Refining the Mountains and Rivers

Chapter 627B - Transformation of WIll

This common-looking ice sword was a gift granted to Song Zhongyi by Lord Frostfire after he accomplished a great merit. It contained a chilling slaughter intent. As long as this slaughter intent pierced a person’s flesh and blood, it could instantly destroy their soul.

Puff –

The ice sword pierced through Qin Yu’s chest. Song Zhongyi revealed an ecstatic expression. He really hadn’t been disappointed. His hard work and preparation had forced this person into a deathtrap through an absolutely overwhelming display of strength.

With a thought, the ice sword instantly dispersed and a terrifying chill proliferated through Qin Yu’s body. Loud cracking noises sounded out as Qin Yu was sealed within a block of ice.

Song Zhongyi laughed. “Fellow daoists, let’s go!” All of the anger he had been suppressing in his heart was completely swept away, leaving behind only smug satisfaction and excitement.

He had paid a great price to kill this person. But, it would be worth it as long as he could obtain a high-grade stone bead. Lord Frostfire would definitely be satisfied. Perhaps he would be granted other formidable treasures besides the ice sword.

Mei Ruyu, Ji Yun, and the baby-faced cultivator all cupped their hands together and congratulated Song Zhongyi. They were only responsible for killing. As for who they killed, why they killed, and whether that person should be killed, none of this mattered to them.

Song Zhongyi bowed in return. “Please rest assured that I will immediately give you the offered rewards. But before then I need to take him away first.”

With a lift of his hand, the ice-bound ‘corpse’ flew over. But soon Song Zhongyi’s complexion changed because the treasures in the storage object couldn’t be sucked away.

Not good!

His heart skipped a beat. Song Zhongyi’s feet moved as he tried to run away, but before he could respond the block of ice in front of him loudly exploded.

Each shard of ice carried with it a terrifying strength. They whistled as they tore through the air, crashing into the four people.

A fist followed close behind. In a spark of time, Song Zhongyi was punched in the chest. Qin Yu’s ice cold voice echoed out, “When it comes to the strength of destructive cold ice, I once saw someone who is far, far more powerful than any of you.”

Bang –

With a loud ring, Song Zhongyi’s chest violently caved in. His bones cracked and split apart and his scalp tingled with numbness. His body was sent flying away as blood wildly spurted out from his nose, bits of organs mixed within it. With one punch, Qin Yu had thoroughly destroyed Song Zhongyi’s body.

A wild strength swept through Song Zhongyi. Wherever it went, bones, flesh, and even blood would break down. His organs were smashed to goo and his vitality withered away like a flower in winter.

Qin Yu took a step forward and overtook Song Zhongyi’s collapsed body as he soared through the air. He lifted a finger and placed it between his eyebrows.

“Ahh!”

The loud pained scream of a soul echoed in everyone’s heart. As Qin Yu withdrew his finger, a translucent soul phantom was pierced through by his fingertip and forcefully drawn out.

This was a miniaturized version of Song Zhongyi. With his Calamity Immortal cultivation and formidable will, his soul had condensed into a semi-substantial state. Even if his mortal body died, as long as his soul was still intact he could seize a mortal body and revive himself.

But now, Song Zhongyi no longer had any opportunity to. Since Qin Yu decided to kill this person he wouldn’t give them any chance to escape.

“Forgive me! Forgive me!”

Song Zhongyi’s soul pitifully screamed. As he saw Qin Yu’s cold expression that didn’t show any hint of mercy, his face soon twisted fiercely.

“I am a subordinate of Lord Frostfire and am being protected by him! If you kill me you will inevitably suffer his retaliation!”

Qin Yu’s eyes flashed. He finally understood why Song Zhongyi and these people came looking for him today.

Frostfire…it was this Frostfire again…

This seemed to be some extraordinary character.

But, so what?

Since they attacked today there was no more room for discussion. Qin Yu didn’t believe that Song Zhongyi would feel any gratitude for him if he were to let him go.

If that was the case, then kill him off!

Bang –

Song Zhongyi’s soul was ripped to shreds by a formidable strength. All of those soul fragments submerged into his palm.

After the Cosmic Seacross Bell woke up it had constantly been whining in hunger. The soul of a Calamity Immortal should satisfy it.

It was just that killing Song Zhongyi was easier than Qin Yu imagined. It seemed that the Calamity Immortal realm in the Sealed Stone World was a level weaker than the Calamity Immortals in the outside world.

This wasn’t an illusion. The Sealed Stone World was shattered and incomplete to begin with. If they were to become Calamity Immortals here, they would not possess complete control of their rules and their corresponding strength would weaken.

“Run!”

Mei Ruyu, Ji Yun, and the baby-faced cultivator turned and fled without hesitation.

This person had not only withstood Song Zhongyi’s ice sword strike without any problems at all, but he had even counter-killed Song Zhongyi with a single blow. Just how terrifying was this level of strength!

