Chapter 259 Past
This is… Holy Soul Village!

Tang Wulin’s shot actually sent him directly into the long river of time and space, bringing him back to the starting point of this fate.

When Tang San was distracted.

The voices of the children talking in a flurry rang in my ears.

They were dressed simply, some of them didn’t even have a good pair of pants, their clothes were all patched, and the sloppy ones had mud on their feet.

These rural kids huddled together, with unprecedented excitement on their faces, discussing their future martial spirits.

This year is Awakening Day!

suddenly.

A more familiar voice came to my ears, the voice was old but very kind.

“Xiao San’er! Xiao San’er, hurry up, the soul master is still waiting for you.”

The hunchbacked old Grandpa Jack, leaning on a cane, greeted Tang San with a smile, urging him to join the team and carry out today’s awakening ceremony.

Tang San will never forget this day.

But not now.
not to mention.

Looking at Old Jack’s old face, Tang San’s eyes revealed impatience.

Although Old Jack had taken care of him a bit when he was a child, he always spoke rudely to his father Tang Hao.

It is rude to scold the father in front of the son!
Although the Tang Clan is an invisible sect, it has many etiquettes in this regard.

Tang San had no father in his previous life. It was only after coming to Douluo Continent that he found Tang Hao, his biological father, but he was always insulted by Old Jack.

Although Tang Hao always beat and scolded him at that time, and also asked him to cook every meal.

But he is his father after all!
Tang San listened to the familiar accent, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

He glanced at the villagers gathered around the awakening ceremony, and his eyes finally fell on Old Jack, with a hint of impatience in his heart.

“Sure enough…it’s just a fake illusion.”

He thought coldly. Although this space and time is full of old memories, Tang San is now at the top and can naturally perceive that everything here is just a reflection of the long river of time.

“In that case, it’s time to do something.”

Tang San slowly raised his palm, and a weak soul power fluctuation appeared between his fingers, carrying a suffocating pressure.

He waved lightly, and his spirit power rose like a violent wind, instantly raising a cloud of dust, directly covering Old Jack and the other children. Those exclamations and shouts only had time to sound for a moment before they were completely wiped out by Tang San’s power and turned into nothingness.

In the silence, he smiled coldly without even turning his head.

He was determined that since this was an illusion, these “people” were nothing more than false illusions.

However, just as he was about to take a step forward, the light and shadow in front of him suddenly distorted violently.

There seemed to be a force in the void that tore apart the ripples of time. In a trance, he saw the old face of old Jack again. He was still smiling and waving at him, with concern in his eyes.

An indescribable feeling of oppression came from all directions.

Tang San frowned slightly, and paused, vaguely feeling a great force that he could not resist enveloping him, as if it was going to completely imprison him in the rift of this period.

“Who is interfering with the laws of time…”

A hint of coldness flashed in Tang San’s eyes. He raised his head and stared at the nine-colored light in the void.

Tang San roared, and the Shura Sword suddenly appeared in his palm, with a sharp edge and sword intent rolling like a raging wave.

He grasped the hilt of the sword and slashed fiercely at the “Old Jack” in front of him. The sword energy tore through the void, as if to completely shatter this false time and space.

But, as a white light flashed, old Jack’s figure reappeared, still with that kind smile, as if he would be reborn no matter how many times he was destroyed.

Tang San became more and more annoyed, and each of his swords was filled with endless killing intent, but this shadow seemed to be resurrected like an endless cycle and never dissipated.

“hateful!”

Tang San roared and swung his sword again, smashing Old Jack’s figure into pieces, without even a trace of his soul power remaining.

However, in the blink of an eye, light and shadow flickered, and Old Jack stood in front of him again, smiling kindly and firmly.

The strangeness of this scene made Tang San feel an irresistible chill. His brows couldn’t help but furrow, and a hint of uneasiness rose in his heart.

“What on earth is going on!”

Tang San’s voice was low and his eyes were as cold as ice.

Having reached the highest realm, he certainly knew that everything here was an illusion of time and space created by Tang Wulin!

But why, they are in the same realm, and his Shura Sword can clearly cut through time and space.

But he can’t escape this cycle!

“Blue Silver Grass, useless martial spirit!”

A familiar voice sounded coldly in his ears, causing Tang San to be startled.

He looked up and this time the person who appeared in front of him was not Old Jack, but a middle-aged man wearing a Spirit Hall uniform.

The man had a scornful smile on his face and repeated coldly: “Waste martial spirit.”

Tang San’s eyes narrowed, and he shouted in a low voice: “Su Yuntao!”

The envoy of the Spirit Hall who once awakened his spirit now appeared in this illusion.

Su Yuntao did not respond, but had an indifferent expression. The Lone Wolf Martial Spirit was possessed in his hand, and two light yellow soul rings slowly emerged beside him.

As his body grew larger, he seemed to transform into a bloodthirsty wolf and suddenly pounced towards Tang San!
Tang San was slightly angry, and raised his hand to summon the Shura Sword to completely destroy the illusion, but there was nothing in his hand.

He looked down in astonishment, only to see that what emerged in his palm was not the indestructible Shura Sword, but a few tiny and weak strands of blue silver grass.

“how come……”

His pupils shrank slightly, and he was shocked by his own martial spirit for a moment. The blue silver grass was weak and powerless, like an ant in front of Su Yuntao, unable to resist the fierce attack.

Su Yuntao sneered, without even pausing, and slapped down with his huge wolf claws, knocking Tang San heavily to the ground.

Tang San only felt a severe dizziness and dull pain, and a sweet taste in his mouth. Two of his front teeth were knocked out, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

He struggled to stand up, but his body was so weak that he couldn’t even mobilize a trace of soul power. The former God King Tang San, now in this illusion, was easily knocked to the ground by Su Yuntao, without any ability to fight back.

“With a useless martial soul, you still dream of becoming a strong man?” Su Yuntao looked down at him coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

Tang San’s anger burned fiercely, but he had no way to vent it at this moment. He suddenly realized that this illusion was not just a reflection of the long river of time, but more like a cage that gradually stripped away his strength and will, forcing him to be in the weak past and forcing him to face his most unbearable moment.

“Tang Wulin…” He gritted his teeth and whispered, his eyes flashing with a cold light, “Since you want me to go back to the starting point, I will let you know that even at the most humble starting point, I can still reach the peak!

Tang San swore with gritted teeth!

However, the words just fell.

A sharp pain suddenly surged through his body, cutting every inch of his skin like a thousand knives. He felt like he was being crushed under the millstone of time, being crushed and reassembled involuntarily, and the pain came in waves like a tide, without stopping.

“Ahhhhh!!”

He couldn’t help but scream out, and his lofty ambitions just now instantly turned into nothingness under this endless torture.

The environment in front of him changed again, and Old Jack’s smiling face reappeared. He looked at him kindly and said softly: “Xiao San’er, awakening requires patience.”

Tang San’s face was twisted in pain, cold sweat dripping down his forehead: “Quick, stop!”

Su Yuntao suddenly appeared beside him again, sneering and shouting: “You want to become a strong man with a useless martial soul? You are overestimating yourself!”

Before he could finish his words, the huge wolf claw hit him again, making him see stars and his teeth seemed to chatter.

“I…I…” Tang San shivered and covered his stomach, groaning and looking up into the air, “Tang Wulin…you!”

“White Tiger Vajra Transformation! White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!”

This time it was Dai Mubai who was in the hotel, punching Tang San in the face again and again.

This is just the beginning!

Tang San suddenly felt extremely suffocated and regretted his previous bold words.

Why is the gap so big!

(End of this chapter)