Is that a Wisp?

"Damnit!" Krune cursed. Without the barrier erected by Calveb, he only had less than an hour of defense left in the Protection Talisman he had. If the numerous Poison Spectres in the place attacked him all of a sudden, it would shatter within a dozen seconds, causing him to be affected by the poison eventually.

Even though the Sun Stone in his ethereal form would help him out to a certain extent, he wasn't sure how long it could last under the unceasing tide of Poison Spectres that threw themselves onto him. After all, he was in the heart of their territory, where they were in great numbers.

But right as he prepared himself to fight his way out with all his might or for his eventual doom, the pond changed color all of a sudden. It was no longer murky. The Spiritual Mark powering it had already been taken.

With that, no new Poison Spectre was being birthed. Instead, the pond turned blue all of a sudden as the murkiness changed into smoke that billowed out, as if they were before a volcanic crater. A lightning bolt flashed out from it, landing on a Poison Spectre, vaporizing it instantly.

"Screw it!" Right as Krune was about to escape, a faint fluctuation swept past as a stream of information appeared in his mind, causing him to gawk like his brain had been fried clean. After all, another Spiritual Mark had appeared. And this one was something that caused him to become excited like a baby that was given candy for the first time after asking for it for many years.

Tribulation Lightning Spiritual Mark!

"What…the heck? Of course! Accept! I accept!" Krune shouted at the top of his lungs, clearly understanding the power of this Spiritual Mark. Tribulation Lightning was part of the Tribulation Laws. It was the sole law that could never be comprehended by a cultivator, Krune included.

The moment he tried, he would experience a head-splitting headache. In fact, there was only one person that was capable of using Tribulation Lightning. That was the God that had become one using the Tribulation Laws, his friend Luvile.

And now, he obtained a Spiritual Mark that was capable of unleashing Tribulation Lightning. The worth of something like that needn't be said. The moment he accepted it, the Tribulation Lightning Spiritual Mark exited the billowing smoke and entered his Wisp Core, fusing into it.

Immediately, a resounding laughter echoed in his mind, "Hahaha, you didn't find this through luck or coincidence. I had arranged for this to be sent to you, my friend. I hope it is of use in your travels."

The voice was from Luvile. Though, when Krune tried to communicate, he realized that this was just a recording of Luvile that he had left within the Spiritual Mark.

His voice turned somber as he continued, "The God Realm is incomparably difficult and complicated to understand due to the numerous users of Spiritual Incarnations that revive in the future and wreak havoc while bringing their tens of thousands of years old sentiments into play. So, proceed with caution, and if you have good friends to rely upon, establish a sect. That stability would help you grow the fastest."

Krune could feel a sense of exhaustion within Luvile's voice that continued to speak. "I have a lot of work to be done here. So, even if your life's at risk, I'll be unable to arrive at your rescue. I hope that by the time we meet again, you'll already be a God."

"Take care, Krune."

"Thanks, man." Krune laughed as he could feel the power of the Tribulation Lightning Spiritual Mark as he vanished from the location, soon appearing outside the Alacatra Ruins at a discrete location, noticing the figure of Calveb walking away in a certain direction.

Krune didn't meet up with him, though. There was no reason for him to do so. Calveb was only at the First Stage of Qi Condensation. And, it seemed he wished to live on the ground level for the rest of his life.

So, he wasn't someone Krune was interested in befriending or bringing along. Rather, he simply didn't have the freedom of time to wait for him to obtain insight into the ways of cultivation and proceed up the Immortal Peak.

Therefore, all he did was remain at the place, waiting for Feifei to show up. As time passed, he indeed got bored. So, Krune looked around at the plain walls surrounding this place, thinking of something as he grinned, condensing a tiny Cloud Whale that flew towards the walls and unleashed its air needle, beginning to draw something on the wall.

A month later, Krune had finished creating a detailed mural on the walls. In it showcased a scene where a wisp hovered in the air, seated atop the Cloud Whale as it roamed through the heavens, at times unleashing beams of light onto the world to heal, strengthen, or even punish the people by freezing them into ice sculptures.

It was nothing more than a prank since he needed to do something to curb his boredom. Moreover, he also left a note at the end, one that said, "If you wish to become a perennial, reach the summit of the Immortal Peak and head towards our sect. Find the one named Krune. You'll truly embark on the path of cultivation after that."

"Well, this might be a good way to recruit talented disciples in the future." He laughed, soon slumping on the ground in boredom, waiting with a blank look, wishing for Feifei to arrive quickly.

In this manner, five months passed by as Krune blankly stared at the walls, having increased the level of detail on it to a tremendous extent. Now, he could safely say that the level of the mural here surpassed—in the workmanship detail—those within the Alacatra Ruins by a large margin.

Eventually, on one fine day, an injured figure appeared at the place, causing Krune to hurry towards her in alarm. "Feifei!"

"I'm fine," Feifei muttered weakly, swallowing a Water Essence as her injuries began to slowly heal. She slumped on the ground as she told him, "I'm going to sleep now. I haven't slept properly for five months now."

"Alright, get some good rest." Krune sighed in relief, watching Feifei's injuries slowly heal.