Chapter 20: The Heavenly Curtain's Solitary Review of Qian Yuhan:
Was Wei Lang Sealed at the Bottom of the Sea by Poseidon?
This review of the two deities who created their own divine positions 20,000 years ago has come to an end.
However, this trial is not over.
At the same moment the Heavenly Curtain disappeared from Douluo Continent, a similarly enormous golden light screen appeared out of thin air above the God Realm Committee.
The scenes that had just been played in the mortal realm, from Poseidon's betrayal to Qian Yuhan's obsession, were replayed in their entirety before the gods.
This was the true "public execution."
In a forbidden divine prison in the God Realm, Poseidon, stripped of most of his divine power and undergoing punishment, also saw the replayed scenes.
When he saw the scene of his betrayal of Wei Yuan, and the Heavenly Curtain's final characterization of him as "jealous of talent," Poseidon's already pale face instantly turned bloodless.
And when the story of Qian Yuhan and Wei Yuan unfolded, he finally understood why he was included in the Heavenly Curtain's review.
Besides wanting to 'suppress' him, one reason was to let the world know about Wei Yuan, and the 'greatness' of this high and mighty angel god.
And everything he did was merely part of Wei Yuan and Qian Yuhan's display of affection.
An unprecedented sense of powerlessness and shame surged into his heart.
Poseidon slumped to the ground, his face ashen, his eyes filled with endless emptiness and despair.
What then was he, the sea god who had been 'for 20,000 years'?
Meanwhile, in the Angel Temple, Qian Yuhan sat alone, staring blankly at the light screen.
She was forced to re-examine the memory she had sealed away for 20,000 years.
The initial jealousy, the obsessive possessiveness, the reckless madness in the secret chamber, and the complex look in Wei Yuan's eyes as he left…
Each scene was like the sharpest knife, cruelly ripping at her heart.
Before the celestial curtain appeared, Qian Yuhan had always believed that she had severed her mortal emotions, elevating them to a divine state.
She thought herself a high and mighty angel, the embodiment of order and light.
But only now, as the celestial curtain brutally exposed the darkest corner of her heart to the mortal realm and the divine realm, did she realize that she had never truly let go.
That love, that jealousy, that possessiveness for twenty thousand years, she had merely suppressed them with divine power and majesty, they had long since become one with her soul.
"Ah—!"
A piercing scream echoed throughout the Angel Temple.
Divine light surged around Qian Yuhan, shattering the magnificent temple into ruins.
Qian Yuhan clutched her head, tears streaming down her face, the divine holiness and majesty she had maintained for millennia utterly vanished.
Watching the scenes from twenty thousand years ago unfold on the screen, she completely broke down, weeping like a child who had lost the whole world.
Twenty thousand years ago, she lost Wei Yuan.
Twenty thousand years later, she lost her last remaining 'dignity'.
After a moment, Qian Yuhan sat back down on her divine throne.
But her face was pale, and her body trembled slightly.
Everything playing on the screen was like tearing open her deepest wounds, exposing them to the world.
She established the Spirit Hall, created her own divine position, and became the Angel God, all to control everything and never experience the pain of loss again.
She thought she had sealed that memory away, buried that man deep in her heart.
But the appearance of the celestial canopy made all her pretense seem ridiculous.
"Why...why expose all this..."
Qian Yuhan murmured to herself, her eyes filled with confusion and pain.
However, after the initial collapse, Qian Yuhan was, after all, a deity holding a divine position.
She forced herself to calm down and began to ponder a deeper question.
"The celestial canopy's inventory of scumbag gods...what is its true meaning? Is it merely to humiliate me? No...that's not right..."
She recalled Poseidon's fate, the stripped divine position, the extracted divine power, and the word "judgment."
This celestial canopy seemed to be more than just an inventory; it was more like a judgment!
It was settling accounts, restoring order!
Just as Qian Yuhan's thoughts raced, a blinding golden light suddenly appeared in her mind!
This golden light didn't come from the outside world, but exploded directly deep within her soul, forming an incredibly clear image.
This image was exactly the same as the way the celestial canopy presented itself!
"This is..."
Qian Yuhan's mind trembled violently.
—In the golden light image...
Above the azure sea, a man wielding a trident and radiating boundless divine power stood—Poseidon, who had recently ascended to the throne of the Sea God.
Poseidon stood in the very sea where he had betrayed Wei Yuan, his brow furrowed.
After becoming a god, Poseidon's perception of this sea had reached unprecedented heights.
Just moments ago, he had faintly sensed a wisp of life force lingering in the deepest part of this sea.
That aura was all too familiar to him—it was Wei Yuan!
"Impossible! He was clearly already annihilated, how could he still be alive?"
Poseidon's expression changed, his divine sense surging towards the depths of the sea like a tidal wave.
Soon, his divine sense touched upon a cold, lifeless presence.
It was an ancient, pitch-black coffin, silently floating beneath the ocean's surface.
Countless mysterious and eerie patterns were carved on the coffin, seemingly containing the ultimate truths of heaven and earth, yet emanating an aura of deathly stillness that devoured everything.
All light, sound, and even his divine sense, once approached, were strangely absorbed, making it impossible to probe its interior.
Wei Yuan's sliver of life emanated from this black coffin!
"What is this thing?"
Poseidon's heart was filled with shock.
He tried to use his divine power to impact the black coffin, but his divine power was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, failing to stir even the slightest ripple.
Poseidon discovered that Wei Yuan's body and soul seemed to be completely sealed within this mysterious black coffin.
The power level of this black coffin seemed to far exceed his comprehension; even as a god, he was powerless against it!
Just as he was filled with doubt and uncertainty, a powerful repulsive force emanated from the Douluo Continent plane, and at the same time, the vast attraction of the God Realm grew stronger and stronger.
This was the plane urging him to ascend.
Poseidon's eyes became uncertain. He looked at the mysterious black coffin, quickly weighing the pros and cons in his mind.
"So be it... Even if he has a sliver of hope, what difference does it make? Sealed in this bizarre coffin, what difference is there between him and death?"
Poseidon sneered inwardly.
"I have become a god, while he is merely a sealed mortal, posing no threat to me in the future. The legacy of Poseidon Island that I left behind is enough to suppress the continent for ten thousand years. Even if he manages to escape one day, he will no longer be my match."
Just in case, a ruthless glint flashed in Poseidon's eyes.
He raised the Trident of Poseidon, mobilizing the power of the entire ocean to create layers of divine seals around the black coffin.
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