Refining the Mountains and Rivers

Less than a hundred miles away from where Qin Yu slayed the three monsters, a figure stood high in the air. He seemed to be condensed from countless pure rays of light, like a bright and radiant sun.

At this time he pointed out a finger. Rays of light shot out from his fingertip, weaving together into a net that covered the mass of shadows in front of him.

Faintly, one could see a tall and slender figure in the darkness. She wildly attacked the net but couldn't escape.

Her low and coarse voice was slightly twisted with anger. "Saint, do you know what you are doing? Once the Divine Seat learns of this, he will not show mercy!"

The figure formed from rays of light let out a breezy laugh. One could almost see his shoulders shudder and his lips curve with humor.

"You are just a sinner who has luckily managed to not die. You dare to threaten me? After today, I will have you kneel before me, allowing me to take what I want."

Looking up, the Saint's eyes veered towards the direction where the sun and moon phantoms were going. He smiled in satisfaction.

It seemed that he had already found the true key to locate the holy relic. It had been worthwhile for him to help that young man and suppress this sinful attendant here.

Go, open up a path for me, one that leads straight to the holy relic. At that time I will fuse it into my body and be reborn.

After that, who would care about the Ji Family that had ruled over the Western Tomb for hundreds of thousands of years? They would still have to crawl on their knees before him and hand over all the authority they wielded.

For this goal, the Saint had prepared for tens of thousands of years. Everything that he had endured and waited for, all of his patience, would blossom and bear fruit today!

…

At some unknown time, the skies above had darkened. This was a darkness that was pure black without any impurities at all. It was like the mouth of a great monster that had opened up, ready to swallow everything!

Qin Yu could feel a terrifying threat coming from the pitch black skies up above. A cloudy and humid breath seemed to linger on his ears. It was as if a pair of cold eyes was floating alongside his face and he could see them as long as he turned his head.

But right now, Qin Yu was only silently moving forwards as if he didn't realize any of this. He clearly remembered the warning that Purple Moon had given him - to hurry forward earnestly, to not turn his head, and to not be distracted and lose focus.

The skies grew increasingly black. An inkwell seemed to have fallen over, gradually soaking the word in darkness. It was so dark that a person couldn't see their fingers in front of their eyes.

In this infinite darkness, hushed whispers rose up from all around as if they were in deep discussion. Qin Yu could even feel something that felt like cold tongues sweeping across his hands, his face, and the rest of his body.

His back sank as if someone was riding on him. Then, a laughing child's voice rang out, "Hehe, big brother, won't you stay and play with me?"

When she didn't obtain a response she was clearly angered. "Big brother can you not speak? Answer me! Answer me quickly!"

The sharp cries were like rusty iron needles stabbing into his mind, so painful that it caused him to twitch.

Qin Yu's face paled but he didn't stop moving. Although he couldn't see the sun and moon phantom that guided his way, he could feel their existence.

The little girl's shrill scream echoed in his ears for a long, long time. When she discovered that she had no way of making Qin Yu stop, there was a dull ringing sound and Qin Yu's body lightened. He could still hear her hate-filled voice as it faded away in the darkness. "We will meet again."

Along with these words, this whispers in the darkness as well as those frightening touches disappeared like a falling tide. Then, the darkness gradually thinned away and disappeared. Faint traces of light passed through, as if dawn had arrived.

Without knowing how much time had passed, Qin Yu felt as if he passed through an invisible barrier. Then, the scene in front of him brightened and all sorts of loud noises entered his ears.

Bright and soft light caused him to subconsciously squint his eyes. He looked up. Without warning, an incomparably vast city had entered his field of vision.

…

Shadow Clan compound.

Ji Yun looked at the silent and sullen Zhou Li who was emitting a cold irritation all around her. He sighed inwardly. If she really didn't care about him, why would she be like this? The more exasperated she was, the more it proved that she cared.

He suddenly discovered that he had been underestimating the traces that Qin Yu had left behind in Zhou Li's heart. If that man continued to appear in Zhou Li's heart, the future might not turn out as he hoped.

Fortunately, he wouldn't return after today; he would be buried in the Hell Mystic Realm. The response that came from the Western Tomb was unclear, but Ji Yun had a good understanding of his father and could naturally sense the meaning behind all of this.

But this matter wasn't aimed at Qin Yu to begin with. He was the one who had insisted on going in no matter how many warnings he was given. Even if he died, it would be due to his own choice.

Ji Yun had a clear conscience!

