Refining the Mountains and Rivers Chapter 661B – Blue Heaven Finger

Chapter 661B – Blue Heaven Finger

Qin Yu furrowed his eyebrows together and his ice cold eyes landed on Emperor Ying. As a supreme being of the world, although he had used a shortcut of borrowing the strength of his empire’s national destiny, he was still a person who had broken past the boundaries of life and death. When he summoned the power of his empire’s national destiny, he was actually no weaker than Qin Yu.
It had to be known that what Qin Yu used right now was the inherited supernatural arts of the Ancient race. It was a technique that summoned a trace of the will of the Ancient ancestors.
“Demon Sovereign, I am the Qin Empire and the Qin Empire is me! You can give up any idea of stepping into Xianyang!” Emperor Ying shouted, his voice reverberating through the heavens and earth.
“Long live Your Majesty!”
“Long live Your Majesty!”
“Long live Your Majesty!”
Atop the city walls, the million strong Qin Empire Cavalry bellowed. The massive Qin Empire warrior phantom condensed once more, becoming more realistic.
At the same time, the 36 God Slaying Ballistas began to recharge. Although this sort of continuous use would drastically reduce their durability and could even leave them ruined, in this current situation the Qin Empire couldn’t care about such things.
Qin Yu’s eyebrows unfolded. He said without expression, “Is that so? Then I want to see just how hard this turtle shell around Xianyang really is!”
He lifted a hand and pressed a finger forward.
Hu –
Strong winds swept through the world. More and more clouds began to emerge and join the black clouds up above, causing the skies to darken further.
The phantom of a finger appeared. As it absorbed the strength of the heavens and earth, it started to fill out and seem ever more lifelike. One could even see the clear fingerprints on its surface.
It came from the skies and pointed at Xianyang City!
Emperor Ying’s eyes flashed. He flicked his sleeves and space twisted, opening up like a giant mouth as it swallowed this finger.
Although he had easily and effortlessly dealt with this attack, he wasn’t happy at all. Rather, he instinctively felt a sense of restlessness rise within him.
With Qin Yu’s cultivation and in today’s situation, how could he display such a weak supernatural art…was there another truth behind all of this?
Before Emperor Ying could mull over this further, Qin Yu pointed a second finger. Another finger phantom appeared. As it did, the dark world began to turn cold.
Wu wu wu –
Phantom after phantom appeared. Dense and numerous, they filled the world below. Men and women, young and old, there were so many that it was incalculable.
They seemed to be weeping and sobbing, their cries becoming a complaint against the world. Their voices became increasingly sharp and shrill.
Bang –
Bang –
These phantoms blew apart one after another, turning into gray flows of energy that were swallowed up into the finger as if it were a black hole.
The translucent finger rapidly condensed into reality. It was gray-white in color, like a corpse that was beginning to rot.
This finger summoned the specters of those that died within the world. Or, to be more accurate, what it summoned were the obsessions that these specters weren’t willing to let go of.
Although this was a strange finger, in the eyes of a supreme being of the world, it was still far too weak.
Emperor Ying didn’t need to use his full strength to easily destroy it…it was the same as the previous finger.
These two sequential fingers had both been weak supernatural arts…could this really only be a coincidence?
The third finger arrived!
Between the heavens and earth, countless picture scrolls appeared. Mountains rose up from flat plains and collapsed once more after countless years before being slowly filled up by the rain that fell from the skies.
This showed the evolution of the endless vicissitudes of the years!
The third of the Blue Fingers, the Blue Sea Finger.
For some unknown reason, when Emperor Ying saw these changing picture scrolls, doubt and unease flickered in his heart. Then, all of these feelings turned into a strange throbbing.
He fiercely looked up, a sharp light flashing in his eyes as he stared intensely Qin Yu.
At this time, Qin Yu lifted his hand once more and pointed out a fourth finger.
He finally opened his mouth. His voice was broad and light, as if a god were speaking from up high.
“This finger is called Blue Heaven!”
The first finger was Boundless Blue.
The second finger was Blue Spirit.
The third finger was Blue Sea.
The fourth finger…Blue Heaven.
This was the next finger that existed in Qin Yu’s premonitions. It represented the limits of this supernatural art.
