Chapter 21 The Sun and Moon Empire's Expeditionary Navy 'Overturning the Sea', Poseidon: From this day forward, Seagod Island, disbanded!
"To ensure you never have a chance to rise again, let you forever slumber in this deepest trench!"
With that, Poseidon's divine power erupted.
The mysterious black coffin was propelled by an irresistible force, slowly sinking into the deepest, darkest trench of the ocean—"The Ruins of Return."
Having done all this, Poseidon took one last look at the now calm sea.
He turned into a streak of blue light, breaking through the dimensional barrier and ascending to the divine realm.
The scene abruptly ended there.
—Inside the Angelic Temple.
Qian Yuhan abruptly stood up from his throne, his eyes bursting with unprecedented light!
That light contained shock, ecstasy, regret, hope… a complex mix of emotions.
"He… he's still alive!"
"Wei Yuan… he's still alive!"
This realization, like a thunderbolt, instantly shattered the millennia-old gloom that had accumulated in Qian Yuhan's heart!
Qian Yuhan had always believed that Wei Yuan was dead.
Although the Heavenly Curtain revealed that Wei Yuan had died from Poseidon's betrayal, Qian Yuhan still didn't believe Wei Yuan was alive.
After all, it had been a full 20,000 years on Douluo Star.
How could that be?
But now, the Heavenly Curtain was telling her that he wasn't dead! He was just sealed away!
"The Burial Coffin... so that black coffin was called the Burial Coffin..."
Qian Yuhan learned the name of the black coffin from the golden light image.
"Poseidon! You despicable villain!"
Qian Yuhan's eyes were filled with boundless hatred, hating both Poseidon's betrayal and his vicious act of eternally burying Wei Yuan at the bottom of the sea.
But even more than that, there was an unprecedented hope!
As long as Wei Yuan was alive, there was hope! —Douluo Star, Abyss of the Deep Sea, Ruins of Return.
This is a forbidden zone where sunlight can never reach; the water pressure is enough to grind steel to powder, and all around is an eternal, deathly silence.
At the center of this silence, a coffin, entirely black and covered in ancient inscriptions, floats silently.
It seems to absorb all light and sound, emanating a terrifying aura that can bury even time itself.
The Coffin of Burial.
Inside the coffin, in the endless darkness, a pair of eyes opened without warning.
Deep, calm.
As if containing the endless mysteries of the universe's birth and death, the rotation of stars.
"Huh?"
A soft whisper, tinged with surprise, echoed within the coffin.
Wei Yuan was somewhat astonished.
Wei Yuan could clearly feel a bloodline power originating from himself, yet incredibly faint.
It was coming from the distant sea, steadily approaching his location.
This feeling was incredibly strange, like an invisible thread, traversing millennia and endless distance, connecting to his senses.
"My bloodline… has come to find me?"
Wei Yuan's consciousness fully awoke from the eternal silence.
He recalled the time when Poseidon betrayed him, leaving him on the verge of death.
Unexpectedly, he awakened his second martial soul, the Burial Sky Coffin.
With his last ounce of strength, he sealed himself within the coffin, sinking into the deep sea to await his resurrection.
He had thought that his family on the Sun and Moon Continent might have long since lost its lineage. But unexpectedly, ten thousand years later, his descendants had crossed oceans and arrived in this sea.
"Although the bloodline power is much thinner, that domineering aura belonging to the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon is unmistakable."
A faint smile played on Wei Yuan's lips.
"Interesting. Let me see what my descendants intend to do."
Meanwhile, thousands of nautical miles east of Seagod Island, a massive, breathtaking fleet was forging ahead with unstoppable force.
This was not the wooden sailing ships of any kingdom on the Douluo Continent, but an invincible fleet forged from steel!
Dozens of enormous steel warships, like mobile fortresses at sea, were covered with cannons and strange devices gleaming with a ghostly blue light.
This was the expeditionary navy from the Sun Moon Empire!
On the bridge of the flagship "Overturning the Sea," a handsome young man in a white general's uniform, with sharp eyes, held a telescope, gazing at the distant horizon.
His name was Wei Tianchen, a member of the Sun Moon Empire's royal family, and one of the highest commanders of this expeditionary fleet.
His martial soul was the mutated Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon, his accompanying martial soul being the Purple Flame Dragon Spear. He was a level 97 Title Douluo, possessing the strength of a level nine Soul Master.
"General, we have entered Seagod Island's warning zone," a lieutenant reported.
Wei Tianchen lowered his binoculars, a hint of arrogance flashing in his eyes:
"Pass down the order, all soul-guided cannons to pre-charge.
Seagod Island?
From today onwards, it will become the outpost of my Sun Moon Empire!"
The instant he issued the order, Wei Tianchen suddenly felt his heart leap, a strange tremor surging from the depths of his blood.
He subconsciously looked down into the deep sea, as if some ancient and great being was watching him.
"An illusion?"
Wei Tianchen frowned, suppressing the strange feeling.
His mission was clear: conquer Seagod Island, seize this rich ocean for the empire!
Simultaneously, annihilate the Seagod lineage of Seagod Island to avenge his ancestors!
And even more importantly, find his ancestor Wei Yuan, who might still be alive! —Seagod Island, its former sanctity and solemnity, had vanished.
The sky was overcast, the leaden clouds hanging low, as if they might collapse at any moment.
The once calm, azure sea was now turbulent, roaring with resentment as it crashed against the island's rocks, as if mourning the fall of a god.
Inside the Sea God's Temple, a deathly silence reigned.
Poseidon, dressed in red, had lost all her former elegance and grace.
Her face was ashen, her eyes vacant, as if all her energy had been drained overnight.
Her gaze was fixed on the Sea God's Trident, standing silently in the center of the temple.
That golden trident, once a symbol of supreme glory and holiness, now appeared to Poseidon as a massive, ironic brand.
Behind her stood the seven Holy Pillar Guardians—Sea Dragon, Seahorse, Sea Spear, and others—all with somber expressions, the atmosphere oppressively heavy.
After a long silence, a flicker of emotion finally appeared in Poseidon's empty eyes. She spoke slowly, her voice hoarse and weary:
"From this day forward... Seagod Island is disbanded."
These words were like a thunderclap in the hearts of the seven Title Douluos!
"What?!"
"High Priest, what nonsense are you spouting?!"
Sea Dragon Douluo was the first to step forward, his face filled with disbelief.
"Seagod Island is our home, protecting the legacy of Lord Seagod is our mission, how can it be disbanded so easily!"
"Mission?"
Poseidon slowly turned around, a bitter smile appearing on her face, a smile more painful than tears.
"Is protecting a treacherous, jealous, and despicable villain our mission?"
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