Chapter 49: Four Hundred Million

Wu Yuan, at the cost of detonating the Heart-Piercing Cone, sent Yan Tianyi straight into the spatial turbulence. As a cultivator at the Divine Hero stage, even with a top-grade innate spiritual treasure for protection, Yan Tianyi couldn’t hold out for long—so naturally, he was now dead and his cultivation path destroyed.

At that moment, Sang Yunyi, who had been resting at the edge of the fighting platform, flew to the center and glared at Qu Yi. “Qu Yi, if you’ve got the guts, come to the fighting platform now!” Sang Yunyi shouted.

Sang Yunyi and Yan Tianyi had some acquaintance. Seeing Wu Yuan viciously kill Yan Tianyi, he was filled with rage and came to the fighting platform to provoke Qu Yi into coming as well.

Qu Yi merely smiled faintly, saying nothing in return. Sang Yunyi’s face twisted in fury!

On the fighting platform, the eight thousand cultivators of Tianfeng Fort, upon seeing Sang Yunyi’s murderous expression, grew dissatisfied and immediately began mocking him. “Who do you think you are? Thinking you can make our fort king go up there? Get lost from this platform!”
“Damn you! With that pathetic look of yours, I really want to detonate a divine artifact and blow you up.”
“What are you staring at? Thinking you can just bark orders just because you have a lot of spiritual energy inside? Prove yourself by withstanding an attack from everyone in Tianfeng Fort!”
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The eight thousand cultivators of Tianfeng Fort, having originated as bandits, naturally spoke harshly. Although they had become more restrained over the years, seeing Sang Yunyi glare at Qu Yi like that, they all became enraged and cursed mercilessly.

Hearing this, Sang Yunyi’s face turned even uglier, almost deforming. But facing such a torrent of insults, he could no longer stand in the center of the platform. With a fierce glance at the cultivators of Tianfeng Fort, he flew away from the center.

At that moment, Qing Wugui flew to the center of the platform and smiled faintly at Gongye Yi. “Since Qu Yi is too cowardly, I’ll take action first and kill the people around him. Qing Wugui, since you’re so confident, show us what you’ve got.”

Seeing Qing Wugui’s expression, Gongye Yi felt inexplicably angry and immediately flew to the fighting platform, shouting loudly.

Upon seeing Gongye Yi fly up, Qing Wugui smiled faintly, suddenly vanished in a flash, and in the next moment was already in front of Gongye Yi, his Condensing Water Sword already thrust forward.

All the primordial energies of metal, wood, water, and earth on the fighting platform gathered together, forming a small knife that pierced straight into Gongye Yi’s body.

At that moment, a divine king-level defensive armor appeared on Gongye Yi’s body. “Useless,” Gongye Yi said coldly, remaining motionless as he stared at Qing Wugui.

But at this moment, Qing Wu Gui suddenly unleashed an overwhelming killing intent, attacking Gongye Yi as if it were tangible, and it immediately affected the operation of Gongye Yi’s soul. The killing aura imbued with the art of slaughter could affect Gongye Yi’s soul for a while. This was exactly what Qing Wu Gui planned—to take advantage of this opportunity and draw out his mid-tier innate spiritual treasure, the Void Sky Blade. “Not good!” The Eight Realms Divine Kings, especially the three divine kings of Ze Dui Divine Realm—Gongye Ming, Gongye Zhong, and Gongye Yu—stood up in surprise and cried out in anger. Naturally, these Eight Realms Divine Kings had already seen Qing Wu Gui’s plan: just like Wu Yuan, he intended to detonate his mid-tier innate spiritual treasure to kill Gongye Yi in one strike. And indeed, Qing Wu Gui knew his own attacking power was not enough to match Gongye Yi’s, so he could only rely on his most crucial weapon—the killing intent—to overwhelm Gongye Yi with intense hostility, thereby giving himself a chance to land a fatal blow. The Void Sky Blade flew forward! Just as Gongye Yi woke up, the blade exploded instantly, causing the entire space to collapse. All energy and matter were engulfed and absorbed by the chaotic energy. Naturally, Gongye Yi didn’t even have time to shout before disappearing from the combat platform. The chaotic space quickly calmed down and returned to its original state. Qing Wu Gui stood alone on the combat platform, smiled faintly, and then, amid the cheers of the cultivators from Tianfeng Fort, flew back to Qu Yi’s side. “Qing Wu, you’re truly resolute,” Qu Yi said with a faint smile. “Qing Wu, you’re indeed a good brother. Seeing that I lost an innate spiritual treasure, you’re still so decisive,” Wu Yuan said excitedly. Naturally, the cultivators of Tianfeng Fort couldn’t help but praise him. Among the ten strongest Divine Marshal-level disciples sent by the eight great royal families, only Qiu Guan Yi, Tian Chao Yi, Bai Fei Yi, Sang Yun Yi, and Jin Zi Yi remained. Seeing the ruthlessness of Wu Yuan and Qing Wu Gui, these five also began to waver. After all, Qu Yi possessed two innate spiritual treasures: the Star Luo Ding and the Star Sword! They feared that Qu Yi might detonate these treasures to deal with them if things turned unfavorable—a scenario that would lead to mutual destruction, making it difficult for them to make a decision. No matter what these five thought, all the Divine Marshal-level cultivators still remaining on the combat platform suddenly turned their gaze toward the Divine King Sect’s Jing. “Referee, I decide to withdraw from the battle.” Eight thousand people spoke at once, requesting to withdraw from the fight. After all, these cultivators from Tianfeng Fort were no longer useful in the upcoming battles due to the huge gap in strength, and there was no need to waste time on drawing lots.

