Deducing Godhood from the Fetal Stage

Chapter 52

But in the end, He was merely a divine passage that opened a portal; He wasn't even an incarnation.

No matter how angry He is, this is still the Fifth Astral Plane, the territory of the human race.

One sword.

The thick shadows in the living room, the dancing tentacles, and even the churning black water beneath the floor all vanished like boiling water poured on snow in the golden light of that sword strike.

Zhang Fan knelt on the spot.

The maniacal smile on his face was still frozen, but his eyes had lost their luster. The shadowy tentacles that had grown from his body had now turned into pools of filthy slime, flowing down his body.

"Thump."

He fell forward, burying his face in the filth flowing from his own body, and then fell silent.

died.

Above his body, a dark red mass was suspended, constantly twisting and tumbling.

It has no substance, no physical form, yet Jiang Yun can still perceive it.

It exudes a nauseatingly sweet and pungent odor, and inside it seems there are countless painful faces wailing and tearing apart. These are the "achievements" he has collected and refined over the years, but has not yet had the chance to offer as a sacrifice to Aksero.

It wasn't just Wang Qian, or just those students; there were over a hundred victims.

Jiang Yun gripped the sword, the golden-white light on its blade rapidly fading, transforming back into the shape of a fruit knife before falling to the ground with a thud.

He felt a wave of dizziness and exhaustion, as if all the strength in his body had been drained by that sword strike.

A glimmer of golden light emanated from his heart.

It was that black and gold butterfly, its jagged gold spots on its wings standing out brightly in the dimly lit living room. It circled the dark red ball of fruit twice, then gracefully landed inside.

The moment they made contact, a sudden change occurred.

The black on the butterfly's wings, like ink stains washed away by water, quickly faded and dissolved.

Those dark red, painful impurities, as if encountering their nemesis, evaporated and dissipated in the golden light.

Instead, it is a clear, warm azure blue.

In just a few breaths, that unsettling mass of merit transformed into a fist-sized, crystal-clear sapphire.

The butterflies, like moths drawn to a flame, turned into specks of light and disappeared into the air.

"Buzz—"

A warm, surging, yet incredibly gentle energy exploded within Jiang Yun's womb! It surged wildly into his still-developing limbs and bones, while the budding lotus flower of his life soul began to spin rapidly.

[Dao Hui: 114→187]

[Meteorite Bone: Beginner (33%) → Expert (12%)]

[Target: Destiny Martial Embryo (Blue): Upgrading 5%...6%...]

The fetus is rapidly upgrading and transforming!

External manifestations are more intuitive.

Ling Jiu's previously slightly protruding belly has now visibly swelled to a full size! The curve has become more pronounced beneath her loose sweater. And it's still getting bigger.

"Well……"

Just then, a strong, deep-seated throbbing and panic surged into Jiang Yun's consciousness, following the bond between mother and child.

The mother regained consciousness!

Her consciousness is breaking free from the deep sleep induced by Aksero and is about to take back control of the body.

The moment he unleashed that sword strike, the burning resentment and the desire to kill found an outlet in his heart.

The thought was clear.

He relaxed his control over his body, his consciousness receding like the tide into the warm amniotic fluid, feeling the comfort and drowsiness brought by that immense energy.

So tired... I want to sleep...

Ling Jiu suddenly opened her eyes.

My vision was initially blurry, then cleared. Before me lay an unfamiliar, dimly lit ceiling, reeking of blood and acrid burning. Beneath me was a cold, sticky floor.

where am I?

"Miss, well done. You actually managed to obtain a trace of the will of the Divine Lord Xuanjing. If the family knew, they might start to value you more."

Wei Yun's voice came from the side.

Well done...?

She paused for a moment, stunned by the sight of wreckage and signs of battle scattered all around.

Did I make these?

Is the inheritance of Lord Xuanjing really something I can comprehend?

Before she could think it through, she felt a great weakness in her body. The fetus in her womb was frantically absorbing her energy, and she could barely stand.

Fearing she might hurt the baby, she instinctively sought help from Wei Yun.

"Miss," Wei Yun hugged her, "I'll take you away."

Before she finished speaking, she made a light sweeping motion in the air with her other hand.

The space twisted and folded again. The bloody scene in the living room receded and blurred rapidly, like a faded oil painting.

……

At the same time, at the side gate of Jiangcheng University, at a fast food restaurant.

Cheng Feng stuffed the last bite of his hamburger into his mouth, took a big gulp of cola, and mumbled to Jiang Rang sitting opposite him, "Let's go see it again later. I just feel like..."

Jiang Rang hummed in response, his gaze fixed on the deep night outside the window, lost in thought.

Sudden--

The two of them almost simultaneously put down what they were holding, turned their heads sharply, and looked towards a certain location in the southeast direction of the city.

An indescribable, heart-pounding energy surge crashed over us like a tangible wave, even from several kilometers away!

It's not just strength, but a kind of lofty and inviolable will, as if it wants to cleanse the world of all filth.

"This energy level...divine energy!"

Cheng Feng's expression changed drastically. He stood up abruptly, the chair legs scraping against the floor with a screeching sound. "Damn it, when did this thing sneak in?!"

While frantically calling for backup on his phone, he opened the car door and sped off in that direction with Jiang Rang.

Both of them were moving at top speed, and within minutes they had arrived at that area.

The door was ajar.

Pushing open the door, a bloody hell lay before you. The floor was covered with a uniform layer of grayish-white ash, as if a thorough yet gentle burning had just taken place.

Cheng Feng's pupils suddenly contracted.

A kneeling, dissected female corpse. Dishes resembling human flesh on the coffee table. An obese man kneeling dead beside her. And on the floor, a man kneeling as if in a position of atonement.

"This button looks like his."

Jiang Rang opened the photo on his phone and compared it with Zhang Fan's corpse.

"Damn, the inspections are almost finished! Who got arrested first?!"

Cheng Feng squatted down, picked up a bit of ash with his fingers, sniffed it, and his expression changed. "A very strong aura of an evil god, it's Aksero."

"That's good, it saves anyone else from suffering."

Jiang Rang stood in the center of the living room, his eyes slightly closed.

His senses were far sharper than Cheng Feng's; he sensed... a sword intent.

Cold, sharp, yet carrying a compassionate resolve.

Cut off the pain, cleanse the filth.

Jiang Rang spoke in a low voice, as if talking to himself, yet also as if answering Cheng Feng.

"Bearing the blessing of the Dao Lord... no, the Dao Sovereign level."

After a long while, he opened his eyes, his gaze filled with horror. "It was actually the sword intent of Divine Lord Xuanjing."

Cheng Feng gasped: "You mean, in Jiangcheng City, besides the known few, when did we get another person who can inherit the Dao Lord's sword intent?"

"Otherwise, there's no way to explain it. Dao Lord's Cai Zhaoxuan is hanging in the sky, so it's impossible for a Dao Lord-level being to come down at will. And the power that can sever the divine passage must be a Dao Lord-level or higher inheritance."

Jiang Rang explained, then his gaze fell on a certain spot, and his eyes narrowed.

That was a flower knot tied with a colorful rope.

The opponent seemed careless during the fight, so much so that it casually fell to the ground.