Chapter 48: Duel to the Death

“I’m done!”
As chaotic energy flowed into his body, Bo Cang immediately sensed that his internal world had been sealed, preventing his divine essence from functioning. His spiritual body could no longer leave his body to cast offensive spells—he was now completely at the mercy of others.
Qu Yi, naturally, was the one in control.
“Bo Cang, how about that? My strength is quite impressive, right?” Qu Yi grabbed Bo Cang and brought him to the ground. As soon as he released him, he asked with a smile.
At this point, Bo Cang, whose strength had been rendered useless, stared at Qu Yi in despair, filled with regret.
“Qu Yi, how can you be so strong?” Bo Cang tried to stay calm as he asked.
Seventy million spiritual bodies—this was the number of spiritual bodies in a cultivator at the Divine General stage’s internal world. Just imagine how powerful such a physique must be. After all, the maximum number of integrated spiritual bodies a cultivator at the Divine Marshal stage could possess was only 100 million. Yet Qu Yi already had 70 million integrated spiritual bodies. If he reached the Divine Marshal stage, he would have 70 million of them, allowing him to become one of the top experts among such cultivators.
Such an astonishing miracle was beyond belief even for Bo Cang, who himself was a miracle. But seeing Qu Yi before him made Bo Cang believe that the divine realm truly was a place where myths were born.
Qu Yi smiled faintly, then took out the Spring Rain Sword and said calmly, “I’m going to kill you now. You don’t object, do you?”
Thirty people entered the central area, but only eight could leave. Different factions meant instant combat—some died, some survived. That was the cruel reality. Strength dictated everything. Since Qu Yi had won, he certainly wouldn’t feel the slightest pity.
“I surrender,” Bo Cang said, closing his eyes.
Qu Yi’s lips twitched as he smiled faintly before swinging his sword.
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“Next, I’ll collect all the materials in this space before searching for an exit,” Qu Yi said calmly, showing no trace of concern over his recent act of killing.
Soon, a Spatial Sphere appeared in the air, beginning to collect the precious minerals throughout the space.
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In another space, there was a desert.
Qing Wu Gui appeared in this desert, alone. He looked around but couldn’t determine his direction. With no choice, he flew straight upward, hoping someone else had entered this space as well.
Sure enough, he wasn’t alone. As he flew, his divine sense detected another person approaching from afar.

The two connected mentally and immediately flew closer to each other, stopping abruptly when they were a kilometer apart. The other person was Ba Yigong, ranked eighth on the Earthly Ranking List. His skin was pitch black, as if he were transformed from a monstrous serpent, exuding a cold and cunning aura. Seeing that Qing Wugui was not a top expert on the ranking list, Ba Yigong felt delighted and wore a sinister smile. “Kid, since we’re in the same space, it’s fate that we must fight to the death. I don’t care who you are or what skills you have—use them all. I’ll make sure you die convinced of your defeat,” Ba Yigong said with a malicious grin, completely dismissing Qing Wugui. Of course, Ba Yigong remembered every one of the top 100 names; realizing that his opponent was not even on that list, he looked down on Qing Wugui greatly, practically ignoring him. Qing Wugui simply watched Ba Yigong calmly. Seeing how lightly he was regarded, he said nothing but drew a long sword, pointed it at Ba Yigong, and smiled faintly, “I want your life.” Ba Yigong flew into rage! “Talking tough is useless if you lack strength. Since you dared provoke me, I’ll crush you to pieces!” he roared, pulling out a black, icy whip. With a swish of the whip, the entire desert in a vast area froze, and the space was filled with biting cold winds. “Metal, Wood, Water Spirit Body? Ba Yigong, you’ve met your match,” Qing Wugui immediately sensed that Ba Yigong’s spirit body was of the Metal, Wood, Water type, and smirked mischievously. Qing Wugui’s killing art had already neutralized the laws of Metal, Wood, and Water. Any spell containing these three laws would be affected by him. And now, Ba Yigong tragically possessed all three laws. As Qing Wugui laughed, he swung his sword, creating invisible forces that caused the cold winds to vanish, the ice to melt, and the desert to return to its normal state. “This…” Ba Yigong was utterly terrified. His Metal, Wood, Water Spirit Body suddenly lost control, as if annihilated by some invisible force, leaving it without any attacking power. This was the terrifying power of Qing Wugui’s killing art—rendering Ba Yigong’s spirit body useless, turning a divine general-level spell into one with no offensive power. How could Ba Yigong possibly withstand such a thing?

