Refining the Mountains and Rivers

Zhao Qianyuan's dragon spear drew a cold path through the air, piercing into Han Sheng's chest. The destructive strength contained within erupted from the spear point, instantly sweeping through his entire body.

Han Sheng's five fingers grasped forward. Although he was less than an inch away from Zhao Qianyun, he couldn't move even a tiny bit closer.

The dragon spear slowly faded away before disappearing. Han Sheng's corpse fell down, but before it struck the ground, it turned into endless powder that scattered across the earth.

Meanwhile, facing Leng Feng nearby was another Zhao Qianyuan. This Zhao Qianyuan thrust out his hand and the dragon spear reappeared in his grasp.

The spear point trembled within an incredibly small rage. It ignored Leng Feng's potent defenses and pierced in between his eyebrows, causing a spray of red and white goo to emerge from the back of his head.

Then, the two Zhao Qianyuans burst apart like bubbles, instantly vanishing from sight. Next, his figure appeared where he was initially. His dragon spear was still stabbed into the ground as if from the very start he hadn't even moved a single inch.

However, Leng Feng and Han Sheng who had become even stronger after undergoing demonization had actually died beneath his hands.

Shua -

Zhao Qianyuan drew out his spear and stood straight. He looked up, his eyes deep and profound as if they could contain all the stars in the skies.

He lifted his spear and pointed it towards the ancient tree monster. Slowly, his aura began to rise, a little bit at a time, as if he were an ancient vicious beast slowly awakening from hibernation. The dragon spear in his hand began to turn pure gold in color, as if it were forged entirely from gold. Then, scales started to appear on the spear shaft, wrapping all around it. It was like the shaft had become a dragon's head and the spear point a dragon fang!

In the next instant, a resonant dragon's cry reverberated through the world. A large golden dragon flew out from within Zhao Qianyuan's body, circling around as it broke into the skies. At this moment, Zhao Qianyuan's aura had reached the pinnacle. Where his spear pointed, countless cracks appeared in space as if the world was a glass surface that was being shattered.

All around, countless monster tree puppets froze in place. Then they began to slowly disintegrate, turning into endless dust.

…

Within the ancient tree monster, there was a wooden house.

The Sage had a dignified expression. The praise had vanished from his eyes, replaced by a tinge of dread.

Before, he had always regarded Zhao Qianyuan as simply a rising star of the demonic path.

If he truly wished to grow, he would still need a period of time.

But now, the Sage could feel a threat coming from Zhao Qianyuan's body. Even though it was only a tiny bit, this was still unbelievable. It had to be known that as the Sage of the monster race, he was the one that guided the direction forward for his people. While he might not be the strongest member of his race, he actually possessed an energy that feared no one.

If he felt threatened, that meant Zhao Qianyuan had the ability to harm him. If he didn't feel this himself, he would never have believed it.

This junior had actually already comprehended the true meaning of the world.

The Sage's eyes turned icy cold. He even felt some joy, joy that he met Zhao Qianyuan here today. Otherwise, if he allowed him to freely grow, it wouldn't be too long before the monster race gained another terrifying enemy.

Luckily, he would die here today.

…

Blue Cloud stood high above, her white dress fluttering in the wind. Her elegance was like that of an immortal fairy dancing in the skies, and as her beautiful eyebrows lightly pressed together, there was a bit of wonder and praise on her face.

"He is indeed worthy of being a Scion of the Demonic Path; he is an unsurpassed proud son of heaven with the potential to suppress this era. He is even stronger than I imagined."

She fell silent for a moment. Regret flashed in her eyes, but the corners of her lips curved up in an incomparably gentle and gorgeous smile.

This was because soon enough, everything that this chosen pride of heaven possessed would all be hers. While she might not be able to inherit everything, just a part of it would be enough to allow her to advance to the next step.

At that time, her future would be even brighter and there would be no one capable of comparing with her. She might even reach an unprecedented boundary within the monster race, becoming the first one to truly leave the world.

…

Qin Yu had a dignified expression. Although he had made numerous estimations of Zhao Qianyuan's strength, the truth still surpassed his expectations.

If they were engaged in a life or death struggle, what would his chances of victory be?

Qin Yu shook his head, suppressing this ill-timed thought. If the two of them couldn't withdraw from this land then they would both be buried here.

Zhao Qianyuan had already erupted with his strongest strength without any reservation.

How could he continue to maintain his own silence?

He took one step forward and his robes suddenly began flapping all around him, his black hair whipping back into the wind!

His aura was like an erupting volcano, climbing, climbing, continuously climbing!

Five Element Nascent Souls, superimposing their strength!

Five Element Mountain secret art!

Sovereign rank Demon Body!

Blue Sea third level…fourth level…seventh…ninth…

It still wasn't enough!

Qin Yu roared out loud, "Strength of the Burning Heavens!"

Burn his blood.

Burn his magic power.

Burn his life!

Without scruples, in that instant he completely exploded with the strength granted to him by the demonic altar.

