Chapter 450: Divine Child's Identity Shocks the Divine Hall

After eating the leaves, Qing Qiu suddenly felt a surge of doubt and looked suspiciously at Xu Qing and the Captain. The scene felt somewhat familiar to her, reminding her of the detestable Ghost Hand and Mad Dog. However, recalling how the Black Heavens Divine Son had treated her, she dismissed the idea. After all, Ghost Hand and she despised each other, and he would never show mercy if he had the chance to kill her.

As Qing Qiu pondered, Xu Qing looked up at the leaves, licked his lips, and was about to pluck another one. However, the Ten-Intestine Tree was now shaking too violently; its trunk, extending high into the sky, swayed and rocked, stirring up strong winds that swept in all directions. Seeing this, Xu Qing reluctantly gave up the idea.

At that moment, the Captain turned to Qing Qiu and smiled. "Do you want this good fortune too? Fine, considering... *cough*, we'll include you in a moment." With that, the Captain waved his hand, produced the Evil Ghost Scythe, and tossed it directly to Qing Qiu.

Qing Qiu's mind reeled. After catching the scythe, she felt the wailing of the evil ghost echoing in her mind. She then looked at the Captain and Xu Qing. Xu Qing waved his right hand and threw Qing Qiu's storage bag to her. Qing Qiu's breathing hitched slightly. She grabbed the storage bag, quickly retrieved a mask from it, and put it back on her face. As her mind settled, her suspicion about Xu Qing and the Captain's identities resurfaced. After silently questioning the evil ghost without success, she suddenly spoke.

"Who exactly are you?"

"How dare you speak to my Divine Son that way," the Captain glared.

Xu Qing sighed helplessly and coughed, signaling the Captain to stop joking. The Captain chuckled, then stopped speaking. He jumped onto the Ten-Intestine Tree, turned to wave at Xu Qing, and then leaped further up.

Ning Yan, standing nearby, froze for a moment. Doubt flickered in his eyes as he watched the Captain and Xu Qing's figures, sinking into contemplation. However, before he could think for long, the vine tied to his stomach was tugged, and his body was involuntarily pulled along with the Captain. A wave of sorrowful indignation immediately overwhelmed his doubt, filling Ning Yan's mind.

Xu Qing's expression remained unchanged. He flashed forward, stepped onto the Ten-Intestine Tree, and quickly ascended. Qing Qiu gritted her teeth and followed quickly.

As the True Immortal Ten-Intestine Tree's awakening aura intensified and its swaying grew more violent, the four quickly ascended along a single trunk, reaching a height of one hundred *zhang*. From this vantage point, they could look down and see the jungle below, but the height was clearly still insufficient to view the distant edge of the jungle.

As he was observing, Xu Qing suddenly felt an itch on the back of his right hand. When his gaze fell upon it, his pupils suddenly constricted. On the back of his right hand, a small bump had appeared, with a slit on it. The moment Xu Qing looked, this slit suddenly opened. It was an eye! Its gaze was profound, meeting Xu Qing's.

Simultaneously, similar changes appeared on Qing Qiu's body behind him; eyes grew on her arm. The Captain experienced the same, with eyes appearing amidst the hair at the back of his head. Ning Yan fared slightly better, but bumps appeared all over his body, seemingly poised to transform into eyes soon.

"That's it, the Bis-Eye Calamity has truly appeared!" The Captain laughed loudly, and when he turned to Xu Qing, his eyes gleamed with madness. "Little A'Qing, the good fortune your Senior Brother told you about earlier is about to manifest!"

As he transmitted his voice, the Captain raised his hand, bit down on the newly grown eye on his arm, swallowed it with a crunch, and continued forward, chewing it as he went. This sight caused Ning Yan immense discomfort. It seemed to trigger some unpleasant memories, and his sorrowful indignation intensified.

