return to the top."
Tang San, however, was not so excited.
"So how did you manage to destroy the Spirit Hall, which was backed by the Interastral Peace Corporation and the Xianzhou Alliance?"
God King Tang San was stunned.
What company?
" Interastral Peace Corporation."
What alliance?
" Xianzhou Alliance."
God King Tang San fell silent.
Tang San continued, "There's also the Astral Express and the Genius Society. The Spirit Hall has connections with them now. The Interastral Peace Corporation's spaceships and mechs are in Spirit City, and the Xianzhou Alliance has even sent people to contact the Spirit Hall."
The more God King Tang San listened, the more uneasy he felt.
He had never heard of any of these names.
In his Remembrance, there was never an Interastral Peace Corporation or the Xianzhou Alliance in the Douluo Continent. The Spirit Hall was still the same Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong could not possibly know any forces outside the stars.
But naturally, he wouldn't admit he didn't know at this point.
"They're just some small, unheard-of forces."
God King Tang San regained his composure.
"Once you truly become God King, you'll realize that no matter how powerful mortals are, they're nothing but ants. With my help, you'll only progress faster in this life than before. Neither the Spirit Hall nor those so-called companies and alliances can ultimately stop us."
After hearing this, Tang San's doubts lessened.
But deep within God King Tang San's consciousness, he had already begun to consider something else.
First, I need to stabilize this younger version of myself.
The soul state of this body is strange; the two souls each occupy half of it, and neither can directly suppress the other. Given enough time, one can eventually find a way to completely control the body.
At that point, this younger version of myself will no longer have any reason to exist.
Especially Xiao Wu.
A flicker of obsession flashed in God King Tang San's eyes as he thought of that name.
Xiao Wu can only be his.
He wouldn't allow another " Tang San " to compete with him.
But now is not the time to turn against each other.
God King Tang San looked at the prison door again.
"Let's get out of here first. As for why there are two of us, we'll figure it out once we're out here."
This time, Tang San did not fight for the body.
The two souls reached a temporary understanding.
God King Tang San stretched his limbs, looked at the empty corridor, and showed some disgust on his face.
"Speaking of which, how exactly did you manage to survive in this life?"
"They actually managed to get the Spirit Hall to arrest them and throw them in the dungeon."
Tang San remained silent for a few seconds.
This is a complicated matter.
We'll talk about it after we get out.
God King Tang San did not press the matter further. He walked to the cell door, placed his hand on the lock, and began to check if he could force it open using his Mysterious Jade Hand and Soul Power.
Meanwhile, the Spirit Hall on the ground presented a completely different picture.
The Pope Hall was mostly destroyed by the Golden Dragon King, rendering the original meeting place unusable. The company's engineering team temporarily erected a large tent next to the ruins.
A long table was placed in the center of the tent.
Qian Daoliu sat to one side, his face terribly gloomy.
Directly opposite him, the Golden Dragon King sat upright in a chair, his hands neatly placed on his knees.
He hadn't taken Qian Daoliu seriously at all. A mere follower of the Angel God, even if he was seriously injured, was not qualified to make him sit down and talk about compensation. What he was truly wary of was not Qian Daoliu, but the smiling blond man Qian Daoliu next to him.
The Golden Dragon King initially intended to leave directly, but Aventurine casually pulled out a greenish-blue stone.
The moment the Golden Dragon King saw the stone, all its scales instinctively tensed.
His intuition was screaming a warning.
Danger.
If the power within that stone were fully released, my current severely injured body might very well die here.
The Golden Dragon King changed his mind on the spot.
It's not that we can't discuss compensation.
After all, dragons have always been reasonable.
Gu Yuena sat beside her, while Di Tian stood behind her.
Aventurine sat beside Qian Daoliu, with the company terminal in front of him and a calculator in his hand.
His fingers kept pressing.
"Sixty-eight percent of the main structure of the Pope Hall has been damaged, the dome has completely collapsed, and the interior decorations, statues, and council facilities all need to be rebuilt."
The Golden Dragon King's face twitched.
The Aventurine continued calculating, head bowed.
" The Pope Hall itself is a core building of the Spirit Hall. Its historical value, reconstruction costs, and the damage to its internal treasures, according to current estimates, amount to 180 million Credits."
The Golden Dragon King suddenly raised his head.
Aventurine ignored him.
" The Soul Fighting Arena Spirit City, invested and constructed by Interastral Peace Corporation, has suffered damage to three outer walls, the main arena, two sets of energy shield generators, and a large area of underground energy lines. Including losses from the shutdown, the total loss amounts to 76 million Credits."
The calculator beeped again.
"The company has four security mechs stationed in Spirit City. Two are completely scrapped, and the other two require replacement of their power cores and main weapon systems, totaling 84 million Credits."
The Golden Dragon King's expression began to change.
The Aventurine continues.
"Thirteen company employees were seriously injured, and forty-seven sustained minor injuries. Medical expenses, workers' compensation, emotional distress damages, and additional compensation for the accident totaled 32 million Credits."
"Eighty-six Soul Master belonging to the Spirit Hall were injured, and one hundred and seventy-three nearby residents were injured. The responsible party shall bear all related medical and compensation costs."
"Seven public roads, forty-two residential buildings, and nineteen shops in Spirit City have been damaged. The soul-guided lines, power supply nodes, and drainage facilities need to be repaved."
"In addition, there is the complete shutdown of the commercial district, the interruption of company projects, the sealing off of the spaceship landing area, the evacuation of partners, and the aftereffects of this attack on Spirit City."
The Aventurine slides across the terminal.
The numbers kept increasing.
As the Golden Dragon King watched the string of numbers grow longer and longer, the corners of his eyes twitched.
The Aventurine was finally pressed down with the last stroke.
The calculator emitted a crisp beep.
He glanced at the final result.
"Adding the subsequent reconstruction costs, which cannot be calculated at this time, the compensation amount for the first phase..."
The Aventurine raised its head.
The smile on his face was exceptionally friendly.
"1.38764 billion credits."
The tent was quiet.
The Golden Dragon King was stunned for several seconds.
How much... how much?
"One billion three hundred and eighty-seven million sixty-four million."
Aventurine patiently read it aloud again.
The Golden Dragon King slowly turned his head to look at Gu Yuena.
Gu Yuena silently looked away.
He then looked at Di Tian.
Di Tian looked up at the top of the tent, as if he had suddenly become very interested in the supporting structure above.
The Golden Dragon King's face gradually froze.
He has been suppressed by the Divine Realm for so many years.
Don't mention Credits.
He didn't have a single Copper Soul Coin on him.
Aventurine had already pushed the payment terminal in front of him.
" Golden Dragon King."
"Excuse me, will you be paying by card or..."