Sango thought in his head, as reality began to set in a frown began to appear on his expression as he realize something, the place he was wasn't the realm of the ancient God kings nor the place where he was trapped for Millenials.
After a moment of thinking, he raised his hand to his face and touched himself, before going all the way to his back however to his greatest surprise he couldn't find his gourd which he had filled to the brim with grandmist of a God-king.
He looked around him, but his intuition told him these people were just powerless and ordinary mortals even their clothes were strange it was nothing like what the people of the godly realms wore.
The more Sango thought, the more he realize his situation was becoming quite complicated what's worse he had tried using his God king sense to try to connect with the mount[bus] he was on, but realize this was likely a mindless mount[bus].
Abruptly while he was trying to figure out what was happening to him, a sudden pain arrived and with that it brought so many strange memories along, making him shut his eyes tightly the pain felt like the ancient lightning tribulations.
However, the weirdest thing was the fact there was no lightning just different images trying to force themselves into his mind, yet he felt extremely powerless to even reject this foreign just like how he was on that particular day he fought that ancestral god.
No matter how much he wanted the pain to disappear he realized it was becoming more intense, he couldn't even feel his dantian core to help him relieve the pain it was like he had suddenly lost all his powers out of the blue.
The only thing which kept him from making a fuse was the fact, that he had been in worse situations than this so he could obviously try to keep his emotions in check, his relentlessness and willpower wasn't something he had acquired in just a day but through years he had spent on the martial road to becoming a God-king.
'Is this reincarnation or did my soul transmigrate into another body? Is this what the mysterious old man meant when he said even the ancestral god wouldn't be able to find me?' Sango thought to himself, when he thought about the mysterious old man his expression became quite pensive from the tone and warmth he had felt in that split second he had understood something the man who had always made his mother cry at night, and the person who had been his motivation was none other than the mysterious old man his father.
However, he didn't dwell on this thought for a long time, because at this moment there was an even more pressing matter on his plate, that mysterious old man had sent him to another world entirely and this world was anything but the realms of the god-kings.
Yet, he had no clue how far he was from his previous world considering how he had lost his gourd and couldn't even feel his dantian core, Sango felt like his life had been restarted from the beginning.
'This isn't any sort of mount but a bus according to this world.' Sango thought to himself, in amazement, this is what he had just read from his memories as he organize them, and pieced this and that together.
Just like he had thought this world wasn't the realms of the god-kings, but a backwater planet called earth, what's worse there was nothing like Qi, mana, and spirit essence. It was a completely shitty world, with no powerful individuals such as cultivators.
From his perspective this place was like a mortal world, however in comparison to his home mortal world this place was still behind, however, the only thing which was worth taking note of was their moving mindless mounts any individual could buy them with money, and as well other astonishing things he had seen from the memories.
As he organize the strange memories in his head, he got to understand his current body was called Chen, just like every mortal in this world he was nothing special. With his transmigration into this body, his powers had long disappeared, in fact, he should forget about his God king's ancient treasures because, from the looks of things, the mysterious old man had likely stripped him of everything that was worth taking note of.
That was likely payment for using his help, Sango couldnt help but curse the b*stard what type of father would steal from his own son?
Despite putting on an angry attitude, he was also a bit happy about his situation compared to how depressed he had become over the years, for some reason he felt there was finally a spark in his life again in comparison to how empty and void his heart had become over time.
He did not even seem too upset about the fact, that he had lost all his treasures after all it was likely that if he had tried to bring them into this world it was either the slightest aura from it would have destroyed this world, or they would have become useless like his current body was and he wouldn't have been able to use them.
'Sigh if only there was a way.' Sango made a little sigh to himself in resignation.
Although there have been many regrets in his previous life, Sango at this moment threw all of that at the back of his mind, it was needless to say it was useless thinking about them after all it was not like he could do anything about, it besides he was now an ordinary person again he had to accept he was no longer a God-king who was had tremendous powers and many feared.
Sango lowered his head, as he closed his eyes still trying to figure out what he should do with his new life and body, however after a while he calmed down since he had just arrived in this world he needed to take his time and figure things out slowly.
After a while, he continued sorting out the memories of his current body. It was needless to say how important these memories would be to the current him, who had no idea of this world so he might as well digest them first before thinking about what to do.