Chapter 308: Another Selection, Zhu Zhuqing Draw? A Level Two God, the God of Speed!
The main hall was deathly silent.
Everyone was so shocked by the scene that they were speechless.
Dai Mubai looked at Wei Tianchen, then at Tang San who was slumped on the ground, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
Tang San once held two godhoods.
But Tang San's dual godhood was stolen, obtained through deception, and built on scheming and lies—a castle in the air.
Wei Tianchen's dual godhood was earned through fighting, won back, and obtained through genuine strength and a just trial.
The same dual divine positions, but completely different in quality.
"No...it's impossible...this can't be..."
Tang San collapsed to the ground, staring at the two towering phantoms behind Wei Tianchen, his eyes filled with disbelief and despair.
In a short period of time.
He lost both the positions of Asura God and Sea God!
Wei Tianchen himself possesses the divine position of the Asura God.
Now he has been granted the title of sea god.
How is he different from his peak period?
Even stronger!
After all, Wei Tianchen possesses more super artifacts than he did at his peak!
Moreover, that person's dual divine status is stronger, purer, and more... natural than his.
"Impossible...this is impossible..."
Tang San muttered to himself, his voice growing softer and softer until it finally turned into an almost inaudible sob.
Wei Tianchen lowered his head and looked at the man who was once arrogant but was now slumped on the ground like a lump of mud.
There was no disdain or mockery in his eyes.
There was only one kind: a faint sense of pity.
"Tang San".
He spoke, his voice as calm as still water.
Did you see that?
"This is the true dual divine position."
"It was not obtained through scheming, deception, or by sacrificing others."
"It's about strength, fairness, and a pure heart."
"We won it back."
Tang San's body trembled violently.
He raised his head and looked at Wei Tianchen. Those eyes, which were once filled with calculation and ambition, were now empty.
"Winned...back..."
He murmured those three words repeatedly, a bitter smile playing on his lips.
"I...have never won...have I?"
Wei Tianchen did not answer.
He simply turned away and stopped looking at Tang San.
"From beginning to end, the only person you've ever beaten is yourself."
"You won over that innocent baby, so you took over his body."
"You won Xiao Wu's heart, and therefore received her sacrifice."
"You won the trust of your partners, so you turned them into pawns."
"You won your parents' love, so you turned them into fuel."
"But you've never beaten any real opponent."
"Because a true opponent is never someone you 'win' against."
"It is meant to be respected."
Wei Tianchen's voice echoed in the hall, each word like a heavy hammer, striking Tang San's heart.
Whom have you ever respected?
"Xiao Wu? No, you only see her as a soul ring."
"Dai Mubai? No, you only see him as a thug."
"Oscars? No, you only see him as a resource."
"Huo Yuhao? No, you only treat him as a pawn."
"Your parents? No, you only use them as fuel."
"Your children? No, you only use them as tools."
"You have never respected anyone."
"So, you've never been truly respected by anyone."
Wei Tianchen paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone in the hall who had been hurt by Tang San.
"Look at them."
"They once regarded you as their faith, their brother, their son, and their lover."
"But what about now?"
"The way they look at you shows anger, disappointment, contempt, and fear."
"The only thing missing is respect."
Tang San's body trembled violently.
He wanted to refute, to defend himself, to say "that's not how it is," "I love them," "everything I did was to protect them."
But those words, though on the tip of my tongue, just wouldn't come out.
Because he knew they were all lies.
He has never loved anyone.
He only loved himself.
"I...I..."
Tang San opened his mouth, his voice hoarse like a broken bellows.
"What...did I do...?"
Wei Tianchen looked at him and remained silent for a moment.
Then, he turned around, with his back to Tang San, and walked out of the main hall.
His silhouette stretched long, very long in the light.
"You know best what you've done."
"And now, you will spend the rest of your life bearing the consequences of your actions."
"Go."
"Go and face those you have hurt."
"Go and face the home planet that you've drained dry."
"Go and face the ravaged world you created with your own hands."
"This is your true judgment."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Tianchen's figure disappeared into the light outside the main hall.
Tang San was left alone, slumped on the cold ground.
All around him were the people he had hurt, and above him was the transparent sky, beyond which were countless angry gazes.
He looked up at his reflection in the sky.
His face was covered in blood and tears, so disheveled that even he himself couldn't recognize him.
"This is... me?"
He muttered to himself, his voice so soft it was as if he were talking to himself.
No one answered him.
The main hall was deathly silent.
Only the transparent sky continued to rotate silently overhead, spreading this scene throughout all the heavens and myriad realms.
The trial is over.
But Tang San's remaining life has only just begun.
And that was the longest trial.
Beyond the celestial canopy lies the silent realm of gods.
Wei Yuan sat upright on the Throne of Annihilation, looking at Tang San, who was slumped on the ground in the sky, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
"it's over."
He spoke softly, his voice as calm as still water.
Behind him, Qian Lin, Ji Ruxue, Wei Linglong, and others all stared at the sky, their eyes filled with complex expressions.
"Wei Tianchen did a good job."
Qianlin crossed his arms and a smile of admiration appeared on his lips.
"Dual divine positions... Heh, now, the foundation of our Annihilation God Realm has deepened another layer."
Ji Ruxue nodded slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her beautiful eyes.
"The Asura is the master of slaughter, while the Sea is the master of tolerance. If these two forces can truly merge, their future achievements will be limitless."
Wei Linglong looked at the lonely figure in the sky, a trace of emotion flashing in his eyes.
"Tang San... he could have become a true god."
"Unfortunately, he chose the wrong path."
Wei Yuan listened to the crowd's discussion without saying a word.
He simply sat quietly on his throne, watching the light in the sky gradually fade away, a profound light flashing in his eyes.
Tang San's era has come to an end.
But the era belonging to the realm of the silent gods has only just begun.
This era requires no scheming, no deception, and no sacrifice.
All you need is a pure heart.
(End of chapter)