Chapter 7: Cultivation in the Open Ocean

Could a Divine King Artifact be crafted so easily?
Although Qu Yi had said himself that it was possible to create Divine King Artifacts effortlessly, witnessing this process firsthand, as a Master Artificer and Spirit of Tools, he was utterly astonished and filled with resentment.
“Qu Yi, stop already! If you don’t want to drive me mad,” the Spirit of Tools hurriedly called out.
The more he thought about it, the more resentful he became. He had started cultivating in the Divine Realm from the lowest level, the Divine Being stage, and gradually learned to craft divine artifacts on his own, eventually mastering a set of formation techniques—all at great personal cost.
Even after reaching the Divine King realm and attaining a high level of mastery in formations, it still took a long time to craft a single Divine King Artifact.
Thus, seeing Qu Yi create numerous Divine King Artifacts with just one thought filled him with intense resentment and jealousy.
Qu Yi chuckled and indeed stopped. He then gathered hundreds of thousands of the newly crafted Divine King Artifacts and smiled at the Spirit of Tools.
“Spirit of Tools, if I were to detonate these over seven hundred thousand Divine King Artifacts at once, how many Divine Kings do you think would die?” Qu Yi asked with a smile, his eyes gleaming—clearly considering such an act.
Hearing this, the Spirit of Tools blinked several times, seemingly out of breath, and said gravely, “Qu Yi, you’re insane. I feel like I might die of fear just being with you.”
There was no record in the history of the Divine Realm of Divine King Artifacts being used to kill Divine Kings. After all, crafting a single one was already so difficult—who would dare detonate one? Moreover, Divine Kings used instant teleportation to move through spatial turbulence, making it hard to kill them.
Yet, the Spirit of Tools now believed that if many divine artifacts exploded suddenly, it would be possible to kill a Divine King outright, preventing them from escaping into spatial turbulence.
Qu Yi simply smiled faintly, waved his hand, and separated two hundred thousand of the Divine King Artifacts to give to the Spirit of Tools.
“Spirit of Tools, keep these two hundred thousand divine artifacts. They might prove useful in critical moments,” Qu Yi said calmly, a sinister undertone in his voice that made people uneasy.
Without hesitation, the Spirit of Tools accepted the two hundred thousand Divine King Artifacts, smiling happily.
“Qu Yi, since you’ve reached the Divine King realm, has that Chaos Orb in your soul space transformed into a Soul Infant?” the Spirit of Tools suddenly asked, curiosity evident on his face.

When a human deity reaches the rank of Divine King, the five soul orbs in their soul space immediately converge and transform into a soul infant.
The Artifact God was once besieged and killed, with its physical body destroyed, but its soul survived in the form of a baby.
Upon hearing this, Qu Yi gave a bitter smile and calmly said, “I can no longer sense the existence of my soul.”
The Artifact God was so shocked that it sat down immediately, seemingly stunned again by Qu Yi, whose words had once again shattered its common sense. It sat on the ground, staring at Qu Yi, unable to speak.
How could a cultivator survive without a soul?
“Qu Yi, don’t joke. How is it possible you have no soul?” the Artifact God asked with a smile, wanting to verify it.
The soul is fundamental; without it, there is death. The Artifact God would not easily abandon this common sense.
Qu Yi smiled faintly and said firmly, “Why would I joke? Is it fun to scare you? I just mean I can no longer sense my soul’s presence. But I know it must exist in some other form. I just don’t know where right now.”
The Artifact God was confused, still unable to understand Qu Yi’s words—how could a soul exist yet not be sensed? It was utterly contradictory.
Qu Yi didn’t explain further. Since he himself couldn’t sense his soul, how could he explain it clearly? He left it to the Artifact God to figure out.
The Artifact God didn’t overthink it. As long as Qu Yi was standing in front of it alive, it didn’t matter whether he had a soul or not.
“Qu Yi, let’s return to the Divine Realm now. We’ll go together to confront the Divine Kings of the Ze Dui Divine Domain and the Tian Qian Divine Domain,” the Artifact God said, energized, licking its lips.
At that moment, Qu Yi shook his head and smiled faintly, “Artifact God, wait a bit longer. Once Wu Yuan and Qing Wu Gui reach the rank of Divine King, then we can return to the Divine Realm.”
Only then did the Artifact God understand why Qu Yi wanted it to wait—he wanted everyone to arrive in the Divine Realm together, all displaying the rank of Divine King, before jointly confronting the eight Divine Kings.
“Alright, I’ll wait,” the Artifact God replied immediately.
Qu Yi nodded and smiled.
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In the core area of the outer seas of the Divine Realm, there lived the strongest sea beasts in those waters.
Here, even when attacked by a Divine King, each sea beast had a chance of surviving—they were incredibly powerful.
Wu Yuan and Qing Wu Gui were currently training together in this core area, fighting against powerful sea beasts day and night without rest.
In some part of the sea.

