15: Chapter 15: The one who destroyed the Spirit Hall was none other than Tang San, Tang Hao's son!

Hearing Qian Daoliu press for an answer to "Who is Tang San," Lu Jing paused subconsciously, his expression somewhat subtle.

How should he put it?

The person before him was the High Priest of Spirit Hall who lived ten thousand years ago, while the "Tang San" he spoke of, according to the timeline, was likely still in Saint Spirit Village, crying out to be fed in his swaddling clothes.

A legend who would one day topple Spirit Hall was now just a newborn infant—this contrast was simply too bizarre, leaving him unsure of where to begin.

Seeing his hesitation, Qian Daoliu narrowed his golden eyes slightly, a trace of inquiry entering his tone: "What is it? Is there something unspeakable?"

"It's not that."

Lu Jing collected himself, scratched his head, and said softly with a strange, indescribable tone: "It's just that saying this out loud might be a bit... hard to accept."

He took a deep breath and decided to tell the truth: "As far as I know, this Tang San is from the Clear Sky Sect, the biological son of Tang Hao."

"Tang Hao?" Qian Daoliu's pupils shrank suddenly, a flash of ferocity crossing his golden eyes, which then quickly settled into a heavy realization.

That's right, Tang Hao.

That Clear Sky Douluo who had severely injured several Elders of Spirit Hall, and even the Supreme Pontiff, before defecting with Ah Yin's spirit ring and Spirit Bone. The feud between Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect was already an open secret on the continent, and Tang Hao was a thorn in the side of Spirit Hall.

If it were Tang Hao's son... then everything made sense.

A son avenging his father was only natural. Given Tang Hao's hatred for Spirit Hall, it was logical that his son would grow up to be an enemy of Spirit Hall and even go so far as to topple the entire organization.

Qian Daoliu's fingertips tapped lightly beneath his sleeves as his mind raced. Tang Hao's talent was already earth-shattering; it was not strange that his son could possess such capability. However...

"What kind of Divinity is he?"

Qian Daoliu looked up at Lu Jing, his gaze sharp as an eagle's, and said gravely: "To be able to defeat Xue'er and even cause the destruction of Spirit Hall, the Divinity he inherited is certainly no ordinary one."

Qian Renxue also clenched her fists nervously, her purple eyes, resembling the galaxy, filled with curiosity and unwillingness. She did not believe that after inheriting the Angel God Position, she would lose to some unknown boy.

Lu Jing did not hide it: "Sea God. He inherited the Divinity at Sea God Island."

He turned his head to glance at Wang Donger beside him and added: "This matter, the person beside me should also know. Ten thousand years later, it basically reached the point of being a household name."

Wang Donger was stunned for a moment and nodded subconsciously. The legend of the Sea God Tang San was indeed essential learning for every child on Douluo Continent during their enlightenment; everyone knew that Lord Sea God had returned from Sea God Island, not to mention herself as the Young Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect.

Lu Jing watched Qian Daoliu's thoughtful expression, but his mind was pondering other matters.

He was different from children like Wang Donger and Bei Bei, who were raised on the "orthodox history" of Shrek Academy. He had long seen through it; so-called history books were merely hymns written by the victors. Tang San's destruction of Spirit Hall might have had some elements of so-called justice, but it was definitely not as pure as written in the history books.

"Come to think of it."

Just then, Lu Jing suddenly spoke, his tone carrying a casual sense of reflection: "Actually, I have always felt that if Spirit Hall had truly unified the continent back then, it might not have been a bad thing."

Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue looked at him simultaneously, their eyes filled with surprise.

Meeting their gazes, Lu Jing said frankly: "The continent ten thousand years later is divided into four countries; it looks peaceful, but in reality, undercurrents are surging. The Sun Moon Empire's Spirit guidance technology is advancing by leaps and bounds, eyeing the continent covetously; those evil Spirit Masters of the Holy Spirit Cult are making waves in the shadows, and who knows how many lives they have harmed. If Spirit Hall were still here, with your iron-fisted approach, I'm afraid these hidden dangers would have been nipped in the bud long ago."

He paused, recalling the descriptions of Spirit Hall in history books, and added: "At the very least, the universal Spirit awakening promoted by Spirit Hall back then indeed gave many commoners the opportunity to become Spirit Masters. Ten thousand years later... heh, if commoners want to awaken their Spirits, they have to look at the expressions of the major factions and pay to hire a Spirit Master themselves."

Qian Daoliu was silent. He did not expect that this child from ten thousand years in the future would have such an evaluation of Spirit Hall.

In his view, unifying the continent was the ultimate goal of Spirit Hall, but he had not expected the situation ten thousand years later to be like this.

Qian Renxue blinked and whispered: "Universal Spirit awakening, isn't that how it should be? Every Spirit Master should have the opportunity to display their talent."

In her understanding, the existence of Spirit Hall was meant to regulate the Spirit Master's world and allow more people to embark on the path of a Spirit Master. She had never imagined that ten thousand years later, this would become an extravagant hope.

Lu Jing smiled and did not continue the topic. History has no 'ifs,' and saying anything more was useless.

Qian Daoliu, however, seemed to have been touched by something, looking into the distance with deep eyes, and said slowly: "Sea God Island... I do know of it."

That was an ancient power on par with Spirit Hall, entrenched in the depths of the ocean, inheriting the power of the Sea God.

After one incident, the two sides had never interfered with each other again; he had not expected that it would be a Divinity from Sea God Island that would end the era of Spirit Hall.

"So, he was able to become a god by relying on the inheritance of Sea God Island?" Qian Daoliu asked, his tone carrying a trace of imperceptible competitiveness.

The Angel God inheritance had lasted for ten thousand years and was one of the most top-tier Divinities on the continent. Although the Sea God was equally ancient, it was secluded in a corner, and its influence was far inferior to the Angel God. If Tang San had only become a god by relying on the Sea God Island inheritance, then Qian Renxue's loss would be too unjust.

"Yes, and also not entirely."

Lu Jing weighed his words and replied: "The inheritance of Sea God Island was the foundation, but his success relied more on his own fortuitous encounters, such as the 'Dual God Integration' that had never appeared from ancient times until now."

"Dual God Integration?" Hearing this, not only Qian Daoliu but even Qian Renxue became interested, unable to help but ask what it was all about.

Lu Jing shrugged and did not hide anything, replying: "It means one person inherits two God Positions simultaneously, and then can use whichever God Position they want. Although it was Tang San's other God Position that destroyed Spirit Hall, even as the Sea God, your granddaughter did not defeat him."

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue's pretty face was full of unconvinced expression. Just as she was about to retort, she seemed to have grasped a loophole in this statement and asked: "Since you said I did not defeat Sea God Tang San, then why was it not the Sea God Position that destroyed Spirit Hall in the end? Also, why was my final ending a disappearance, and not a fall? Could it be that Tang San let me go?"