Chapter 27: Spatial Compression

“We can’t let Qu Yi attack so easily anymore!”
Yan Tiankuo flew out of the cracks in the seabed and shouted fiercely, like a mad dog.
Qu Yi’s consecutive actions, which had knocked Qiu Guanling unconscious, had already frightened the disciples at the Divine General stage from all tribes. If they didn’t become more ruthless and stop Qu Yi from attacking, all the disciples from the eight tribes would truly fall to his hands.
“Good!”
The six leaders—Wu Zhuangchen, Bai Feiyun, Sang Yunpeng, Tian Chaolin, Gongye Zhi, and Jin Ziping—immediately responded. At the same time, Qiu Guanling finally regained consciousness. Her eyes turned blood-red as she glared at Qu Yi like a fierce beast.
In an instant, each of the eight leaders took out a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.
Yan Tiankuo held the Heavenly Feather Soul Platform; Qiu Guanling had the Mountain and River Brocade Map; Wu Zhuangchen wielded the Water Ball Sky Eye; Bai Feiyun carried the Wind and Thunder Soul Drum; Sang Yunpeng possessed the Dawn Soul Bell; Tian Chaolin had the Star-Generating Blood Soil; Gongye Zhi held the Dark Yellow Bell; and Jin Ziping carried the Four-Color Flag.
As these eight top-grade innate spiritual treasures were activated, the entire seabed came to a complete halt—the space itself seemed to be frozen by their immense power.
Meanwhile, when the eight people drew out their innate spiritual treasures to attack, Qu Yi floated over to Qing Wu Gui, Wu Yuan, and the Four Beasts.
These six individuals, guided by Qu Yi’s mental messages, had been fighting off the other Divine General stage disciples from the eight tribes. Qing Wu Gui focused solely on mastering the art of killing, constantly dodging attacks, while Wu Yuan was a berserk attacker, using his Nine-Heaven Rod to deliver fierce strikes. Lei Yan Bing E, Si Bi Shui Yuan, Jiu Tou Huang She, and Zhen Di Xie joined forces to defend against the attacks from the eight tribes’ disciples.
The six of them managed to hold their ground against the opponents, enduring until now.
“Get out of the way,” Qu Yi said. He struck with a palm—100 million golden, wooden, water, and fire spiritual entities formed a massive palm that slammed toward the disciples of the eight tribes.
Realizing the danger, the disciples quickly dodged, leaving a long channel in the seabed caused by Qu Yi’s colossal spiritual palm, which took a long time for the seawater to fill back in.
After driving the disciples of the eight tribes away with one palm strike, Qu Yi immediately ordered, “Alright, enter the Star Luo Ding.”
The Star Luo Ding appeared before the six of them, and Qing Wu Gui, Wu Yuan, Lei Yan Bing E, Si Bi Shui Yuan, Jiu Tou Huang She, and Zhen Di Xie didn’t hesitate—they swiftly flew into the Star Luo Ding.
Now free from any concerns, Qu Yi sneered at the eight leaders.
“Qu Yi, your strength may be great, but with all of us attacking, trying to escape is nothing but delusion. Today, you must die,” Yan Tiankuo said with a cold smile.

The eight leaders had all personally experienced Qu Yi’s formidable strength and understood just how terrifying his potential was. If they didn’t kill him now, Qu Yi might soon reach the level of a Divine King, and then no one would be able to control him. Thus, the eight leaders had long agreed that they must kill Qu Yi right here.

Qu Yi shook his head and smiled faintly, “My life isn’t something you scum like you can take. If you want to fight, then go ahead—I accept the challenge.”

The eight leaders immediately nodded.

“Heavenly Feather Soul Seal, Soul Capture—activate.”

“Mountain-River Brocade Map, Encompassing Heaven and Earth—activate.”

“Water Ball Sky Eye, Seeing Everything at a Glance—activate.”

“Wind-Thunder Soul Drum, Shattering Souls with Wind and Thunder—activate.”

“Dawn Soul Bell, Soul Annihilation with Sound—activate.”

“Star-Blooming Blood Soil, Spreading Blood Across All Realms—activate.”

“Mystic Yellow Bell, Gathering All Energies—activate.”

“Four-Colored Flags, Bringing Silence to All Directions—activate.”

The eight leaders shouted in unison, channeling their divine energies to activate their top-tier innate spiritual treasures. A bizarre, terrifying, ethereal, and turbulent scene emerged across the seabed, as the entire void solidified. Within this frozen space, eight streams of soul energy intertwined, threatening to strangle anyone whose soul space lay within it.

In Qu Yi’s space, eight directions were each locked by a top-tier innate spiritual treasure. At the same time, he noticed eight streams of soul energy raging violently within his own soul space, launching vicious attacks.

“Eight spaces locking me down, trying to crush my body into explosion—how interesting.”

“If those soul energies want to find my Soul Sphere, forget it. My soul won’t let you destroy it.”

Qu Yi smiled faintly. He wasn’t worried about the attacks from the soul energies, as his Chaos Sphere was invisible and intangible. Even if they found it, they likely wouldn’t be able to deal with it. So now, he had to focus on dealing with the pressure from the eight spaces.

The eight leaders activated their top-tier innate spiritual treasures, locking down each direction, then combined their forces to crush Qu Yi to death from all sides.

Qu Yi’s body was in his own self-space, while the surrounding spaces were locked by the eight treasures. If his self-space was crushed, his body would be destroyed by the explosive energy from the void, erasing all his cultivation achievements forever.