It was one finger but also four fingers. Moreover, it was the fusion of all four fingers.
Bang –
The vanished Boundless Blue Finger appeared.
Bang –
The Blue Spirit Finger appeared!
Bang –
The Blue Sea Finger appeared!
Together with the final Blue Heaven Finger, the four fingers connected into a line. Then, like four waves, they crashed down together. When supernatural arts fused together, the power they erupted with was more than just the sum of their parts. Moreover, this was the fusion of four supernatural arts.
This was absolutely the strongest strike that Qin Yu had ever erupted with. The black clouds in the skies instantly split apart. Bright sunlight sprinkled down, illuminating Xianyang City below.
But now, whether it was Emperor Ying or any other person in Xianyang City, none of them felt any warmth at all…all they felt was an endless chill!
“Ahh!”
Emperor Ying roared out loud and the golden dragon phantom dove down, submerging directly into the earth.
Even if he were a supreme being of this world, he still didn’t dare to directly face this strike head-on. He erupted with all his strength and integrated it into Xianyang City’s great array formation.
Block it! I have to block it!
Emperor Ying wildly roared in his heart.
Bang –
With a crash the world shook. Everyone’s minds fell into turmoil.
…
Within the void, four figures stood silent. Although they hadn’t made an appearance, they could clearly feel everything happening outside.
At this moment, the four of them all had widened eyes. This sufficiently proved how shaken they were right now by the strength of the four Blue Sea Fingers. If any one of them were in Emperor Ying’s position, they would have likely suffered an even more miserable fate.
The Buddhist Nation Sovereign took a deep breath. “Everyone, the plan has changed. Only by luring the Demon Sovereign into the Immortal Sect can we kill him…otherwise, even if we all join forces, we might not be able to keep him from leaving!”
The Nether Domain Master shouted, “If the four of us join forces with Emperor Ying, that will be an absolute death trap. No matter how strong the Demon Sovereign is, he will definitely die!” He swept his eyes over Emperor Zhou and the monster race’s Great Sage, “With my life, I vow to you that I will not harm either of you!”
The Buddhist Nation Sovereign made a similar vow. “The opportunity is fleeting. You two must come to a quick decision!”
“Fine!” Emperor Zhou shouted back, “I agree!”
The monster race Great Sage nodded. “I am willing to join hands with you to kill him!” His eyes were deep and profound, “But with the Demon Sovereign’s intelligence, he won’t necessarily be fooled.”
He didn’t dare to underestimate this Demonic Path Demon Sovereign who had risen from nowhere at all.
The Buddhist Nation Sovereign said, “Sage, do not worry, the Demon Sovereign will definitely fall for this trap!”
…
A hurricane seemed to have passed through Xianyang City. The towering walls had collapsed and countless buildings were razed to the ground. Occasionally, one could see bodies partially exposed beneath the wreckage. It filled the world with a dismal and frigid atmosphere.
Out of the million strong army, less than 10% had survived. The survivors limply struggled around with missing limbs, hollow cries of despair coming from their throats. But in the context of Xianyang City and the catastrophic number of people that had died, their casualties weren’t anything to speak of.
The dignified, glorious, solemn, and respectful Qin Empire imperial palace had been thoroughly demolished. In a giant pit situation in the deepest parts of the ruins, Emperor Ying was bathed in blood. His robes were in tatters and he had fallen to his knees. With him as the center, cracks spread out, covering the entire imperial palace.
Xianyang City had been broken through and the national destiny of the Qin Empire had been suppressed. As the ruler of the Qin Empire, the wielder of highest authority, he had suffered a horrifying backlash.
He fought to stand up. This simple movement caused beads of sweat to appear on his forehead. He moved forward, one step at a time.
Standing on the edge of the pit, he could see the ruined imperial palace and Xianyang City that was now like a hell on earth. Helplessness surged in his heart before transforming into endless hatred.
Through four generations of emperors, the Qin Empire had maintained its dignity for tens of millions of years. But all of that honor and pride had been thoroughly shredded to pieces today and recklessly trampled over.
Emperor Ying looked up into the air, his eyes red with blood. “Demon Sovereign! Demon Sovereign!”
His screams were filled with sorrow and rage.