119: A divine eye? A blind man? (Part Four)

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

"The Grand Ancestor... it's the Grand Ancestor's unique Heavenly Desolation Divine Pupil!"

Jun Wuhuan clutched his pierced right hand tightly, blood gushing through his fingers. The golden divine radiance lingering at the wound made even a Peak Guiyi Realm expert like him feel a sense of dread.

His gaze was filled with disbelief as he stared intently at the infant in the swaddling clothes.

At this moment, the brilliant golden light in the newborn infant's eyes had faded, returning to the clarity and innocence an infant should have.

He just quietly looked at Jun Wuhuan, neither crying nor making a fuss, as if that all-piercing divine light from just now had nothing to do with him.

"Fa... Father..."

On the bed, the weakened Jun Qianle was equally stunned by the scene before her.

She looked at the child in her arms who had just been born, then at her terrified father, momentarily at a loss.

And right at that moment.

Buzz—!

An ancient, vast, and peerlessly powerful aura suddenly swept out from the Cold Palace.

This aura was overbearingly supreme, instantly enveloping the entire Imperial City.

Within the Imperial City, countless Cultivators, regardless of their cultivation base, felt a sense of trembling and submission originating from their Bloodline at this moment.

They couldn't help but feel an urge to kneel and submit toward the direction of the Cold Palace... Divine Palace, Chaotian Hall.

Sitting high upon the Dragon throne, the Great Jun Divine Lord, Jun Tianming, suddenly opened his eyes.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"This aura... it's the Grand Ancestor's Divine Pupils!"

He blurted out, his figure flickering as he instantly vanished from the Dragon throne.

Below the hall, the civil and military officials also felt that pressure that made their souls tremble at the same time.

Their expressions changed drastically. Disregarding court etiquette, they turned into streaks of light, following Jun Tianming's aura as they rushed toward the Cold Palace.

Outside the Cold Palace, the smile on Jun Wuya's face, who had been gloating, had long since frozen.

The Imperial Guard experts behind him were even more pale-faced, barely able to stand.

"What... what kind of pressure is this?"

Jun Wuya's voice trembled.

In the next moment, several figures appeared one after another in front of the Cold Palace gate.

Leading them was the Great Jun Divine Lord, Jun Tianming.

His gaze immediately fell on Jun Wuhuan's bleeding right hand, and he frowned slightly.

But soon, his gaze passed over Jun Wuhuan and fixed intently on the infant in Jun Qianle's arms.

All the arriving imperial relatives and civil and military officials also followed the Divine Lord's gaze.

When they saw the infant, everyone was stunned.

A faint divine radiance flowed over the infant's body, and an extraordinary aura washed over them.

Divine Body!

But that wasn't what shocked them the most.

In the eyes of Jun Tianming, a God Realm expert, he could see even more clearly.

This newborn infant actually had a faint spiritual energy circulating within his body.

Born already in the Spirit Accumulation Realm!

Pregnant for five years, born in a single day, naturally reaching the Spirit Accumulation Realm!

"Hiss—!"

A sound of collective gasping rose from the crowd.

"Unparalleled... talent!"

An old official with white hair and beard uttered four words with a trembling voice.

This Aptitude was too shocking; looking through the history of the Divine Dynasty, no one could surpass him.

Even if he carried half the Bloodline of an enemy country and was seen as a "vile seed," this extraordinary ancestral Bloodline and Heaven-Defying Aptitude were enough to move anyone.

Jun Tianming slowly walked into the palace and came to the bedside.

He didn't look at his son or granddaughter, but only stared deeply at the infant.

After a long time, he slowly reached out his hand, wanting to touch him.

Just then, the infant seemed to sense something and opened his eyes again.

They were still those clear eyes, but this time, everyone saw clearly.

Deep within his pupils, two golden runes flashed by.

Heavenly Desolation Divine Pupil!

It really was the Grand Ancestor's Heavenly Desolation Divine Pupil!