“Space locking—I can’t use the Boundless Stars to escape. Using the power of the universe would reveal my strength. There’s no need to rush yet; I can only rely on the Star Sword,” Qu Yi thought to himself.
The Star Sword, a mid-tier innate spiritual treasure, was an extremely powerful spatial attack artifact. Compared to high-tier innate spiritual treasures, it lacked soul attack or soul defense capabilities.
Now, Qu Yi didn’t have to worry about his soul being damaged. He just needed to tear open a section of space so he could break free.
“Yan Tiankuo, I’ll break the space locking in this direction and make you remember my strength once again!” Qu Yi suddenly shouted, swinging his Star Sword violently. With his immense divine essence activated, the sword emitted endless silver light.
Countless streams of silver light, like thousands of stars falling at once, rushed in one direction like meteors.
Crack, crack, crack…
Immediate cracks appeared in the space locked by the Tianyu Soul Platform. Numerous spatial fissures formed, and chaotic energy surged forth, devouring the entire area.
“Bad! Qu Yi is trying to break through from this direction! Someone, come and help me reinforce this space!” Yan Tiankuo cried out in urgency upon seeing Qu Yi’s bravery.
Of course, Yan Tiankuo knew Qu Yi was stronger than him. With just his own high-tier innate spiritual treasure, he couldn’t seal Qu Yi off. Now, with eight leaders wielding eight high-tier innate spiritual treasures, they aimed to overwhelm Qu Yi together. Even if they couldn’t kill him outright, they could deplete his divine essence completely, still killing him in the process.
Therefore, when Yan Tiankuo saw Qu Yi trying to break through in his direction, he immediately called for help, hoping they could combine their high-tier innate spiritual treasures to defend an area and drain Qu Yi’s divine essence.
Activating the Star Sword also required a huge amount of divine essence from Qu Yi.
As expected, as soon as Yan Tiankuo shouted, Wu Zhuangchen immediately activated his Water Ball Sky Eye to assist him, aiming to lock down an area together.
But Qu Yi wouldn’t give them any time. Just as the spatial fissures vanished and the chaotic energy subsided, and Wu Zhuangchen was about to join forces with Yan Tiankuo to defend the area, a cold smile appeared on Qu Yi’s lips.
“Ruthless, Wuyuan—it’s time for you two to show your strength too,” Qu Yi suddenly shouted.

Immediately afterward, Qing Wugui and Wu Yuan, who had just entered the Xingluo Ding, came out. Qing Wugui held the Xu Tian Dao, while Wu Yuan held the Luo Xinneedle—both were mid-grade innate spiritual treasures. In an instant, Qu Yi, Qing Wugui, and Wu Yuan simultaneously swung their mid-grade innate spiritual treasures: the Xing Chen Jian, Xu Tian Dao, and Luo Xinneedle. As the Xing Chen Jian moved, silver light filled the sky, causing the space that had just solidified to crack again. At that moment, the Xu Tian Dao flew out, moving swiftly through the fractured space straight toward Yan Tiankuo. The Luo Xinneedle also flew out at the same time, aiming at Wu Zhuangchen, who tried to come to his aid. The three of them coordinated perfectly—the Xing Chen Jian broke the solidified space, while the Xu Tian Dao and Luo Xinneedle took the opportunity to launch attacks. Yan Tiankuo and Wu Zhuangchen never expected Qu Yi to have such tactics, nor did they expect Qing Wugui and Wu Yuan to each possess a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure. Caught off guard by these sudden changes, they could no longer activate their high-grade innate spiritual treasures to control space and could only use them to protect their own bodies. Now that the space had returned to its original state, Qu Yi could fly freely again. Suddenly, Qu Yi pulled Qing Wugui and Wu Yuan back into the Xingluo Ding and appeared in front of Yan Tiankuo, raising the Xing Chen Jian and swinging down fiercely. A flash of silver light formed a gleaming long sword underwater, ready to strike Yan Tiankuo on the head. If that sword landed, Yan Tiankuo would surely die. “Dare you!” Suddenly, a vast space appeared throughout the seabed, as if all the ocean water had been sucked away, creating a waterless abyss tens of thousands of meters wide. At the same time, the countless beams of silver light generated by the Xing Chen Jian vanished instantly, extinguished by an invincible force. Qu Yi, Yan Tiankuo, Qiu Guanling, Wu Zhuangchen, Bai Feiyun, Sang Yunpeng, Tian Chaolin, Gongye Zhi, and Jin Ziping—all nine of them were shocked by this sudden turn of events and stopped attacking. It was like a deep well tens of thousands of meters wide, surrounded by the roaring ocean, with only Qu Yi and the other eight inside. Looking up, they saw a man in a fiery robe, with a calm expression and a powerful aura, appearing in the sky. “Ah… our ancestor!” Suddenly, Yan Tiankuo exclaimed in delight upon seeing the man in the sky, his face filled with excitement and joy. The man was none other than Yan Que, the Divine King of the Fire Departure Divine Realm. “Yan Que, interfering in these battles between Divine Marshal-level warriors—doesn’t it belittle your status as a Divine King?” Suddenly, another voice sounded, its aura just as powerful as Yan Que’s.

Upon hearing this voice, Qu Yi smiled slightly. The divine king who had rushed over was Qian Mao, the third island lord of Nan Yin Island.