118: A divine eye? A blind man? (Part Three)

That cry, clear and resonant, pierced through the dilapidated walls of the Cold Palace and reached the ears of everyone outside.

The Second Prince, Jun Wuya, who was about to give an order, found his raised hand frozen in mid-air.

The smile on his face froze.

Behind him, the team of murderous Imperial Guard experts also had their Killing Intent frozen on their faces.

Everyone stood dazed on the spot, staring blankly at that deathly silent palace.

It was born.

That bastard child, despised by the entire Divine Dynasty and regarded as a supreme humiliation.

It had descended into the world... Divine Palace, Chaotian Hall.

The atmosphere remained heavy enough to be suffocating.

Just then, another eunuch came rushing in, crawling and stumbling, his voice even shriller than the previous one, filled with an inexplicable terror.

"Your... Your Majesty! She's given birth! Princess Le... she's given birth!"

Boom!

These words caused a massive uproar in the majestic hall.

"What? Born?"

"Pregnant for five years... this... this is simply unheard of!"

An old official with white hair and beard spoke with a trembling voice, his eyes full of terror.

"This child stayed in the womb for five years, absorbing the essence of the mother's Divine Fetus. Now that it's born, it must be a top-tier Demon Seed! It absolutely cannot be allowed to live!"

"Exactly! This child is the shame of our Divine Dynasty, and even more so, the Bloodline of an enemy country. Keeping him would be carving an indelible stain into the history books of our Great Jun Divine Dynasty!"

Voices filled with righteous indignation rose up, and all fingers eventually pointed vaguely at the man kneeling on the ground, his body shaking like a sieve.

The Eldest Prince, Jun Wuhuan.

Jun Wuhuan felt as if his blood had stopped flowing.

His daughter, Jun Qianle.

This name that had once made him proud, but had also led him into a desperate situation.

Once upon a time, because of Jun Qianle's Divine Body talent, he, as her father, was the designated successor of the Divine Dynasty, and the position of Divine Crown Prince was within his grasp.

But also because Jun Qianle's talent was too dazzling, his Imperial Father hesitated. He felt that Jun Qianle was more suited to inherit the throne than he, a father who only possessed a Celestial Body.

Thus, the appointment of the Divine Crown Prince was delayed.

Later, he still ascended to that long-coveted position because of Jun Qianle.

But who could have imagined that before the seat was even warm, he would be instantly deposed because of Jun Qianle's "collusion with the enemy and treason."

Falling from the clouds to the bottom of the valley.

His feelings for this daughter had long since changed from initial fatherly love and pride into deep resentment.

Now, the birth of this bastard child had nailed him firmly to the pillar of shame.

He could feel countless gazes piercing into his body.

Upon the Dragon Throne, the Great Jun Divine Sovereign, Jun Tianming, slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze swept over his eldest son kneeling in the hall, over the agitated ministers, and finally landed toward the distant Cold Palace.

After a long time, his emotionless voice echoed in the hall.

"Since he is of our Jun family's seed, then... let him stay."

As soon as he spoke, the entire hall was in an uproar.

"Your Majesty, please reconsider!"

"This child's Bloodline is impure, carrying the blood of the Great You Imperial Family. Keeping him will bring endless trouble!"

The Third Prince, Jun Wuyun, immediately stood up to object.

"Yes, Imperial Father. As long as this child exists for one day, our Great Jun Divine Dynasty will be ridiculed by the world for one day! Where would that leave Eldest Brother's dignity?"

These heart-piercing words once again put Jun Wuhuan on the spot.

Jun Wuhuan's body trembled violently.

He suddenly looked up, a crazed determination showing in his bloodshot eyes.

He knew he had no way out.

To wash away the shame and stand up again, he had to make a choice.

"Imperial Father!"

Jun Wuhuan slammed his head onto the ground, his voice hoarse and resolute.

"Your son believes the ministers are absolutely correct!"

"This bastard child must not be kept!"

"To prove the might of our Great Jun Imperial Family, and to wash away the shame that I and Qianle have brought upon the Divine Dynasty!"

He looked up and said word by word.

"Your son is willing to personally... strangle this child!"

Inside the hall, it instantly became dead silent.