Blue Sea tenth level…Blue Sea peak…Blue Sea perfection…

Qin Yu's aura seemed to break through some kind of limit, suddenly giving birth to a feeling as if he were one with the world.

Zhao Qianyuan's pupils shrank before he composed himself. He really hadn't read him wrong…this Yao Bin…he didn't have full confidence in defeating him!

But at this time, the stronger he was the better it was. If the two of them joined forces, they really might be able to fight this battle.

If they could cut down the ancient tree monster…a dreadful fighting spirit raged in his eyes!

…

The Sage shivered. He looked up, his eyes red with anger. "This world, how can it be so unfair? The demonic path has given birth to Zhao Qianyuan, someone with the potential to suppress this era. Now it wishes to grant them a second unsurpassed proud son of heaven!

"Since ancient times, my monster race has gone through tribulations and catastrophes without end. Countless tribes have almost gone extinct and only by retreating into the cold frozen north were we able to barely maintain our existences. If such a proud son of heaven was born to my race, we wouldn't have been reduced to such a state.

"I hate! I hate this world for being biased! I hate this world for treating my monster race lineage so harshly! Since the world won't accommodate my monster race, then we can only desperately struggle to stand! These two proud sons of heaven from the demonic path must die here today. I will use them as a sacrifice and establish the foundation for the future 10,000 generations of my monster race!"

Roars filled with anger and hate constantly echoed out from the wooden house.

…

Blue Cloud silently laughed to herself. She never thought that the heavens would be so kind to her. They had already sent her a Zhao Qianyuan, now they were going to send her a second peerless proud son of heaven!

If she could seize the good fortune of these two people…her eyes brightened. She placed a finger between her eyebrows on a lotus flower, passing a message to the Sage. No matter what, these two people had to stay here.

…

Within the crown of the ancient tree monster, amidst the branches that shielded out the skies, the handsome youth within the 'embryo' revealed an excited expression.

To step through the barrier of yin and yang and reverse the will of the heavens, even if he had made countless preparations and acc.u.mulations, he still didn't underestimate this task.

The smallest accident and the plan he had been laying out for innumerable years would be water escaping through his fingers. But right now, two people had appeared in front of him and they were the greatest nourishing tonic.

Today, his chances of success were originally only 50%. But now, it would jump all the way to 80%, so how could he not be pleasantly surprised?

As for the death of all the demonized cultivators and the fact that the monster tree puppets weren't able to stop these two, the reviving Monster Race Great Emperor didn't care about that at all.

This was because he wanted to personally suppress these two people and plunder all their strength for himself.

The handsome youth's eyes flashed with ridicule. When some people finally discovered that he could utilize a portion of his original strength, he wandered what their faces would look like.

He was truly looking forward to it!

Bang -

Within the crown of the tree, countless branches and roots slowly split open like a blooming flower. The handsome youth slowly stood up.

On his immaculate and n.a.k.e.d body, a robe appeared. At the same time, a vast and enormous dignity swept outwards.

Wherever I go, I am the king. My thoughts change and the skies collapse and the earth shatters. My intent is the intent of the heavens!

This was prestige and terror so great that it was hard to explain.

"You two will be my sacrifice."

Each syllable from between his lips was ancient and profound, containing a transcendent pressure. It was like a million mountains falling down on one's mind, causing one to instinctually bow their heads. If this were any other cultivator, these words alone would have caused their minds to fall into illusion.

But the two people that stood here today were the most outstanding juniors within the demonic path. Even if the Monster Race Great Emperor was in his prime he still might not be able to capture their wills. Moreover, he was currently in the weakest condition of breaking through the barrier of yin and yang.

Whether it was Zhao Qianyuan or Qin Yu, their complexions changed for a moment before they composed themselves. Their auras continuously tumbled around their bodies, even stronger than before.

The handsome youth was expressionless, as if he didn't care about this at all. "Since you aren't willing to offer yourselves up for sacrifice, then I will personally seize all that you have for my own rebirth!"

He lifted a hand and grasped forward.

Qin Yu's complexion changed. At this time, he felt as if his entire being was separated from the heavens and earth, without a single point of contact to the world. Then, an invisible aura arrived, intruding into his body like an infinite cold, freezing his flesh and blood.

He couldn't resist it. In fact, he couldn't even find a way to resist this strength.

Qin Yu could clearly feel his strength flowing out. He was like a water bag that had been pierced through, slowly emptying out into the wind.

This strength was not just his magic power but also his soul aura, his supernatural arts, and even his blood vitality.

At this moment, Qin Yu was like an ice sculpture. Even if others wanted to kill him and plunder him, there was nothing he could do to fight back.

The little blue lamp, the Cosmic Seacross Bell, the purple moon, the blue sun in his dantian…he lost connection to all of his cards.

After a moment of panic, Qin Yu determined that he could only rely on himself. If he didn't fight back, he would soon lose everything and die.

"Calm down! Calm down!

"The ancient tree monster was formerly the Monster Race Great Emperor. Even at his zenith, it wouldn't have been easy for him to lift a hand and deprive a Blue Sea cultivator of everything.

