"Dig it out?" Tianming shook his head. "The roots are already inside your organs. That won't remove them." Despite saying that, he took out Godsin. It was the sharpest weapon in his possession and as thin as a cicada's wings. The most troubling part right now was that the old gods' blood was far too mysterious. There were no records of what it was, so they didn't know what was happening to Qingyu, nor did they know what the consequences of their tampering would be. The only thing he could feel good about was that Sovereign Starfeather had called it a blessing. It had its side effects, but it was no doubt a blessing. Even so, that bulge looked like a...