Douluo Continent: After Ten Thousand Years of Silence, I Was Exposed by the Sky.

Chapter 8 Poseidon's Ten Thousand Year Imprisonment? The Handbook of the First Angel God
Each word was like a heavy hammer, striking Poseidon's soul with devastating force.

Being stripped of his position meant that he had completely lost his power at the highest level of the divine realm.

Imprisoned for millennia, sealed by divine power.

For a proud first-level god, this was a torment worse than death, an endless loneliness and humiliation.

The divine right of kings severed his last connection with the source of his faith!

"Do not--!"

Poseidon let out a desperate wail, collapsed to the ground, and the divine light emanating from his body dimmed at a visible speed.

He knew he was finished.

His divine life, from this day forward, will be utterly plunged into darkness.

After listening to the verdict in silence, Qian Yuhan slowly put away the Angelic Holy Sword.

While this outcome prevented her from immediately killing her enemy, it cost Poseidon dearly.

Ten thousand years of imprisonment would be enough to make him suffer endless torment.

Qian Yuhan gave Poseidon, who was lying paralyzed on the ground, a deep, icy look in her eyes, as if to say:

"Poseidon, enjoy this prison that has lasted for ten thousand years."

Ten thousand years from now, I will personally settle my score with you!

Having said that, she didn't linger. She turned and transformed into a golden light, returning to the Temple of Angels.

She needed time to process this truth that was 20,000 years overdue, and to calm her turbulent emotions.

With Qian Yuhan's departure and Poseidon being dragged away by the divine guards, the huge turmoil caused by the sky curtain has temporarily come to an end at the divine realm level.

Silence returned to the conference room.

The God of Destruction glanced at the divine blood on the ground and snorted coldly:
"A farce."

"But behind this farce lies a serious problem that we must face."

The God of Asura's expression remained solemn as he looked at the other four God Kings.

"Now, it's time to talk business."

The goddess of life replied:
"Yes. That canopy... what exactly is it?"
How could they see through secrets from 20,000 years ago, and even project images simultaneously into both the mortal realm and the divine realm?

The face of the kind goddess was also filled with worry:
"And there's Douluo Star, which has been completely isolated by a force we can't understand."

Is this force, and the celestial canopy, from the same source?

The five great god-kings fell silent.

Poseidon's scandal was just a bomb that had been detonated.

The mysterious entity that lit the fuse and even created the bomb was the real source of their fear and unease.

A "sky curtain" that can disregard the barriers of the divine realm, arbitrarily interfere in the lower realms, and even publicly judge a first-level god in the divine realm.

What exactly is its purpose?
At the bottom of the deep sea, inside the coffin that buries the heavens.

Wei Yuan's consciousness quietly "watched" everything that happened in the divine realm.

It was only after the first inventory was over that Wei Yuan realized that the sky was so deeply connected to him!

Through the celestial screen, one can observe the situation in the divine realm in real time and witness the scenes unfolding there.

When Wei Yuan saw Qian Yuhan wielding the Angelic Holy Sword, her face streaked with tears yet brimming with murderous intent as she charged toward Poseidon...

His heart, which had been silent for 20,000 years, was pierced with a deep pain.

"Yu Han..."

Wei Yuan murmured the name softly, his voice filled with endless guilt and heartache.

He never imagined that his sudden departure back then would make her wait for '20,000 years'.

He never imagined that she would draw her sword against Poseidon in the realm of the gods for his sake. "You...you're still so foolish..."

Wei Yuan's consciousness trembled slightly, a mixture of indescribable warmth and sorrow welling up in his heart.

When he saw that Poseidon was sentenced to ten thousand years of imprisonment, a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"A prison for ten thousand years? God of Asura, that's not enough..."

"But it's alright."

Poseidon, you should first slowly repent in this endless humiliation and loneliness.

The day I emerge from seclusion will be the day your soul and spirit are annihilated!

Wei Yuan's gaze pierced through the endless seawater, as if he saw that lonely figure in the Temple of Angels.

"Yu Han, wait for me."

This time, I won't keep you waiting too long.

Immediately, Wei Yuan focused all his attention and stopped paying attention to the outside world.

The rage of revenge and the promise to his lover transformed into an unprecedented driving force, frantically assaulting the final barrier to divine status.

Throughout the entire Burial Coffin, the roar of the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon grew clearer and more deafening!
Douluo Continent, Spirit Hall, deep within the Hall of Offerings.

Qian Daoli stood there, dejected and pale, his face even more ashen than that of a dead man.

The final line in the sky, a prophecy about angels, was like a poisonous thorn, deeply embedded in his heart.

"Impossible... Our ancestors were bright and great, and could never have had any blemishes!"

Qian Daoliu said this, but the ominous premonition in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

With the example of Poseidon before us, who can guarantee that their own ancestors were perfect?
No, he has to find out the truth!
Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart.

He turned and strode quickly toward a heavy door made of special metal at the deepest part of the offering hall.

This is the most forbidden area within the forbidden area of ​​the Spirit Hall—the Secret Library.

What's stored inside isn't soul skills or cultivation techniques, but rather the handwritten notes left by the ancestors of the Qian family since the establishment of the Spirit Hall, as well as various hidden records about the entire Douluo Continent and even the ancient times.

Only those who have been the highest honored guests throughout history are qualified to enter.

Qian Daoliu stretched out his trembling hand, placed his palm on the door, and slowly poured his soul power into it.

The gate opened slowly with a dull thud.

An ancient aura, sealed for ten thousand years, wafted over.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qian Daoliu walked straight in, his gaze sweeping rapidly across the countless rows of bookshelves before finally settling on the top shelf, on an ancient wooden box protected by a golden light shield.

That place houses the first Angel God—Qian Yuhan.

The only handwritten note left behind before his ascension!
Qian Daoliu never imagined that he would need to read it one day, because in the Qian family's heritage, the ancestor was perfect and her history was beyond question.

But today, he has to explore the possible, hidden truth.

With trembling hands, he removed the light shield and opened the wooden box that had been sealed for nearly 20,000 years.
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The Heavenly Dou Empire, the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace.

(To explain why Tang San passed the Divine Examination while Qian Renxue remained the Crown Prince. The protagonist is a transmigrator; although he traveled to 20,000 years ago and couldn't directly participate in the plot, he influenced it through various means, including this one, which will be mentioned later.)
Xue Qinghe sat quietly in the study, his face still bearing that gentle and flawless smile.

But if someone can see through her disguise, they will find that beneath that calm exterior lies a heart beating wildly.

Qian Renxue's heart was in turmoil.

As the inheritor of the divine power, she understood better than anyone what the collapse of faith meant for a god.

The 'fall' of the sea god made her question the concept of "god" for the first time.

The final line of the trailer struck her like a thunderbolt.

　Ask for collection!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)