"My complete strength is frozen right now and I cannot mobilize it at all. If so, all that I can rely on is my will."

Qin Yu's eyes brightened as if he had grasped onto some key clue. "Yes, it is my will! My strength is what I obtained from when I was low and weak, when I gradually climbed up and acc.u.mulated it. It is my dependence and also the reflection of all my life's struggles. Every tiny bit of my strength is marked by me and my efforts. There is no one that can deprive me of it.

"Because my strength can only be controlled by me!"

At this moment, Qin Yu's spiritual awareness and will became thoroughly concentrated. There was a loud explosion in his mind, as if some kind of transformation had occurred. Then, he discovered that there was an inexplicable connection with his deprived strength. Even if it were far away, even if he was separated from it by rivers and mountains, this connection still couldn't be severed.

The cold chill permeating his body retreated like a falling tide. The state of being isolated from the world was broken.

Qin Yu took a deep breath. All of the strength that flew out from his body returned at an even faster speed, fusing back into one whole.

It was richer and fuller, more tenacious, more unbreakable than before!

Bang -

A heaven-soaring aura erupted. It was endlessly sharp and overbearing, as if it could tear through the world in an instant.

Zhao Qianyuan held his dragon spear in hand. His pupils were incomparably bright. His eyes locked onto the handsome youth floating in the crown of the massive tree, nothing else in his field of vision.

"Die!"

With a loud shout, the dragon spear thrust forward.

This stab was extremely slow. But, amazement appeared in the eyes of the handsome youth.

The handsome youth lifted his hand. Two fingers pointed forwards and pressed together. The dazzling golden spear point fell in between the two fingers.

It was infinitely sharp, capable of piercing through a thousand mountains and rivers. But caught between these two fair and clear fingers, it couldn't move even half an inch forward anymore.

The handsome youth smiled. "You are strong. Very strong. If you had enough time, your achievements might even have surpassed my own. But what a pity, your destiny is lacking. You are destined to die here today."

Zhao Qianyun held onto the end of the dragon spear. His eyes shined like two brilliantly burning stars.

Roar -

Above his head, the circling golden dragon dove down from the skies, instantly fusing into the dragon spear. Then, like a soul entering a body, the aura that the dragon spear released began to rapidly and crazily climb. The dazzling golden light began to turn into blazing golden flames.

Zhao Qianyuan spat out a mouthful of blood. As the blood fell onto the dragon spear, a trace of red began to appear within the golden flames, adding a deeper slaughter intent within the dignity.

The handsome youth's two fingers trembled. A trace of surprise appeared in his eyes. He watched as the place where his fingers came into contact with the dragon spear was burned black.

It had to be known that this mortal body was condensed from the pure essence of his main body and had a tyrannical demonic strength fused with it. Although it wasn't fully mature, it should still be indestructible.

To be able to injure his mortal body…the handsome youth's eyes suddenly turned white, without the smallest impurity within. There was nothing but a cold and desolate silence.

He looked at Zhao Qianyuan and raised an eyebrow. Then, he looked at the dragon spear and his gaze finally turned to praise.

"So it is two souls that do not belong to this world. One has its own body and the other has become the primordial spirit of a treasure. Yet, both can perfectly fuse together. I really am curious, just where do you come from? And how did you accomplish this?"

The smile reappeared on the handsome youth's face. "I am much more interested in you, because I have discovered there might be secrets hidden on your body that I wish to know.

"Then, please remain and become a part of this Emperor. To help me truly return to this world, contribute all of your strength."

He released his fingers. When the dragon spear fell, he grabbed onto it and pulled.

But this pull caused the handsome youth's smile to stiffen. Because the dragon spear in his hand had faded into nothingness.

As if it was only a projection and after exhausting all of its strength, it naturally dissipated.

He looked up, his eyes as cold as lightning. A terrifying aura descended, locking out all the space around him.

Zhao Qianyuan's expression didn't change. He rubbed his chest and slightly bowed. Then he turned to Qin Yu, "Brother Yao, I am sorry but you and I cannot kill the Monster Emperor. So, I will leave first." As he spoke his entire figure faded away, turning into traces of mist that vanished, just like the dragon spear.

The handsome youth's complexion paled. He roared out loud and the entire ancient tree monster violently trembled. The earth shook and rumbled and countless roots crazily tore through the earth, even causing cracks to appear in space.

But these actions didn't force Zhao Qianyuan to reappear. That Scion of the demonic path had already concealed the truth from everyone and had retreated far away.

Thinking about how he faced the reviving Monster Race Great Emperor today, one couldn't help but cheer for Zhao Qianyuan's methods.

But right now, Qin Yu really didn't have any intention of cheering. His lips moved, letting loose a long litany of curses.

Zhao Qianyuan this bastard scoundrel, he had made a clean escape but had dumped him here alone. Qin Yu felt the increasingly terrifying aura of this Monster Race Great Emperor who had died already but was actually unwilling to die, and he sighed inwardly. He really had taken the blame for others.