Even if the three of them joined forces they didn’t have any confidence that they could win the fight.

Luckily, they were all experienced veterans. Even if they were fleeing for their lives in panic they each chose a different direction and erupted with their greatest speed.

Who died, who lived, that would depend on everyone’s own luck!

Qin Yu was without expression as he took a step forward. The baby-faced cultivator’s complexion changed and he cursed out loud.

Why was he chosen?

But this question clearly wouldn’t receive an answer. The baby-faced cultivator coughed out loud and his complexion instantly paled.

Bang –

A blood red flame broke free from his body and wrapped around him. In an instant, his speed increased several times over.

Song Zhongyi was far stronger than he was. In other words, as long as this mysterious person caught up to him then he would die without a doubt. In the face of death, nothing else mattered.

Qin Yu’s eyes sharpened. He shouted out, “Meimei!”

Within his soul space, the Cosmic Seacross Bell flashed with light and Meimei appeared. She held a round sphere between her chubby hands.

“I’m here!” She lifted her hands and bit her lips. “Qin Yu, you’d better not slip up and let him escape!”

The majority of Song Zhongyi’s soul force was here. If it weren’t for the fact that she could toss out a little bait to catch a larger fish, she wouldn’t have agreed to cooperate with Qin Yu.

Clenching her teeth, Meimei tossed out the sphere.

Shua –

Between Qin Yu’s fingers, the sphere appeared. Without any hesitation he grabbed tightly onto it.

With a loud crack it shattered like an egg. Then, a terrifying soul impact crazily erupted outwards.

Bang –

In that instant, all living beings within 3000 miles felt as if rusty iron needles had been maliciously stabbed into their souls!

The baby-faced cultivator shrouded in blood red light, Mei Ruyu, and Ji Yun all immediately screamed out loud. Their bodies stiffened and they toppled down like birds shot out of the skies.

Qin Yu immediately moved. His feet smashed down, causing loud rings to echo through the void. Faint ripples appeared as the powerful reverse thrust propelled him forward. He was like a human-shaped cannonball as he shot towards the blood red light in the distance.

He punched out his fist and the dazzling blood red light broke apart. The baby-faced cultivator’s expression filled with despair and panic but he couldn’t move at all.

A fist punched through his chest. It pierced through flesh and blood, drilling out from his back. The baby-faced cultivator was left hanging off Qin Yu’s arm.

Within Qin Yu’s soul space, Meimei cheered out in joy. The strength of the Cosmic Seacross Bell instantly suppressed the soul of the baby-faced cultivator. Then, a sharp net swept out and cut the soul into countless fragments.

“Hurry up! Qin Yu, there are still two great dishes. Don’t let them escape!”

Qin Yu flicked his sleeves and the baby-faced cultivator’s corpse vanished. He instantly veered towards a different direction, his body groaning as he did so.

If it weren’t for his Demon Body being sufficiently strong, this rapid change in direction would have caused his leg bones to burst apart into dust.

Like lightning, he howled towards Ji Yun and overtook him. In truth, Qin Yu wanted to kill Mei Ruyu the most but her will was simply far too strong. She had likely regained control of her body by now. Meimei didn’t have enough time to make a second soul explosion bomb, so there was a high chance that Mei Ruyu would escape if he went for her.

Ji Yun’s soul fell still. He frantically roared in his mind, struggling to restore contact with his body.

In that life or death moment, he erupted with an unprecedented level of strength.

Hum –

His vision began to return and his connection to his body was rapidly being restored.

“No!”

He finally opened his eyes. But, what he saw in front of him was Qin Yu’s icy cold face. A fist was approaching him, rapidly growing larger in his line of sight.

Bang –

Like that, a head was smashed apart. Qin Yu landed on the ground as he came to a stop.

He fiercely spun around. At the end of his line of sight, he saw Mei Ruyu’s body burst apart.

Whoosh –

Whoosh –

Countless beams of light flew out like angry arrows, rapidly shooting away.

Qin Yu took a deep breath. Within his tense body, his heart beat vigorously in his chest.

After killing Song Zhongyi, the baby-faced cultivator, and Ji Yun, his mind was filled with killing intent. The stagnant will he had been cultivating unexpectedly began to transform.

If he killed Mei Ruyu then he would be able to break past his current shackles and have his tempered will step into a brand new level. Today, these four people that delivered themselves to his door were the turning point that he needed!

But at this time, a cold yin chill suddenly erupted in Qin Yu’s soul. It was like the sudden arrival of a winter night, thoroughly submerging him.

The devil mark’s backlash!

It had sensed danger and couldn’t bother with continuing to save strength. It had to prevent Qin Yu’s will from completing this transformation!

Otherwise, if it wanted to swallow Qin Yu later it would be especially difficult!