The founding Grand Ancestor of the Great Jun Divine Dynasty had relied on these unique Divine Pupils to sweep across all directions and establish this land. His cultivation base had reached the Peak of the God Realm, half a step into the legendary Venerable Realm.

The Divine Pupils were the root of the Divine Dynasty, its totem!

"Haha... Hahahaha!"

Jun Tianming suddenly laughed toward the sky.

"Heaven blesses my Great Jun! Heaven blesses my Jun family!"

He carefully picked up the infant from Jun Qianle's arms.

"Your Majesty, you mustn't!"

The Second Prince, Jun Wuya, changed expression and hurriedly stepped forward.

"This child's Bloodline is impure, he is..."

"Shut up!"

Jun Tianming suddenly turned his head and roared, the God Realm pressure abruptly spreading out.

Jun Wuya's body shook, and he fell to his knees with a thud, blood leaking from the corner of his mouth.

The entire Cold Palace fell silent.

Holding the infant, Jun Tianming's gaze swept over everyone present, his voice majestic and brook no argument.

"From this day forward, this child shall be the 'Divine Son' of our Great Jun Divine Dynasty!"

"His name shall be Jun Yun!"

As soon as he spoke, the whole place was shocked.

Divine Son!

Doesn't this mean he is the future Divine Crown Prince?

Everyone's gaze instinctively turned toward the man who was still clutching his hand, stunned in place.

The Eldest Prince, Jun Wuhuan.

He had just "put justice before family," attempting to kill this child in exchange for a chance to be reinstated as the Divine Crown Prince.

But in the blink of an eye, this vile seed he viewed as a disgrace had soared to the heavens, becoming the Divine Son and his greatest competitor.

Jun Wuhuan felt a tightness in his chest, almost unable to breathe.

Intense jealousy and resentment surged in his heart.

He looked at Jun Yun, who was being held in his father's arms and enjoying supreme glory, and then at his own mangled palm.

A thorn was deeply planted in his heart... Time passed, six years in a flash.

Imperial City, Martial Arts Arena.

A boy who looked only six years old, carved like fine jade, stood with his hands behind his back.

Opposite him was a youth about twelve or thirteen years old, whose cultivation base had already reached the Spirit King Realm.

That youth was the legitimate grandson of the Third Prince, Jun Wuyun, a well-known Genius of this generation in the imperial family.

"Jun Yun, even though you are the Divine Son, don't be too arrogant!"

The youth's face was full of defiance.

"Today, I will show everyone that you, this vi—"

Before he could finish his sentence.

The boy named Jun Yun moved.

Divine light flashed in his pupils as he focused his Divine Pupils on the Spirit King Realm youth.

The Spirit King Realm youth's body stiffened, and his entire spiritual energy was instantly sealed, leaving him unable to move.

The entire Martial Arts Arena fell silent.

A six-year-old half-step Spirit King, sweeping through his peers and challenging Spirit King Realm geniuses as easily as taking something from a pocket.

Over these six years, Jun Yun's name as a Prodigy had already spread throughout the entire Divine Dynasty.

On the high platform of the Martial Arts Arena, several powerful imperial Old Ancestors looked at this scene with gratified smiles on their faces.

"This child has the air of the Grand Ancestor."

"There is hope for the great prosperity of the Divine Dynasty."

However, in another corner of the Martial Arts Arena.

A figure watched all this quietly, his eyes complex.

The Eldest Prince, Jun Wuhuan.

Not long ago, he had successfully broken through and entered the Cave-Heaven Realm.

Years ago, the threshold he and his father, Jun Tianming, had agreed upon was that as long as he broke through to the Cave-Heaven Realm, he could regain the position of Crown Prince.

He had thought that after enduring for many years, he would finally see the light at the end of the tunnel.

But until now, his father had not reinstated him as the Divine Crown Prince.

His father's promise had become distant and uncertain because of the appearance of this Prodigy, Jun Yun.

Jun Wuhuan looked at his grandson, who was surrounded by the crowd, and jealousy, hatred, and resentment welled up in his heart.