Zong Jing smiled faintly and nodded, saying, “In a one-on-one fight, people are free to come and go. Since you don’t want to compete for the position of the city lord of Li Fei City, you can leave at any time.”

Immediately, the eight thousand cultivators from Tian Feng Zhai laughed and flew back to their seats. Wu Yuan, Qing Wu Gui, along with several chiefs of Tian Feng Zhai, also said something to Qu Yi before flying off the combat platform and returning to their seats. With their current strength, they had no chance of defeating the remaining five members of the eight royal families, so there was no need to overthink it—they could simply leave all the battles to Qu Yi alone.

On the vast combat platform, only Qu Yi, Qiu Guan Yi, Tian Chao Yi, Bai Fei Yi, Sang Yun Yi, and Jin Zi Yi remained.

Qu Yi flew to the center of the platform and smiled at Sang Yun Yi. “Come on,” he said calmly.

Sang Yun Yi’s eyes turned blood red. He licked his lips, revealing a cruel gaze, then flew onto the platform and sneered, “Qu Yi, you’ve finally decided to show up. Don’t think that just because you have the Star Sword, you can fight me. Today, you must die at my hands.”

Suddenly, Sang Yun Yi took out the top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Wind and Thunder Soul Drum.

Seeing this, Qu Yi didn’t wait for Sang Yun Yi to attack first. He vanished in an instant, teleporting behind Sang Yun Yi, his Star Sword already drawn.

Silver light created streaks of spatial cracks, immediately causing turmoil throughout the space. Countless chaotic energies surged forth, all directed at Sang Yun Yi.

Sang Yun Yi had long known Qu Yi’s strength and understood that his speed couldn’t match Qu Yi’s, so he was prepared in advance.

Upon detecting Qu Yi’s attack, Sang Yun Yi immediately struck the drum, summoning a fierce gale in space. These winds seemed to embody spatial rules, with each gust causing a large spatial crack.

The Wind and Thunder Soul Drum used wind as a spatial attack and thunder as a soul attack. Thus, as the drum was struck, the gales struck simultaneously, along with lightning imbued with soul power, filling the entire combat platform.

The spatial cracks created by the Star Sword collided with those created by the Wind and Thunder Soul Drum, annihilating each other. The entire combat platform appeared extremely violent, but it caused no harm to Qu Yi or Sang Yun Yi.

The soul attacks in the lightning were still ineffective against Qu Yi.

“Sang Yun Yi, your strength is indeed impressive,” Qu Yi said with a smile after a series of attacks.

According to the records on the Heavenly Ranking, Sang Yunyi, who ranks fourth on it, possesses as many as 350 million spiritual entities within his body—utterly terrifying.
“Qu Yi, I told you—today is your death day. You hid your strength before, but now you’ve revealed the secret of 200 million spiritual entities in your body. It’s impossible for you to launch a surprise attack on me anymore.” Sang Yunyi struck the Wind and Thunder Soul Drum even harder.
More gale-force winds were generated by the drum, clearly beginning to overpower the silver light produced by the Star Sword. Naturally, the spatial rifts created by the two also showed a significant difference.
“Is that so? Do you really believe I only have 200 million spiritual entities?” Qu Yi laughed again.
Sang Yunyi’s expression froze, and he felt an inexplicable tremor in his heart.
Suddenly, as Qu Yi swung his Star Sword, the amount of silver light increased further, now matching the number of gale winds.
“No way… Does Qu Yi still have hidden strength? Does he also have 350 million spiritual entities?”
All the Divine Kings watching the battle were shocked once again. Their gazes toward Qu Yi were filled with murderous intent. Qu Yi’s potential was simply terrifying—having reached the Divine Marshal stage not long ago, he already had such an enormous number of spiritual entities in his body, which was utterly astonishing.
Sang Yunyi also noticed Qu Yi’s change and panicked. Realizing now that Qu Yi had as many spiritual entities as he did, he knew he couldn’t continue fighting against him.
“Should I detonate the Wind and Thunder Soul Drum?” a thought flashed through Sang Yunyi’s mind.
This was the ultimate tactic of the eight great royal families—sending these ten Divine Marshal-level cultivators, each equipped with a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, so that if any of them encountered Qu Yi, they could sacrifice themselves to detonate the treasure and perish together with him.
Sang Yunyi was at a loss.
At that moment, Qu Yi’s lips curled slightly, revealing an almost imperceptible coldness.
The Star Sword was swung again, and the silver light continued to increase.
“What? 400 million spiritual entities!”
At this point, all the Divine Kings saw Qu Yi’s actions and immediately realized that the number of spiritual entities he had summoned had reached 400 million.
400 million—this was comparable to Qiu Guanyi, who ranked first on the Heavenly Ranking.
The Divine Kings of the Eight Realms were distressed upon realizing how deeply Qu Yi had hidden his strength. They knew Sang Yunyi was no longer a match for him.
Sure enough, Qu Yi swung his sword fiercely, startling Sang Yunyi so much that, in his panic, he didn’t even have time to detonate the Wind and Thunder Soul Drum.

The Star Sword created more spatial rifts than the Wind and Thunder Soul Drum, resulting in an overwhelming advantage in the battle within that space. Vast amounts of chaotic energy surged toward Sang Yunyi.