In the past.
Everyone looked up at the sky screen, watching the two meteors crash down in front of Wu Wei. After the dust cleared, two women climbed out of the deep craters.
One had golden hair, the other purple.
The golden-haired woman was tall and slender, her long golden hair spilling over her shoulders. Her features were so exquisite that they looked as if they had been sculpted by a god, every line impossibly perfect. Even now, with dirt covering her face and her clothes torn, the holiness and nobility that came from her very bones could not be concealed.
The purple-haired woman was just as beautiful, her face cold and striking, with an innate sharpness and arrogance.
"So... so beautiful..."
Dai Mubai stared up, his mouth slightly open, his eyes practically glued to the sky screen.
"Who are those two? How can they be so beautiful?"
Ma Hongjun was staring too, his mouth nearly watering.
"They have such incredible bearing, too. Who are they?"
Oscar also stared straight at them.
"Could people who fell from the sky be ordinary?" Dai Mubai shot back without turning his head.
As soon as he spoke, attribute cards slowly appeared above the two figures on the sky screen.
[Name: Qian Yuhan] [Age: xx] [Cultivation: level 0 (former Angel God)] [Soul Rings: none] [Name: Ye Si] [Age: xx] [Cultivation: level 0 (former Rakshasa God)] [Soul Rings: none]
"A-Angel God? Rakshasa God??"
Flender looked as though he had been struck by lightning. His glasses had gone crooked again, and his mouth hung wide enough to fit a whole egg. "They're gods?? The former Angel God and Rakshasa God??"
"Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue inherited their godly positions from them?"
"In other words..." Yu Xiaogang analyzed seriously, "the divine punishment didn't just reset the inheritors to zero. It punished the original owners of the godly positions too?"
"Angel God... Rakshasa God..."
Ning Fengzhi stood frozen in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's main hall. "Even the gods of the Divine Realm were punished?"
Bone Douluo Gu Rong and Sword Douluo Chen Xin exchanged a glance, their eyes full of shock.
"Even the gods themselves in the Divine Realm couldn't escape..." Bone Douluo's voice was hoarse. "Just how much authority does this divine punishment have?"
"I'm afraid the whole Divine Realm was called to account."
Spirit Hall, Pope's Hall.
Bibi Dong sat on her throne, expressionless as she looked at the Rakshasa God's attribute card on the sky screen.
She had been somewhat shocked at first, but when she thought about how even her future self had been punished, it was hardly strange that the former Rakshasa God had been punished too.
"Before divine punishment, gods, mortals, and Soul Beasts are all the same. All beings are equal, heh..."
She gave a soft snort and leaned back in her chair, her long fingers tapping lightly on the armrest.
Above the Worship Hall, however, Qian Daoliu's reaction was completely different from Bibi Dong's.
It was as if the bones had been pulled from his body. His knees buckled, and he fell to his knees in midair.
"Angel God... Qian Yuhan..."
His voice trembled and shook, every word seemingly forced out of his throat.
His eyes were fixed on the golden-haired woman on the sky screen, on the words "former Angel God" above her head. His eyes were bloodshot, and his lips quivered violently.
"That is the divine ancestor... the divine ancestor our Qian Family has worshipped for generations..."
Qian Daoliu's voice was terribly hoarse, filled with an almost despairing anguish.
For generations, his Qian Family had worshipped the Angel God, holding her as the family's highest faith and passing down the Angel Martial Soul, exhausting every means to let the Angel God's radiance shine upon the mortal world.
But now, the sky screen told him that the Angel God had been punished, thrown down onto Douluo Continent, and had her cultivation level completely reset to zero.
The Angel God had fallen into the mortal world.
He had been angry when he saw Qian Renxue's level reset to zero before.
But Qian Renxue was his granddaughter. Though his heart ached for her, she was his own flesh and blood.
The Angel God, however, was the Qian Family's faith.
And now that faith had collapsed.
Qian Daoliu knelt in midair, his head bowed and his shoulders trembling slightly, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
Sea God Island.
Bo Saixi stood atop Sea God Mountain, staring blankly at the two women on the sky screen and the attribute cards above their heads.
"Angel God... Rakshasa God..."
"Even the gods themselves in the Divine Realm couldn't escape... what about Lord Sea God?"
Bo Saixi's heart sank.
Below the sky screen, countless Soul Masters and ordinary people looked at the two attribute cards and the words "former Angel God" and "former Rakshasa God," reacting in different ways.
"The gods of the Divine Realm were thrown down here... doesn't that mean the Divine Realm will be in chaos in the future?"
"Maybe the whole Divine Realm was reset to zero!"
"That's ruthless. It didn't even spare the gods..."
"Now that's what you call equality for all beings!"
"That's true, but seeing those gods fall down here still feels... a little unreal."
"What's unreal about it? Didn't you see Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue get reset to zero too?"
"Exactly. Gods are living beings too. Why can't they be punished?"
"..."
Discussions rang out across Douluo Continent, but after their initial surprise, most people quickly accepted the fact.
After all, they had already seen Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, and Tang San reset to zero. Since even those three gods had been unable to escape, the former Angel God and Rakshasa God being thrown down here... really didn't seem so strange.
The ones who truly could not accept it were the two gods themselves, who were still in the Divine Realm at that moment.
"Qian Yuhan, that's you!"
The God of Wisdom whipped his head around to look at Qian Yuhan, the Angel God, his voice changing pitch.
"That's not me!"
Qian Yuhan stood among the gods in golden divine armor. Her face was identical to that of the golden-haired woman on the sky screen, but she was more majestic, more holy. Divine light flowed around her, and her bearing was far greater than that of the disheveled woman on the screen.
She stared fixedly at the sky screen, at the filthy, bedraggled "herself." Her face was livid, and her lips trembled slightly.
"That's my future self... and I was actually thrown down to the lower realm?"
Her voice was shaking.
As the Angel God, she held authority over light and holy power and occupied an exalted position in the Divine Realm.
But now, the sky screen told her that her future self would be reset to zero by divine punishment, thrown onto Douluo Continent, and reduced to a mortal.
"Impossible... I am a god..."
Qian Yuhan's voice grew quieter and quieter, her face paler and paler.
Beside her, the Rakshasa God was in no better state.
Her cold, striking face was full of disbelief and anger.
"I was thrown down there too?"
The Rakshasa God's voice was low and icy, but she could not suppress the shock and panic in it.
The other gods did not look much better.
They had already worried that, in the future, the gods of the Divine Realm would also be called to account, along with the three gods in the lower realm who had yet to ascend.
And now, here they were.
The proof was right before their eyes.
The gods were shocked and furious!
"Damn it, why will divine punishment descend in the future?"
"The sky screen must exist to tell us the truth and let us change the future."
"Then let's keep watching!"
"I want to see just who brings divine punishment down in the future!"