He took a deep breath and calmed his restless mind. Looking at Zhou Li's profile, he revealed a warm and gentle look. He really liked this arrogant, proud, and self-sufficient woman!

…

Radiance Temple's station.

Numerous beauties of various styles gathered together once again. The atmosphere today was much more relaxed and joyful than the last time they convened.

The Hidden Fog Sect's dark star ice serpent spirit beast had suffered dire injuries. According to the intel they received, it was in a half-dying state. This was an incredibly happy surprise!

The Witchcraft Sect had acted out of character and remained silent towards the Hidden Fog Sect. This left Radiance Temple feeling anxious. However, who would have thought that the Blue Origin Sect would suddenly launch a suicidal attack against the Hidden Fog Sect?

Although they still couldn't figure out the reason why, this wasn't important. What was important was that in the arena finals three days from now, no one would be able to resist Radiance Temple!

"Temple Master, the Hidden Fog Sect has enacted a strict blockade of news from within. We have only managed to obtain some vague information. It seems that they still haven't given up on treating the dark star ice serpent." An Elder slowly said. Her long black hair fell across her h.i.p.s, accentuating her incredible beauty.

Another Elder coldly sneered, "It is just a mere three days. Do they still think they can succeed? Those Hidden Fog Sect people are nothing but fools!"

"With such severe injuries, they are already lucky enough that they can preserve the life of the dark star ice serpent. Yet they want to continue attending the arena finals? How laughable!"

The Radiance Temple Master's eyes flashed. She suddenly said, "Within Dragon City, there is a fantastically mystical place. It can slow down the flow of time."

The surroundings fell silent.

The high-level figures all around revealed enlightened expressions, followed by sighs of admiration. The Temple Master was worthy of her position; she had considered the situation far better than they did.

The Elder with the long black hair stood up. "Temple Master, before our sect's spirit beast enters the finals, it will need to rest for some time. I will immediately schedule that place so that our phoenix luan can get the full rest it deserves."

The Radiance Temple Master nodded, "Of course."

In this world, anything was possible. Who dared to say that they had everything in their grasp? All she could do was be as careful and meticulous as possible, eliminating the last hope of the Hidden Fog Sect.

…

Because of the sudden intruder, the large city covered in light looked as if a pause button had been pressed. The various chaotic sounds that filled the air came to a sudden screeching halt.

A farmer carried a pole over his shoulders that supported two bamboo baskets. Lush green vegetables were inside, still wet with drops of morning dew.

Not too far away, a fat middle-aged man dressed up in wealthy garb took out a white silk handkerchief and covered his nose, disgust and loathing in his eyes.

A little closer, there was a large and gorgeously decorated carriage parked to the side. The driver wore a deep blue work outfit. Seemingly because he was bored, he held the reins and stood to the side. Through the white gauze curtains that hung over the carriage windows, one could vaguely see two people sitting inside, one master and one maid.

All sorts of people had turned around, their shock-filled eyes gathering onto Qin Yu. It seemed as if they never expected that an outsider would arrive here.

An old man wearing a wide scholar hat and holding a feather fan stepped forward. He cupped his hands across his chest and said, "Young friend, may I ask where you came from? And what you came for?"

In several breaths of time, countless thoughts raced through Qin Yu's mind. He thought about asking within himself, but his soul space was quiet. For some unknown reason, his three residents were shielded from the outside, so he could only reply to this question himself.

Welcoming the old man's gaze, Qin Yu said, "I came from Dragon City. I came to find the place where the bones are buried."

"Whose bones are buried?"

Qin Yu was silent for a moment. "Where the Ancient is buried."

The feather fan in the old man's hands fell to the ground. Following that, tears began to flow from his old eyes and he looked at Qin Yu with shaking excitement.

"How many years has it been? You've finally arrived. This suffering can finally end!"

Next to the carriage, the seemingly bored driver raised his head. His face was old and shriveled as if a layer of skin had been stretched across his skull. Tears rolled out from his sunken eye sockets.

"Miss! Miss! Did you hear that? We can finally go home!"

Within the carriage, the master and maid behind the white curtains started to hug each other and cry.

The impatient-looking wealthy fat man suddenly leapt a few feet high. He lifted a trembling finger and pointed at Qin Yu. "He came! He came! Hahaha, he finally came!"

The farmer who carried a pole on his shoulders grinned. "I've been waiting for hundreds of thousands of years. I'll finally be able to sell these two baskets of vegetables!"

In front of the city, numerous figures drew back, revealing a road that led straight to the city gates.

"The person from Dragon City has arrived. How come the city gates aren't open yet?" The old scholarly man roared out loud.