Chapter 21: Where Is Your Soul Bead?

By now, three of the ten disciples at the Divine Marshal stage from the Yan Clan had already died. Qu Yi, Qing Wu Gui, and Wu Yuan flew together, while the remaining seven members of the Yan Clan stood side by side—one smiling, the other furious.
“Yan Tian Kuo, three of you ten are already dead. Still not revealing the trump card you brought? Do you think death isn’t enough?” Qu Yi said with a smile.
There were less than two thousand disciples at the Divine Marshal stage across the entire divine realm. Aside from the city lords of the eight divine domains, most of them came from the eight great imperial families. Yet, even among those from the eight great imperial families, there were fewer than fifty at the Divine Marshal stage. These disciples were the hope of each imperial family to become a Divine King, making them extremely precious.
Now, three members of the Yan Clan had died at once, causing a huge loss to them.
Seeing the smiles on Qu Yi and his companions’ faces, Yan Tian Kuo’s heart burned with rage that was hard to calm. His face turned ashen as he said coldly, “Qu Yi, you’re ruthless and despicable. Since you want to die, I’ll fulfill your wish.”
Immediately afterward, Yan Tian Kuo used his spiritual sense to inform the other six disciples of the Yan Clan. Then, he suddenly took out a fiery red seal.
This seal was about the size of a fist, one inch high. Held in his palm, it emitted an invisible force that could lure souls, shake hearts, and draw upon the primal energy of the five elements in space—its power was unimaginable.
It was a top-tier innate spiritual treasure!
This was indeed a top-tier innate spiritual treasure, a weapon for soul attacks.
Innate spiritual treasures were divided into three tiers: top, middle, and bottom. Bottom-tier innate spiritual treasures were auxiliary artifacts like boats, palaces, or cultivation spaces. Middle-tier innate spiritual treasures were artifacts for physical attacks and defenses. Top-tier innate spiritual treasures, on the other hand, were artifacts for soul attacks and defenses.
Yan Tian Kuo’s trump card turned out to be a top-tier innate spiritual treasure, hidden inside his body all this time. Now, he finally brought it out to launch the most powerful attack on Qu Yi in a desperate bid.
“Sky Feather Soul Seal, Soul Capture—activate!”
Holding the seal in his hand, Yan Tian Kuo channeled his divine energy and threw the seal into the air while shouting.
The Sky Feather Soul Seal rapidly expanded, reaching tens of thousands of meters wide and covering the sky. A powerful aura enveloped the entire heavens, solidifying the vast expanse of space. Some unseen force spread throughout space, penetrating even the soul realm.
Qu Yi smiled faintly. As soon as Yan Tian Kuo used the Sky Feather Soul Seal, he immediately put Wu Yuan and Qing Wu Gui into the Star Luo Ding. He himself had already drawn out a middle-tier innate spiritual treasure, the Star Sword, and began swinging it in all directions.

With the swing of the Star Sword, silver light flashed across space, as if countless stars were falling and illuminating it. The Tianyu Soul Platform drew upon the primordial energy of the five elements in space, seemingly aiming to solidify it entirely. Yet under the attack of the Star Sword, space cracked apart piece by piece, and the primordial energy turned into fragments that moved noisily, like flowing sand. Before space could be fully solidified, the soul-capturing force entered Qu Yi’s soul space. Once inside, this force took shape—resembling black threads. Numerous such threads flew around in Qu Yi’s soul space, searching for his soul orbs. Cultivators in the divine realm would form a soul orb for each complete set of laws they understood. The soul-capturing force emitted by the Tianyu Soul Platform entered the cultivator’s soul space, enveloped the soul orbs, and completely erased the laws within them, thereby destroying the cultivator’s cultivation and turning them into a worthless person. Yet, these countless black threads failed to find a single soul orb in Qu Yi’s soul space! “Qu Yi, why are there no soul orbs in your soul space? With your cultivation at the Divine Hero stage, you should have four soul orbs,” Yan Tiankuo said. Through the Tianyu Soul Platform, he could see everything in Qu Yi’s soul space but couldn’t spot any soul orbs. Not only could Yan Tiankuo not see them, but even Qu Yi himself couldn’t perceive his own soul orbs. In his soul space, there was only one invisible chaotic orb, with the remaining soul yellow orb currently enclosed within it. Originally, the chaotic orb in Qu Yi’s soul space contained five soul orbs: the soul gold orb, soul green orb, soul blue orb, soul red orb, and soul yellow orb. But after practicing the Art of Fusion, four of these soul orbs had been absorbed by the chaotic orb, leaving only the soul yellow orb. “Yan Tiankuo, you can’t defeat me,” Qu Yi said calmly. The Star Sword shattered and disrupted space, while the chaotic orb made it impossible for the soul-capturing force to find anything. Qu Yi could truly be considered the nemesis of top-tier innate spiritual treasures. Realizing that the Tianyu Soul Platform was ineffective against Qu Yi, Yan Tiankuo immediately stopped activating it. After all, maintaining the platform required a vast amount of divine energy—something even a cultivator at his Divine Hero stage like Yan Tiankuo could not afford.