Xu Qing looked at the eye on the back of his hand. His internal poison-forbidden power spread, and instantly the eye turned black, rotting and blinding it. Then, with an expressionless face, he raised his left hand, and a dagger appeared, poking into the rotting flesh. He twisted the dagger, digging out that piece of flesh. To prevent anything more bizarre from happening, he didn't discard it but instead put it into his storage bag.

Having done this, Xu Qing continued forward. Eyes continuously grew on his body, only to successively die under the effects of his poison elixir, which he then meticulously dug out one by one. Gradually, the number and speed at which eyes grew increased, and the wounds on his body became more numerous.

Xu Qing frowned, noticing an explosive increase in both the speed and quantity of the emerging eyes. In an instant, over a hundred bumps appeared on his body, quickly forming into eyes. Within seven or eight breaths, Xu Qing's arms, thighs, chest, back, neck, and even his face were covered in eyes.

As the eyes appeared, his Sea of Consciousness also became chaotic, acquiring a number of inexplicable souls. These souls were identical to his own, as if they were originally part of his body. However, their expressions varied: some were ferocious, others wept, some laughed loudly, others wailed, some were decisive, and others were cowardly. Feeling these souls within his Sea of Consciousness, Xu Qing's expression darkened. He realized that with each new eye, an additional wisp of soul appeared in his Sea of Consciousness. These souls, though unable to possess a body, each contained a distinct personality, acting like independent personas attempting to merge with and influence his own soul. If they succeeded, Xu Qing would become a madman with countless personalities.

By this point, the Captain was also covered in eyes, as was Qing Qiu. Only Ning Yan remained relatively normal. No eyes appeared on his body from beginning to end; instead, only clusters of bumps grew. Although slits appeared on them, his skin was too tough, preventing the eyes from opening. Later, countless bumps even overlapped, yet still couldn't open. Many eyes were suffocated and spontaneously dissipated.

After discerning the unique nature of these souls, Xu Qing didn't hesitate. The Ghost Emperor Mountain within his Sea of Consciousness instantly emitted a suppressive force, crashing down upon the newly appearing souls. Xu Qing's Ghostly Path-Seizing Art inherently absorbed some of the enemy's spiritual impurities when acquiring their golden core, and the Ghost Emperor Mountain's purpose was to suppress these. Now, as light shone, all the personality souls that had appeared in Xu Qing's Sea of Consciousness collapsed in waves. Their collapse unexpectedly brought considerable benefits to Xu Qing, rapidly nourishing and strengthening his own soul.

This discovery made all the eyes on Xu Qing's body gleam. He simply stopped using poison and instead allowed the eyes to grow freely. The others handled the situation differently from Xu Qing, yet their methods were equally ingenious. The Captain initially raised his hand to eat the eyes, but as they multiplied, he somehow manifested countless large mouths all over his body. These mouths constantly moved, devouring one eye after another. Ning Yan remained as before; most of the bumps on his body suffocated themselves, apparently unable to form personality souls. This greatly intrigued the Captain, who, holding the trembling Ning Yan by the vine, pulled him closer and began studying him as they walked.

As for Qing Qiu... she didn't try to deal with them at all. Personalities were a great boon for her; her Blood Intent Realm inherently required them. At this moment, her eyes gleamed with an unusual light, and her breathing was slightly rapid, clearly having gained astonishing benefits. An aura even began to emanate from her, surprising Xu Qing.

However, the emergence of eyes eventually reached its limit. After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, when they reached a height of eight hundred *zhang*, eyes stopped forming. Xu Qing felt a touch of regret. As his poison path dispersed, he instantly became covered in blood. Hundreds of eyes rotted, turning into black liquid that streamed down.

It was at this precise moment that the Captain, leading the way, came to a halt. He looked around, then made some quick calculations with his fingers. Then, to everyone's changing expressions, he actually raised his hand and sliced open his own stomach, took out an intestine, tore off a section, and threw it onto the tree trunk at his feet. The moment it touched, the Captain's intestine merged into the tree trunk. He then turned to Xu Qing, his eyes shining brightly.