In other words, against Qing Wu Gui, no matter how Ba Yigong attacked, it was useless. From the moment Qing Wu Gui started the battle, he was already invincible.
“I said it before—your life belongs to me,” Qing Wu Gui reminded him with a smile.
Ba Yigong knew that everything that had happened was because of Qing Wu Gui, and now he dared not underestimate him anymore. He focused solely on defending against Qing Wu Gui’s attacks. “I can’t attack you, but as long as I stay vigilant, you won’t be able to kill me,” was Ba Yigong’s thought at that moment.
Qing Wu Gui’s killing technique could affect spells, but to attack others, he could only rely on his movement skills.
Suddenly, Qing Wu Gui vanished and appeared right in front of Ba Yigong, thrusting his sword forward.
Ba Yigong darted aside just in time to avoid the blade.
“Your speed is fast, but it’s still not as good as mine. I was cultivated by the Ba Snake and am naturally a child of the void. My movement skills have always been my pride. Relying on them to kill me isn’t enough,” Ba Yigong said cheerfully as he dodged.
With each sword strike from Qing Wu Gui, Ba Yigong managed to dodge by staying close to the blade—purely showing off his skills and teasing Qing Wu Gui.
“Is that so? You think your movement skills can dodge my attacks? How naive,” Qing Wu Gui suddenly said.
Ba Yigong’s heart froze; he had an ominous premonition.
Sure enough, as Qing Wu Gui attacked with his right hand, he pulled out ten divine artifacts at the Divine General level with his left hand. With a mischievous smile, he swung his sword while throwing all ten artifacts at once.
The sword came charging, and Ba Yigong had no choice but to dodge in one direction—exactly where Qing Wu Gui had thrown the artifacts.
“Boom!”
Qing Wu Gui shouted coldly. The ten artifacts exploded right in front of Ba Yigong. The void tore open, and chaotic energy surged toward him, extremely dangerous.
Ba Yigong’s eyes were filled with anger, but he had to think of protecting himself. A black defensive armor appeared on his body, and his divine energy surged to maximize its defensive power.
The energy in the void swept past quickly and disappeared, failing to break Ba Yigong’s armor.
Just as Ba Yigong wanted to mock him, he saw that Qing Wu Gui was now holding all ten artifacts in both hands, smiling happily, and throwing them all at once to form a circular barrier. In an instant, those twenty artifacts exploded.
“Disgraceful.”

Ba Yigong was extremely anxious. He shouted loudly but had to summon his divine essence once again to activate his defensive armor to its strongest defensive state, desperately resisting the attacks of the chaotic energy from the void.
“I just don’t believe this guy has an endless supply of divine artifacts,” Ba Yigong thought to himself as he fought back.
Just as the chaotic energy was about to disappear, Qing Wugui promptly threw thirty more divine artifacts, detonating them all at once. Even larger gaps tore open in the void, and even more violent chaotic energy swept through like a storm.
“Despicable!” Ba Yigong couldn’t help but explode in anger, his usually cold expression turning furious.
But with the chaotic energy already attacking, no matter how angry he was, Ba Yigong had to desperately defend against this wave of attacks. After all, only if he survived could he seek revenge on Qing Wugui; otherwise, everything would be in vain.
More divine essence flowed into his defensive armor, emitting waves of black light as it reached its ultimate defensive state.
Seeing this, Qing Wugui smiled and took out forty more divine artifacts.
Qu Yi had given Qing Wugui as many as ten thousand divine artifacts—this was just the beginning. Who would have thought he would have to kill the eighth-ranked figure in this region so soon?
“Ba Yigong, your life is in my hands now,” Qing Wugui shouted coldly, his expression icy as he threw all forty divine artifacts.
Boom…
The forty divine artifacts detonated simultaneously, tearing ten gaps in the void. The chaotic energy surged out like a fierce dragon crossing a river, causing waves to crash everywhere. The entire space was filled with chaotic energy, instantly enveloping Ba Yigong.
“Ahh…”
Ba Yigong could no longer resist. His defensive armor was instantly destroyed, and his physical body couldn’t withstand the devouring force of the chaotic energy either. In an instant, he vanished.
Qing Wugui calmly watched the void before turning away without a glance and flying into the air to search for an exit from this desolate space.
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Both Qu Yi and Qing Wugui encountered opponents in their respective spaces. In another realm, where peaks rose like bamboo stalks, Wu Yuan also faced an opponent there.
This person came from the imperial clan of the Shuikan Divine Domain—the Wu clan. His name was Wu Tansen, the strongest disciple at the Divine General level among the Wu clan and also ranked very high on the regional list, at number sixteen.
Wu Tansen carried himself with elegance and grace, his eyes clear as water, making one want to drop any doubts or wariness they might have.

At that moment, Wu Tanxin smiled warmly at Wu Yuan and said, “I know you. You must be the person by Qu Yi’s side, named Wu Yuan, right? Good. I’ve always wanted to have a fight with Qu Yi. Now I’ll kill you first so that Qu Yi will come to me and we can have a proper battle.”
Wu Yuan, carrying the Jiukong stick on his shoulder, looked down on Wu Tanxin with contempt and sneered, “Wu Tanxin, you’re not good enough to fight Qu Yi. Today, I’ll kill you and completely crush your wish.”
With that, Wu Yuan dashed forward and swung his stick.