Everyone was stunned by Jun Wuhuan's act of "sacrificing family for the greater good."

To personally kill his own grandson.

How ruthless.

A look of surprise appeared in Third Prince Jun Wuyun's eyes, which then turned into deep appreciation.

On the Dragon Throne, Jun Tianming gave Jun Wuhuan a deep look, and finally closed his eyes, saying no more.

Silence was tacit consent.

"Your son accepts the decree!"

Jun Wuhuan bowed deeply once more, then suddenly rose and, carrying a resolute Killing Intent, strode out of the Chaotian Hall... to the outside of the Cold Palace.

Jun Wuhuan's figure, fast as a gale, appeared before everyone.

"Eldest Brother?"

Jun Wuya looked at the murderous Jun Wuhuan and asked with feigned surprise.

Jun Wuhuan ignored him completely and walked straight to the dilapidated palace gates.

Seeing this, Jun Wuya was not annoyed; instead, he waved his hand with schadenfreude, signaling the Imperial Guard to clear a path.

He really wanted to see how this human tragedy of a father killing his daughter and a grandfather killing his grandson would play out.

Boom!

Jun Wuhuan kicked open the palace gates.

He strode inside.

What met his eyes was Jun Qianle, lying on the bed, her face bloodless and weak to the extreme.

In her arms, an infant wrapped in swaddling clothes was sleeping peacefully, completely unaware of the fate he was about to face.

"Fa... Father..."

Seeing the newcomer, a faint smile of hope appeared on Jun Qianle's weak face.

However, when she saw Jun Wuhuan's cold, heartless face filled with Killing Intent, her heart instantly sank.

"What are you going to do?"

Jun Qianle's voice was trembling.

Jun Wuhuan didn't answer, but stared fixedly at the infant in her arms with a cold gaze.

It was this thing.

That had ruined everything of his.

"Father, don't..."

Jun Qianle understood something instantly; her eyes widened, and using all her strength, she held the child in her arms even tighter.

"He is your grandson! He is innocent!"

"I beg you, let him go... please let him go!"

She hadn't expected that what awaited her was not the imperial family's judgment, but her own biological father's butcher knife.

"Innocent?"

Jun Wuhuan finally spoke, his voice as cold as ice.

"From the moment he appeared, he was a sin! You are also a sin!"

He wasted no more words. The terrifying Aura of a Guiyi Realm Peak expert erupted, and he raised a palm, gathering spiritual energy to strike down at the infant.

"No—!"

Jun Qianle let out a shrill scream.

She wanted to stop him, but was rendered immobile by that Aura, only able to watch helplessly as the hand of death drew closer and closer to her child.

There was not a trace of pity in Jun Wuhuan's eyes.

With this palm strike, he would completely end this shame.

However.

At the very instant his palm was about to fall.

The infant who had been sleeping peacefully in the swaddle opened his eyes without any warning.

What kind of eyes were those?

Clear, deep, with what seemed like stars revolving within them.

In the next moment.

Buzz!

Two rays of extremely brilliant golden divine light suddenly burst forth from the infant's pupils.

The speed of the divine light was extreme, carrying a terrifying Aura that could pierce through all things and sever everything, directly meeting Jun Wuhuan's descending hand.

"What?"

Jun Wuhuan's expression changed drastically; he felt a powerful force from those two golden lights that was enough to threaten his life.

He wanted to withdraw his hand, but it was already too late.

Puchi!

The golden light collided with the palm, but no earth-shaking bang occurred.

Only the muffled sound of a Sharp Weapon entering flesh.

"Ah!"

Jun Wuhuan let out a groan of pain and was forced back several steps before he could barely stabilize himself.

He lifted his right hand in horror.

In the center of his palm, two bloody holes deep enough to see bone had appeared. Golden divine radiance lingered at the wounds, frantically destroying his vitality and preventing them from healing.

He, a powerhouse at the Guiyi Realm Peak, had actually been severely wounded by a newborn infant's gaze?

Jun Wuhuan's mind went blank, filled with disbelief.

He stared fixedly at the infant and those pupils bursting with divine light.

"This... this is... the Divine Eyes!"

"The Progenitor... it's the Progenitor's unique Divine Pupils!"