117: A divine eye? A blind man? (Part Two)

Quan Yun's consciousness floated amidst an endless light.

Before his "eyes," that simple and ancient Small Tower floated quietly, emitting a primordial green aura.

It had actually followed him into Reincarnation.

It turned out that the Reincarnation space had not been rejecting him, but this tower.

Yet in the end, it had still followed him in.

Quan Yun's heart was filled with a mix of complex emotions.

Whether it was a blessing or a curse, he could no longer judge.

In his previous life, he had lived because of this tower and died because of it.

It was both a supreme Opportunity and a death warrant.

“What will be, will be.”

Quan Yun's consciousness quickly calmed down.

Things had already come to this; there was no use in overthinking.

“Fortunately, I allocated enough points to my Comprehension Ability for this life.”

He felt fortunate.

In his previous life, his Comprehension Ability had not been enough to grasp the Cultivation Technique on the Small Tower.

In his previous life, he had comprehended Sword Intent in his youth and understood Momentum while in the Three Origins Realm. Such Comprehension Ability was likely superior even to a Divine Body Prodigy.

If even that level of Comprehension Ability could not grasp the tower's Cultivation Technique, one could imagine how powerful it was.

In this life, he would take the initiative.

Relying on his unprecedentedly high Comprehension Ability, he would study, understand, and truly master the secrets of this Small Tower.

At the moment he made his decision, a powerful suction force arrived, sweeping his consciousness along with the Small Tower into an endless vortex... The Northern Plains.

Among the Five Domains, it was second in strength only to the Central State and possessed the most vast territory.

Unlike the Eastern Domain where Grotto-Heaven Blessed Lands ruled over Imperial Dynasties, the powers here were intricately intertwined. While Grotto-Heaven Blessed Lands were not few, there were even more "Divine Dynasties" presided over by God Realm experts, constantly at war with one another.

Great Jun Divine Dynasty.

A standout among the many Divine Dynasties in the Northern Plains, its national power was at its peak, and its prestige awed the region.

The Divine Capital, within the Imperial City.

A desolate and dilapidated palace, overgrown with weeds, stood in stark contrast to the rest of the magnificent Imperial City.

This was a Cold Palace.

“Ah—!”

Deep within the palace, a cry of pain pierced the silence.

A woman, haggard yet still possessing peerless beauty, lay on a cold bedstead. Sweat soaked her long hair, and her face was etched with agony.

“Princess... Princess Le, please try harder, it's almost time!”

A young girl dressed in the coarse cloth of a palace maid hurried in and out with basins of bloody water. She was sweating profusely from anxiety, her voice trembling and on the verge of tears.

The woman on the bedstead was none other than the Great Jun Divine Dynasty's once most dazzling pearl, Princess Le, Jun Qianle.

She was the current Divine Lord's most beloved eldest granddaughter, the only daughter of the Divine Dynasty's Eldest Prince, and a possessor of a Divine Body, hailed as the future hope of the Divine Dynasty.

But who could have imagined...

That this favored daughter of heaven would, five years ago, commit such an act of "colluding with the enemy and betraying the country."

She had fallen in love with someone she shouldn't have.

The prince of the Great You Divine Dynasty, the mortal enemy of the Great Jun Divine Dynasty.

A peerless Prodigy who also possessed a Divine Body.

When the matter was exposed, the entire Great Jun Divine Dynasty was shaken, and the whole dynasty was enraged.

The Divine Lord was furious and personally cast his most beloved granddaughter into the Cold Palace.

He further joined forces with several God Realm Old Ancestors of the Divine Dynasty to set a death trap, personally slaying that prince of the Great You Divine Dynasty before Jun Qianle's eyes, obliterating his Divine Soul.

Since then, the two Great Divine Dynasties had been locked in an eternal feud.

As for Jun Qianle, she was completely forgotten within this Cold Palace.

No one knew that within her womb, a new life had already been quietly gestating.

A life that had been carried for five whole years.

Now, this child who shouldn't exist was about to be born... Divine Palace, Chaotian Hall.

“Your Majesty! That wret— Princess Le is about to give birth!”

A Chief Eunuch scrambled into the hall, his shrill voice breaking the majesty of the assembly.

Boom!

The atmosphere of the entire hall instantly became heavy to the extreme.

Seated high upon the Dragon Throne, the Great Jun Divine Lord's face, which commanded awe without even showing anger, instantly darkened.

A terrifying imperial pressure radiated from him, making it difficult for the civil and military officials to breathe.

Below the dais, a middle-aged man wearing a python robe fell to his knees with a thud, his body shaking like a leaf.

He was Princess Le's father, the Eldest Prince of the Great Jun Divine Dynasty.

Five years ago, he had been deposed because of his daughter's actions, and the position of Divine Crown Prince he had just secured vanished into thin air.

Now, as the old matter was brought up again, he was once more pushed into the heart of the storm.

“Imperial Father, please appease your anger!”

The Eldest Prince kowtowed incessantly, his forehead dripping with blood.

“That wret— that child must not be kept! Your son is willing to personally... clean the house!”

“What kind of talk is that, Big Brother?”

A sarcastic voice rang out.

The Second Prince stepped forward and bowed to the Divine Lord, though his face bore no disguise of his gloating.

“That child, after all, carries half the Bloodline of our Great Jun Imperial Family and is even your own grandson, Big Brother. How could you have the heart to strike such a cruel blow?”

He paused, his tone shifting and becoming cold.

“But, he also carries the other half of Great You's filthy Bloodline! If this child is kept, it will be an eternal shame to our Great Jun Divine Dynasty! A thorn embedded in the history of our Divine Dynasty!”

“I implore Imperial Father to give the order to grant death to this bastard and his mother together! To uphold the national prestige! To honor the imperial majesty!”

“This official seconds the motion!”

“We officials second the motion!”

A large crowd instantly knelt within the hall.

They were not requesting; they were forcing a decision.

The existence of this child touched everyone's nerves.

Upon the Dragon Throne, the Great Jun Divine Lord closed his eyes, expressionless. No one knew what he was thinking.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, which held only coldness.

He did not say a word.

He simply gave a light wave of his hand toward the Second Prince.

The Second Prince was ecstatic and immediately understood his father's meaning.

He turned abruptly, a sinister smile appearing on his face.

“Men!”

“Follow this Prince... to the Cold Palace!”

...Outside the dilapidated Cold Palace.

The Second Prince led a team of fierce Imperial Guard experts, surrounding the place so tightly that not even water could leak through.

Killing intent was plain on everyone's faces.

He looked at the worn palace gates, his eyes full of disdain and satisfaction.

Jun Qianle, you bitch.

Back then you were high and mighty; when did you ever look directly at me, your Second Imperial Uncle?

Now, your time of death has come.

And that bastard of yours—I will personally crush him to death before your very eyes.

He straightened his robes, preparing to give the order.

He wanted all the people in the Divine Capital to see how he cleared the shame for the Divine Dynasty.

“By order of the Divine Lord, cle—”

Before he could finish his sentence...

“Waa—!”

A loud cry of a newborn, without any warning, drifted out from that deathly silent palace.

That crying was clear, resonant, and overflowing with the aura of life, actually drowning out all surrounding noises.

Outside the Cold Palace, it instantly became unusually quiet, the atmosphere eerie.

The Second Prince's raised hand froze in mid-air.

The killing intent on the faces of all the Imperial Guards stiffened.

Born.

That child who shouldn't exist.

That bastard spurned by the entire Divine Dynasty.

Had entered the world.