Chapter 14 Wei Yuan and Qian Yuhan's First Encounter:
Was the Angel God the First Generation 'Secret Chamber Douluo'?
In the Hall of Offerings, Qian Daoliu's face turned deathly pale.
His worst fears had come true!
The Heavenly Curtain's assessment was completely contrary to his "divine decree"! This was no longer a public relations crisis; it was a slap in the face to the Spirit Hall in front of the entire world!
"Jealousy...possession...this..." Qian Daoliu swayed, almost unable to stand.
Meanwhile, Bibi Dong, standing before the Pope's Palace, let out a hearty laugh.
"Hahahaha...good! What a fine 'jealousy' and 'possession'! Qian Daoliu, does your face hurt?"
Just as the continent was in an uproar, the Heavenly Curtain's image began to shift.
—The image opened.
It was a boundless blue sea, sunlight shimmering on its surface.
A beautiful girl, dressed in simple white, with a pure and holy aura like a snow lotus, stood on the shore, curiously observing this mortal world.
She was none other than Qian Yuhan, the founder of the Spirit Hall, the first Angel God, and a peerless genius, who was then just a young girl.
Suddenly, Qian Yuhan's gaze was drawn to a figure on the sea.
In the distance, a black-haired youth stood proudly on the crest of the wave, surrounded by purple flames.
He did not use any soul tools, nor did he summon any soul rings.
With a deep dragon roar, a gigantic dragon phantom, its entire body purple-gold and its wingspan a hundred meters, soared into the sky from behind him!
The dragon phantom was not formed from soul power, but seemed to possess a physical form, each scale shimmering with a purple-gold luster, radiating an ancient and noble dragon's might.
It was none other than the legendary ancestor of sub-dragons—the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon!
The youth was Wei Yuan, who was fighting a gigantic ten-thousand-year-old sea soul beast with his own spirit body.
Each swing of the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon's claws carried a devastating power, evaporating seawater and tearing apart the defenses of sea spirit beasts.
The young man, united with the dragon's soul, exuded an air of domineering confidence and arrogance.
For the first time, a complex expression appeared in Qian Yuhan's eyes.
She had never seen such a pure and vibrant martial soul in the records of the Spirit Hall.
The power of the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon, the confidence and freedom emanating from the young man, ignited a burning jealousy deep within her, a jealousy she herself hadn't even noticed.
She was of noble birth, her martial soul sacred and pure.
Yet this man before her could unleash such primal and wild power with his own martial soul, even making her feel a sense of threat.
More importantly, his unrestrained and carefree nature was something she, as the 'Holy Maiden' of the Douluo Continent, bound by her sacred aura, could never possess.
After jealousy came a strong possessive desire.
She yearned for this power, and even more so, for the man who could wield it.
Finally, the young man seized an opening. With a roar, the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon tore the enormous sea spirit beast to shreds, sending it sinking to the bottom of the sea.
The young man withdrew his martial spirit, let out a long, triumphant cry, and turned to leave.
"Please...please wait a moment!"
Qian Yuhan called out to him almost without thinking.
This was the first time she had taken the initiative to speak to a man.
The young man turned around at the sound of her voice, revealing an exceptionally handsome face. His eyes were bright as stars, carrying a hint of carefree and unrestrained laughter.
"Miss, is there something you need?"
Just one glance, one smile.
In that instant, Qian Yuhan's heart was completely captivated.
But this captivation was, from the very beginning, tinged with the shadow of jealousy and possessiveness.
Beneath the celestial canopy, a line of small golden characters slowly emerged:
[The Saintess's first encounter with a human was the starting point of her lifelong love, and also the beginning of her thousand-year obsession.]
The scene shifted, time flowed, and the image on the celestial canopy blurred, seemingly jumping between timelines.
When the image cleared again, many years had passed.
Wei Yuan's figure appeared in a secret chamber.
The walls of the chamber were covered with intricate runes, emitting a faint golden light.
Qian Yuhan stood in the center of the chamber, her face pale, her eyes filled with pain and determination.
"Yuhan, what are you doing?"
Wei Yuan frowned. He sensed the array within the chamber quietly activating, an invisible force beginning to suppress his soul power, even his Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon Martial Soul felt a slight restraint.
"Wei Yuan…"
Qian Yuhan's voice trembled with sobs, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"You can't leave…you can't go to that sea…you can't return to the Sun and Moon Continent…you can't leave me!"
Wei Yuan sighed. He knew Qian Yuhan's feelings for him, and he knew her lingering attachment to her home on the Sun and Moon Continent.
He had explained to her many times that he had his own responsibilities and his own concerns.
"Yu Han, I must go. This is my mission."
Wei Yuan tried to break free from the array's restraints, but the force was exceptionally strong. It was clearly a forbidden array set up by Qian Yu Han using her own martial soul as its core, possibly even aided by some kind of secret treasure.
"No! I won't let you go!"
Qian Yu Han lunged forward, her eyes filled with despair and obsession, tears blurring her vision.
Wei Yuan froze. He instinctively wanted to resist, to push her away.
However, in that moment of hesitation, Qian Yu Han's cold lips, streaked with salty tears, fiercely sealed his mouth.
At that moment, Wei Yuan felt not only the coldness of her lips, but also the burning, almost insane love, despair , and resentment deep within Qian Yu Han's soul.
That love was so heavy, so obsessive, that all his resistance vanished instantly.
He felt her desire for him, her possessiveness, and the sorrow of knowingly doing the impossible.
Wei Yuan's body stiffened; he offered no further resistance.
Beneath the celestial canopy, a line of small golden characters reappeared:
[She, in the name of a saint, carried out a form of imprisonment. He, in silence, endured this obsessive love.]
[However, the gears of fate had already turned; this imprisonment ultimately failed to prevent tragedy.]
At that moment, only Qian Yuhan's suppressed sobs remained in the secret chamber.
And the burning love, despair, and resentment emanating from her lips, a love strong enough to consume everything.
Wei Yuan felt the yearning for him deep within Qian Yuhan's soul, her possessiveness, and the sorrow of knowingly doing the impossible.
Under such an extreme emotional impact, all of Wei Yuan's struggles and reason were overwhelmed by this torrent.
He remained silent, enduring, as if at this moment, he had finally let down his guard, allowing her obsessive love to devour him.
The array light within the secret chamber gradually stabilized, isolating it from all the noise of the outside world.
Time seemed to lose its meaning, leaving only the complex and heavy entanglement between the two.
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