Seeing Yan Tiankuo stop using the Tianyu Soul Platform, Qu Yi immediately showed a slight smile. With a cold voice, he shouted, “Yan Tiankuo, it’s always you who’s attacking me. Now it’s my turn to act.”
Yan Tiankuo’s breathing became unstable. Hearing Qu Yi’s words, his body trembled.
“Everyone, run away!” Yan Tiankuo ordered decisively before dashing away, with no other thoughts in mind. If even his most powerful weapon, the Tianyu Soul Platform, couldn’t defeat Qu Yi, what other way did he have to suppress him? Naturally, there was only one option left: to flee for his life.
By the time he spoke, Yan Tiankuo was already miles away, fleeing at incredible speed.
Qu Yi immediately sent out Qingwu Gui and Wuyuan, then said, “Chase them separately. Kill one, and it counts as one.”
After saying that, Qu Yi took off and quickly reached behind a disciple of the Yan clan at the Divine General stage. He swung his palm, and 70 million golden, wooden, water, fire, and spiritual entities formed a 100-meter-wide palm that struck the disciple’s head.
“No…” The disciple sensed Qu Yi approaching and tried to plead for mercy, but before his words could finish, his head was shattered.
Qu Yi obtained another divine king-level offensive weapon and a divine king-level defensive armor. Smiling, he returned. He took out a cruiser and placed it on the sea before summoning the Thunder Eye Ice Crocodile, the Four-Armed Water Ape, the Nine-Headed Imperial Snake, and the Earth-Shaking Crab.
As for Yang Fang, Qu Yi told him to pretend to flee and then reunite with a few disciples of the Yan clan.
In the skies over a certain sea area, Wuyuan had already chased after a Yan clan disciple and cheerfully shouted, “Kid, stop running! Fight me properly, and I promise to leave you alive.”
Hearing Wuyuan’s words, the disciple turned pale with fear. Fighting Wuyuan alone was tantamount to seeking death. After all, Wuyuan had mastered the technique of “One Strike, Hundred Strikes,” allowing him to unleash 80 million combined spiritual entities at once—who could withstand that?
“Wuyuan, we don’t have any major grudges, right? Can you spare me? I’m willing to give you all my treasures, including these two divine king-level weapons,” the disciple begged as he fled.
Losing the weapons would at most result in punishment from the Yan clan, but losing his life was something he certainly didn’t want.

“Hmph, after you die, everything will be mine. Your Yan clan must kill Qu Yi, which means we’ll become mortal enemies. It’s useless for you to beg for mercy—just fight me bravely and die satisfied,” Wu Yuan said with a smile, actually trying to persuade this Yan clan disciple to fight him.
Wu Yuan’s obsession with battle bordered on madness.
The Yan clan disciple cried, stopped moving, and looked at Wu Yuan with a pitiful expression in his eyes.
Annoyed by the disciple’s weakness and fear of death, Wu Yuan lost the desire to fight him. “If you don’t want to fight, then die. Don’t even think about escaping, you Yan clan scum!” Wu Yuan shouted, swinging his Nine Heavens Staff immediately.
A hundred staffs merged into one, forming a giant spiritual staff made of 80 million spiritual entities, which was hurled at the Yan clan disciple. Without hesitation, the disciple summoned his Divine King-level defensive armor to withstand the strike.
The first strike didn’t kill him, but Wu Yuan was too fast. Another strike followed, then yet another—his staffs moved like arrows, striking repeatedly. The disciple didn’t even have time to flee as the blows continued, eventually depleting his divine energy and leaving him unconscious.
Without any mercy, Wu Yuan delivered a final strike, reducing the disciple’s body to pieces.
In another part of the sea, Qing Wu Gui also caught up with a Yan clan disciple. “Stop running. Fight me,” Qing Wu Gui said calmly, pointing his Water Condensing Sword. Instantly, the primal energies of metal, wood, water, and fire in that space converged to form a wall, blocking the disciple’s escape.
Startled by the sound, the disciple turned around immediately, holding his Divine King-level divine sword, and glared coldly at Qing Wu Gui. “Hmph, you masochist! Daring to chase me alone? I’ll kill you!” he shouted, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Qing Wu Gui smiled faintly, then his aura changed drastically. A tangible aura of killing intent filled the space, enveloping the disciple. “No, you’ve been hiding your strength all this time!” the disciple cried in panic, waving his divine sword.
Spaceships of cracks appeared. Qing Wu Gui dodged swiftly, seized an opportunity to get close to the disciple, and drew his own Divine King-level Sword of Asking the Heavens. With one swing, he beheaded the disciple.
Immediately, the aura of killing intent surrounded the disciple’s head, crushing his soul.

Qing Wu Gui put away the two divine king-level artifacts and immediately returned to the cruiser, tossing them to Qu Yi. Wu Yuan also landed on the cruiser almost at the same time, handing over the two artifacts he had obtained to Qu Yi and laughing heartily, clearly very happy. Qu Yi nodded and smiled faintly, “This time, ten members of the Yan clan came. We killed six of them. Their next attack will likely be more cautious.” Qing Wu Gui and Wu Yuan both nodded. Qu Yi stowed away the artifacts and then said with a smile, “Well, no matter how the Yan clan tries to retaliate in the future, our next destination will be the outer sea region, where we can fight more powerful sea beasts.”