“Dragon Crocodile, come out! I challenge you,” Qing Wugui’s voice was deep but filled with murderous intent. Over the years, Qing Wugui had constantly challenged sea beasts and practiced the art of killing. With the last element of the Earth element law nearly conquered, he trained even harder, aiming to rapidly reach the rank of Divine King. Suddenly, thousands of meters above the sea surface, a massive fountain erupted in all directions, revealing a colossal body—a thousand-meter-long crocodile with a dragon’s head. Its presence exuded immense pressure, causing the sea water to drop by a hundred meters, creating a huge crater hundreds of meters in diameter. Seeing the Dragon Crocodile appear, Qing Wugui’s eyes lit up briefly before turning cold. He vanished instantly and appeared right in front of the dragon’s head, thrusting his Water Condensing Sword forward. The sword strike seemed ordinary, but a powerful murderous intent was concealed within its energy. The primal energies of metal, wood, water, and fire from the surrounding space surged forward, forming blades that attacked the Dragon Crocodile, effectively masking that murderous intent. “Your attack power is far too weak. Even if you kill me, you won’t harm me in the slightest,” the Dragon Crocodile said disdainfully, looking at Qing Wugui. Indeed, Qing Wugui’s art of killing could draw on the primal energies of the surrounding space to create spiritual attacks, but their power was limited. However, if the opponent used spells, his art could interfere with the laws within those spells, significantly weakening them. The Dragon Crocodile remained motionless, its massive body withstanding each attack without any damage. “Ah…” The Dragon Crocodile cried out in pain upon realizing its dragon head was damaged and that its soul space was filled with murderous intent, as if attacked by countless forces. Naturally, it realized it had been deceived—Qing Wugui had clearly used a trick. “I’ll kill you!” The Dragon Crocodile quickly suppressed the murderous intent in its soul space, filled with rage. Its dragon eyes glared at Qing Wugui. In a flash, it seemed to break through spatial constraints and glided in front of Qing Wugui, swinging its dragon head to strike him head-on. Qing Wugui’s expression turned serious. He immediately used his art of killing, gathering all the primal energies of metal, wood, water, and earth into a single mass to confront the Dragon Crocodile’s head. The mass of primal energy shattered instantly.

However, Qing Wu Gui took the opportunity to avoid the danger and thrust his sword again, this time with full murderous intent, enveloping the entire dragon crocodile’s body in an attempt to weaken it with his powerful killing aura. The dragon crocodile, enraged, emitted its own deadly aura, which matched Qing Wu Gui’s murderous intent in a fierce battle of offense and defense, with attacks coming from all directions. Since its movements were not affected by the killing aura, the dragon crocodile immediately opened its mouth wide and spat out over 400 million spirit entities of metal, wood, water, and earth, forming a wave of sea-like energy that rushed toward Qing Wu Gui’s body. Seeing the dragon crocodile using magic to attack him, Qing Wu Gui smiled in satisfaction—this was exactly the kind of battle he needed. To eliminate the laws of earth, he first had to become familiar with them, and the magic emitted by this dragon crocodile contained those laws, which were precisely what he needed right now. Qing Wu Gui quickly retreated to avoid being hit by the wave, while expanding his consciousness to sense the laws of earth within that sea of spirit entities. The dragon crocodile, surprised by Qing Wu Gui’s speed, realized that he had deliberately hidden his fastest movement tactics earlier, showing some disdain for it, which only intensified its anger. Roar… The dragon crocodile glided in another space-jump-like movement; as its entire body rotated, its head spat out spirit entities. The rotating body forcefully absorbed the primal energy from the surrounding space, and the spat-out spirit entities formed massive boulders hundreds of meters in size, all flying toward Qing Wu Gui’s body without any gaps. Seeing this, Qing Wu Gui simply smiled faintly and unleashed his full combat skills. The incoming boulders, once they reached him, lost all traces of the laws of metal, wood, and water, leaving only the law of earth. Even as the boulders struck him, Qing Wu Gui’s body suffered no harm at all. “Damn it…” The dragon crocodile was shocked, realizing now that Qing Wu Gui was a formidable opponent. Qing Wu Gui soared away again, thrusting his Ning Shui Sword sharply once more, with his overwhelming killing aura once again enveloping the dragon crocodile’s body. The dragon crocodile could only release its deadly aura once more to resist it. Then, it spat out more spirit entities, which formed powerful water blades that all targeted Qing Wu Gui. Qing Wu Gui smiled faintly—this was exactly his battle plan. He had to keep provoking the dragon crocodile to force it to use all its magic so that he could eliminate the remaining laws of earth. The laws of metal, wood, and water within the water blades separated once again, and the water blades made of earth naturally caused no harm when they struck Qing Wu Gui.

With Qingwu’s return met by the dragon crocodile’s puzzled gaze, it flew away once again, its Water Condensing Sword thrusting straight at the dragon’s eye, angering the dragon crocodile once more.
Furious, the dragon crocodile launched continuous attacks.