Xu Qing was silent for two breaths, then calmly sliced open his own stomach with a knife, severed a section of intestine, and threw it onto the tree trunk. As the intestine was absorbed, the Captain turned expectantly to Qing Qiu. Beneath her mask, Qing Qiu's expression remained hidden, but she eventually turned her head away, choosing not to cut her intestine. The Captain seemed a little disappointed. Ning Yan, standing nearby, gasped again. Even after all the bizarre events he had witnessed, he still found these two members of the Black Heavens race to be utterly insane.

For on the rest of the journey, he watched as these two members of the Black Heavens race cut off a section of intestine and integrated it into the tree trunk almost every hundred *zhang*. As he looked at the seemingly endless branches, a profound sense of absurdity welled up in his mind. "Are their intestines even enough? What if they run out and come for mine? Well, it doesn't matter, they probably can't cut me open... No, that Black Heavens race member is too dangerous; he might have other ways to get my intestines." Ning Yan's mind was in turmoil, and he grew increasingly mournful.

And so, the group continued their ascent along one of the True Immortal Ten-Intestine Tree's "intestine trees." Time passed without them noticing. Dawn arrived, and the first rays of sun rose between heaven and earth. From a distance, it looked as if the horizon was ablaze with fire.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the sky, far from their location, a wind swept across the land in the capital city of the Saint Lan Tribe's Heavenwind Dynasty. The sky there wasn't witnessing a sunrise, but rather bathed in the red glow of a sunset. Amidst this brilliant red glow, a black light suddenly erupted from the city's central altar, spreading across the entire capital and shooting straight into the sky. This black light contained supreme power, capable of devouring all light, all laws, and refining all brightness. The previously bright sky was covered over a vast area by this black light. From afar, it resembled a black stain on the firmament, with remnants of the red sunset still visible within.

Beneath the black stain, at the location of the altar, stood a divine temple. This was the Black Heavens Divine Temple! A bell chimed from within the temple, resonating with an ancient aura, as if echoing through the annals of time. Simultaneously, the black stain in the sky slowly transformed into a gigantic face of the Black Heavens race. This was an elder of the Black Heavens race. His hair had turned white, his skin was deeply wrinkled, and the lingering red glow was absorbed by him to form his eyelids.

His appearance caused all the Saint Lan Tribe members throughout Heavenwind Royal City to tremble, compelling them to kneel one by one, their faces filled with awe. The Emperor of the Heavenwind Dynasty in the imperial palace, along with all his princes and ministers, did the same, bowing their heads and respectfully kneeling towards the sky. The moment they knelt, the face formed by the black stain in the sky slowly opened its eyes as the red glow swirled around it. Its eyes held a profound depth, faintly revealing countless flowing Dao marks. The black stain blurred as well, as if countless overlapping shadows from different times converged upon this single face.

Moreover, in the sky around it, countless small worlds formed and then dissipated, creating a series of astonishing phenomena. Ultimately, these small worlds served as nourishment, transforming into countless wisps of black qi, trillions in number, boundless and swirling. They spread around the black stain, devouring light, forming blurred mountains and rivers, indistinct land, and even living beings. From afar, all of this seemed to have transformed into a true grand world existing at the very edge of the heavens. However, this grand world was still in its embryonic stage and not yet stable. One could imagine that if this grand world were to ever truly stabilize, it would be carried upon someone's shoulders. Such an existence, upon descending into the world, would no longer be a mere Ruin, but... a living Embodied God!

Heaven and earth fell silent. All beings in the capital bowed their heads. After a long while, an ancient voice echoed throughout the imperial city.

"Tianfeng Zi."

"Present!" responded the Emperor of Heavenwind from within the imperial palace, his voice deferential.

"Go forth and welcome the Divine Son!"

"We obey the Divine Decree of Black Heavens!"

The Emperor of Heavenwind, his heart greatly stirred, spoke in a deep voice. In that moment, the wind between heaven and earth... intensified.