Refining the Mountains and Rivers

Suddenly, the holy light that wrapped around Qin Yu began to weaken at an astonishing rate. In the blink of an eye it all contracted into his body.

The viciousness in the Divine Seat's eyes didn't even have time to disappear before he saw Qin Yu appear in front of him, all of the holy light gone.

Hold on. What kind of situation was this?

Hadn't it been decided that he would blow up and die!?

Fused…he had fused…this bastard had actually fused…

Ji Xiangtian felt stuffiness in his chest. All of the strength he had been using to suppress his internal injuries suddenly loosened and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face full of grievance.

What was going on here? A random person had managed to smoothly fuse with the holy light and become the Divine Church's new Saint Son?

"You. Have resentment?"

A boundless and dignified voice sounded out once more, exploding in the air like a million thunderclaps.

Ji Xiangtian was shocked. His face paled further and his pupils wildly contracted.

He suddenly realized something. The idea that the Dao Monarch may have fallen from the skies…that was only a guess he and Do Ermo made.

It wasn't necessarily the truth!

If the unsurpassed Dao Monarch hadn't died, then what happened here was the choice of his descended will. As the Western Tomb's Divine Seat, he was known as the walking representative of the Dao Monarch in this world. If he were to hold any enmity towards the one he believed in, there was no need to speak of how dire the consequences would be.

A cold sweat soaked his robes. Ji Xiangtian fell to his knees and his noble head struck the ground. "Your will is absolute!"

Bang -

The space behind him shattered. It sucked Ji Xiangtian in, directly expelling him from the Hell Mystic Realm.

The Western Tomb's Divine Seat, the one who wielded the highest level of authority in the Divine Church, had been chased out in his own sphere of influence…if this matter were made public knowledge, countless jaws would drop.

The black vortex that crushed Do Ermo to pieces soon shrank and submerged back into the rich white light within the Ancient's skull. The Ancient's consciousness sent out thought fluctuations once more, "I know that you have many doubts. I will give you an explanation."

Hum -

A mass of holy light flew out and sank between Qin Yu's eyebrows. His mind was instantly drawn within, and in the next moment countless images appeared.

…

In the skies above the towering Dragon City, a great blood dragon reared back its head and roared. Its massive body was covered in a terrifying wound that nearly cut it in half. One could see the bones and injured organs inside the great dragon's body from this wound.

A crystal clear image was reflected in the dragon's eyes - it was that of a battle occurring in the skies right now, a slaughter that moved winds and clouds. The heavens were shattered and distorted so much that one could only occasionally make out figures that appeared above.

In the battle, on one side was the Ancient who constructed Dragon City. On the other side was a daoist who wore long blue robes.

Although the daoist was as small as an ant in front of the Ancient, the aura he erupted with was like a true sun that hung above the highest heavens. It was impossible for anyone to belittle him.

Even when directly facing the Ancient, he wasn't at a disadvantage. He raised his hand and supernatural arts cut across the horizon, bringing with them an earth-shaking aura.

The Ancient across from him attacked, his moves plain and simple. But in his fist and feet, boundless strength erupted, enough to break open the heavens and sunder the earth.

With the strength of both sides, the aftermath from this battle was enough to destroy the world and erase everything in existence. But in the void, a layer of golden light appeared, completely counterbalancing and absorbing the shockwaves produced by the fight.

"Dao Monarch, you and I are not great enemies, so why must this happen today?" The Ancient's deep voice reverberated outwards.

The Dao Monarch lightly said, "On my road to the Great Dao, you are a stepping stone."

"What a wonderfully overbearing road! Then, let me see whether or not you have the strength to crush me beneath your foot!"

The scene changed.

Above a vast plateau, within a vast divine palace, 109 temples burned with blood red flames.

Suddenly, space shattered. The Ancient stepped out and grasped at the ground.

Bang -

Flames in the 109 temples shot into the skies, forming 109 columns of flames. Within these columns of flames, the phantom of a saber appeared. It was red in color, as if it had drunk the blood of a trillion lives. Even though it was only a phantom it caused the surrounding space to shatter. Great cracks rapidly spread outwards, as if the abyss were opening up around them.

Outside the divine palace, a trillion believers were on their knees. At this moment they looked up in unison, a fervent and heated look in their eyes. Flames leapt and sizzled in them!

The Dao Monarch's figure appeared from the shattered space. He looked at the crimson saber and said, "If you had managed to develop this sword, I might not have been your opponent."

