Calamity Stirred, Tribulation Rose; a Fair Exchange (End)

In the misty waters, did Qin Xing's desperate howl ring out? Guiyan could not be sure. The only certainty was that, at this point, the Demon Lord Huiyuan's dharma form had not only finally taken shape, but had swelled a full tenfold in size, towering between heaven and earth, occupying the very heart of the boundary between form and spirit. It summoned wind and rain, its reach spreading from there through the entirety of form and spirit. Every thought, whether already born, yet to be born, or destined to emerge only in the distant future, would follow this established core law, rooted in it and attached to it, without exception. This was the demon seed, a hub that governed the birth and death of thoughts and even controlled changes in the body. From this day forward, the name Qin Xing would no longer hold meaning. The accurate definition was "the Demon Lord Huiyuan's Heavenly Demon Kin." Having seen enough, Guiyan had to withdraw completely. In truth, as he sat in Bright Hall Palace and was deeply linked to the Demon Lord Huiyuan's aura, he would not be regarded as an "outsider." Yet the Demon Lord Huiyuan's power, raging like gale-driven waves, was passing through him to bestow "grace" upon this newly accepted kin. The "Qin Xing" tempered by heavenly tribulation had seen the upper limit of the power he could contain soar by far more than tenfold, and the pressure on Guiyan had likewise increased by more than tenfold. Within Guiyan's Black Forest system, just as with Qin Xing before, floodwaters surged sky-high, threatening to drown the entire realm of form and spirit. Nourished by the Demon Lord Huiyuan's power, all the demonic thoughts Guiyan had accumulated over his lifetime roiled up. Information from the moment he had begun to