The Sky Screen Takes Stock of Qian Yuhan Alone: So Wei Lang Was Sealed Beneath the Sea by Poseidon?

The review of the two deities who had created their own godhoods Twenty Thousand Years ago came to an end here.

However, this judgment was far from over.

At the very moment the Sky Screen vanished from Douluo Continent.

An equally enormous Golden Light Screen appeared out of nowhere above the Divine Realm Committee.

Everything that had just been shown in the Mortal Realm—from Poseidon's betrayal to Qian Yuhan's obsession—

was replayed in its entirety before the Gods.

This was the true Public Execution.

Within a restricted divine prison in the God Realm.

Poseidon, stripped of most of his Divine Power and undergoing punishment, also saw the replayed footage.

When he saw the scene of himself stabbing Wei Yuan in the back, as well as the Sky Screen's final verdict that he was "jealous of the worthy and envious of the capable."

Poseidon's already pale face instantly drained of all color.

And when the story of Qian Yuhan and Wei Yuan unfolded.

He finally understood why the Sky Screen had included him in the same review.

Aside from wanting to "suppress" him.

One reason was to let the world know about Wei Yuan.

And about the "greatness" of that lofty Angel God.

Everything he had done was merely one part of Wei Yuan and Qian Yuhan's display of affection.

An unprecedented sense of helplessness and shame surged through him.

Poseidon slumped to the ground, his face ashen, his eyes filled with nothing but endless emptiness and despair.

Then what had he, the Sea God for "Twenty Thousand Years," amounted to?

Meanwhile, within the Angel Temple.

Qian Yuhan sat alone, staring blankly at the Light Screen.

She was forced to revisit the memories she had sealed away for Twenty Thousand Years.

The jealousy of their first meeting, her obsessive possessiveness, the reckless madness in the Secret Chamber, and Wei Yuan's complicated gaze when he left...

Each scene was like the sharpest blade, viciously gouging at her heart.

Before the Sky Screen appeared.

Qian Yuhan had always believed she had long severed those mortal emotions and elevated them into something sacred.

She believed herself to be the lofty Angel God, the avatar of order and light.

But only now, when the Sky Screen brutally carved open the darkest corners of her heart and displayed them before all living beings in the Mortal Realm and the deities of the God Realm.

Did she realize that she had never let go.

That love, that jealousy, that possessiveness.

For Twenty Thousand Years, they had merely been forcibly suppressed by her Divine Power and authority, long since fused into her Divine Soul.

"Aah—!"

A shrill scream echoed through the Angel Temple.

The sacred Power of Light around Qian Yuhan ran wild, blasting the magnificent Temple into ruins.

Qian Yuhan clutched her head as tears burst forth. The holiness and dignity she had maintained for ten thousand years vanished completely.

Watching scene after scene from Twenty Thousand Years ago on the Light Screen, she finally broke down completely, crying like a child who had lost her entire world.

Twenty Thousand Years ago, she lost Wei Yuan.

Twenty Thousand Years later, she lost the last of her "dignity."

A moment later, Qian Yuhan sat upright upon her God's Throne once more.

But her face was pale, and her body trembled faintly.

Everything shown on the Sky Screen was no different from tearing open her deepest scars and exposing them to the public.

She had founded Spirit Hall, created her own godhood, and become the Angel God in order to control everything and never again endure the pain of loss.

She thought she had buried those memories away and completely laid that man to rest in the depths of her heart.

Yet the Sky Screen's appearance had made all her disguises seem ridiculous.

"Why... why expose all of this..."

Qian Yuhan murmured, her eyes filled with confusion and pain.

However, after her initial collapse, Qian Yuhan was still a deity who held a God Position.

She forced herself to calm down and began considering a deeper question.

"The Sky Screen reviews corrupt gods... what exactly is its purpose?

Is it merely to humiliate me? No... that's not right..."

She recalled Poseidon's fate: the God Position stripped from him, the Divine Power extracted from him, and that word—"judgment."

This Sky Screen seemed to be more than just a review. It was more like a judgment!

It was settling accounts and setting things right!

Just as Qian Yuhan's thoughts raced, a blinding Golden Light suddenly appeared in her mind!

The Golden Light did not come from outside. It exploded directly within the depths of her Divine Soul, forming an incomparably clear image.

The image was identical to the way the Sky Screen presented its scenes!

"This is..."

Qian Yuhan was utterly shaken.

Within the Golden Light image.

Above the azure sea stood a man holding a Trident, radiating boundless Divine Might. He was Poseidon, who had only recently inherited the Sea Godhood.

Poseidon stood in the sea region where he had stabbed Wei Yuan in the back, his brows tightly furrowed.

After Becoming a God, Poseidon's perception of this sea had reached an unprecedented height.

Just moments ago, he had faintly sensed that deep beneath these waters, there seemed to linger a faint trace of Life Breath.

That aura was one he knew all too well—it was Wei Yuan's!

"Impossible!

His soul had clearly scattered and perished. How could there still be any sign of life?"

Poseidon's expression changed as his God Sense surged toward the depths of the seabed like a tide.

Very soon, his God Sense came into contact with an icy, deathly still presence.

It was a completely black Ancient Coffin, silently floating beneath the ten-thousand-zhang-deep sea.

Countless mysterious and bizarre patterns were carved across the coffin, as though they contained the ultimate truths of heaven and earth, yet they also emitted a deathly aura capable of devouring everything.

All light, sound, and even his God Sense were strangely absorbed the moment they approached it, making it impossible to investigate its interior.

That faint thread of Wei Yuan's life force was coming from within this Black Coffin!

"What is this thing?"

A tempestuous wave rose in Poseidon's heart.

He tried using Sea God Divine Power to strike the Black Coffin, but the power vanished like a clay ox entering the sea, without stirring the slightest ripple.

Poseidon discovered that Wei Yuan's body and soul appeared to have been completely Sealed within this mysterious Black Coffin.

The power contained in the Black Coffin seemed far beyond his understanding. Even as a deity, he could do nothing about it!

Just as he hesitated in uncertainty, a powerful repulsive force came from the Douluo Continent Plane, while the vast pull of the God Realm grew stronger and stronger.

The plane was urging him to ascend.

Poseidon's expression shifted unpredictably. Looking at the mysterious Black Coffin, he swiftly weighed the pros and cons.

"Forget it... so what if he still has a thread of life? Sealed inside this bizarre coffin, how is that any different from being dead?"

Poseidon sneered inwardly.

"I have become a god, while he is merely a sealed mortal. He can no longer possibly pose any threat to me in the future.

The Sea God Island inheritance I left behind is enough to suppress the continent for ten thousand years.

Even if he somehow escapes one day, he will long since be no match for me."

To ensure nothing went wrong, a ruthless glint flashed in Poseidon's eyes.

He raised the Sea God's Trident and summoned the power of the entire ocean, laying layer upon layer of Divine Power Seals around the Black Coffin.