The Ancient laughed. "Even if it hasn't yet reached large success, it is still more than enough to kill you!" He lifted a hand and drew the saber. The saber's cry resounded through the heavens. A crimson arc of light crossed through the world like a waterfall falling from the highest heavens. It seemed as if the world itself would be cut in half.

The Dao Monarch pointed a finger. A golden lotus the size of a bowl appeared. The lotus blossomed and countless halos of light were released.

The halos of light spread out like the tides of an endless sea, swallowing the crimson saber phantom. Like two stars colliding, a wild strength swept out in all directions.

Pa -

Pa -

Cracks appeared atop the golden lotus like a spider's web.

The Dao Monarch furrowed his eyebrows before composing himself. He looked up at the 109 temples that burned with flames.

The blood saber in the Ancient's hand gently trembled. White textures appeared on its surface. They were soft and gentle, but they managed to divide and imprison it.

Outside the 109 temples, a warm white color appeared in the burning blood red flames. Like ink in water, the white color rapidly spread outwards. As it did, the number of white textures on the blood saber increased.

The Ancient roared, "You lot dare to betray me!?"

He raised a hand and flung it downwards.

The 109 temples exploded simultaneously, revealing cultivators wearing divine robes inside. They were all deathly pale with blood flowing out from their heads.

There was fear in their eyes but they calmly fell to their knees and bowed, "You are Eternal, You are Extinction, You are Everything, You are One!"

A white holy light emerged from their bodies, burning away and expelling the last bits of blood energy within them. After a brief bout of pain and struggle, their expressions became serene and gentle.

The pieces of the 109 shattered temples still danced in the air. Then, drawn by an invisible strength, they flew back in, quickly gathering together. Soon they were restored to how they were in the beginning. The only difference was that they were now all bathed in a warm and gentle white holy light.

The Dao Monarch's calm voice sounded out, "You are defeated."

The Ancient roared, "Despicable!" The blood saber in his saber burst apart, turning into countless blood red fragments.

"Those who betrayed me all deserve death!"

Outside the divine palace, the trillion believers all exploded at the same time. Like firecrackers that had ignited, all one could see was a vast sea of red below.

It was a sea of blood, a mountain of corpses!

The Dao Monarch's expression was faint. He flicked his finger and the golden lotus howled forward. Like a great mouth, it opened up and swallowed the Ancient.

The scene changed again.

The Dao Monarch held a blood saber in his hands. It was unexpectedly the Ancient's treasure that had been shattered before. His expression was cold and indifferent as he said, "This Ancient cultivator has slaughtered a trillion lives and has been stained with their karma. Now, I will divide his body and suppress it in this world. The two will never be separated!"

Shua -

Shua -

A saber light flashed down. The Ancient's massive body was split into five. His head shot into the skies before it was sucked into a vortex of collapsed space.

The other four pieces of his body howled in four different directions. With a loud rumbling sound, they were thrust deep into the earth.

The Dao Monarch looked down at the blood saber that was born from absorbing the blood of a trillion lives. He casually tossed it away.

"It is unknown how long this slaughter weapon will last. Then, let it be suppressed with the remnants of your body. After being corroded for hundreds of millions of years, it will eventually decay into nothingness."

The Dao Monarch turned and walked away, vanishing from sight.

Hell Mystic Realm.

A loud rumbling sound continued without end. Radiant lightning wove into a net, covering this entire space.

Suddenly, the skies shattered and a massive figure dropped downwards. The skies full of heavenly thunder were drawn to this object and crazily gathered around it.

The thunder wreaked havoc. Flesh and blood rapidly disintegrated. Soon, with a loud crash, a white skull fell down.

A mountain peak was instantly shattered and hollowed in. Vast cracks appeared in the lightning.

"Dao Monarch, you harmed me using tricks! I will never accept this!"

Within the lightning, the Ancient's phantom appeared, his head rearing back as he roared into the skies.

Shua -

The Dao Monarch's figure appeared, his expression tranquil. "I have no need for you to be convinced of your loss." He lifted a hand and the lightning tore apart, shredding the Ancient phantom into pieces. A wild strength swept out, causing the mountain peak to fall into even greater chaos.

The Dao Monarch placed a finger between his eyebrows and pulled out a mass of holy light. He thrust it into the Ancient's skull. Then, holy light flooded out from the skull's orifices. The cruel and vicious aura faded away, replaced by a gentle and dignified one instead.

"I hope I won't have to use these arrangements in the future."

The Dao Monarch muttered beneath his breath. He glanced at the Ancient's skull one more time before departing.