Is that a Wisp?

"Let's fight!" Shouting in response, Zamura patted the pouch hung at the side of his hip, causing countless rings to fly out as they formed a net behind him. Immediately after, the storage rings were absorbed within the bodies of the respective ring spirits that manifested behind them.

Their auras slowly climbed up as they were all immortals. In fact, quite a few had already reached the God Trial Realm in power.

"You're able to upgrade their power?" Krune asked in shock, seeing many familiar faces among the ring spirits.

"It takes time, but yeah, it's possible," Zamura replied. "All the ring spirits in my possession have interesting abilities, after all. With the materials our Sub-Realm is able to produce, I've been working in my free time to improve them."

"It does take time since I have to ensure there aren't any changes in the structure or composition of the ring." He lightly wiped his sweat as he said that. "If any change happens, the ring spirit would no longer be the strongest version of equipment spirit for that ring. Also, the spirit itself might suffer some damage. So, as their realm increases, it gets harder and harder to upgrade them."

"That's still pretty amazing," Krune said, letting out ten thousand clones of himself. At the Semi-God Realm, Little Krune was able to fragment itself into ten thousand versions. Once he inserted them into a Pseudo-Wisp each, they formed a clone.

Thanks to the Cultivation Lotus in his position, there was enough Godly Energy for his needs, allowing the clones to constantly cultivate and also reach the Semi-God Realm in strength. It did take time for them to reach such a stage, after all.

But once attained, as long as they weren't destroyed, they were pretty much another copy of Krune.

And now, seeing ten thousand versions of the same, Zamura gulped once, laughing awkwardly as he caused his army of equipment spirits to attack.

Both sides clashed as a myriad of abilities flashed forth, causing the sky to be filled with a variety of colors.

They had appeared above the waters surrounding Mountain Sect to battle. And to witness it, all the sect members congregated atop a platform that Feifei had erected for them to watch everything comfortably.

They just treated it as a festival of sorts. As it was a friendly competition, not to mention it being a battle between two of their founding members, the sect members were excited.

Only ten seconds into the battle, the Semi-God Realm cultivators raged forth, complaining, "That's cheating! A Semi-God Realm cultivator isn't that strong."

Among them, those whose cultivation had exceeded Krune wanted to cry, realizing that they wouldn't even last two rounds from Krune.

After all, a casual punch from Krune unleashed a violent gale, not to mention the fact that there were ten thousand doing the same.

For the first few minutes, the two sides were seemingly in a standoff. One side punched nonstop while the other side defended against the violent gales and tried to approach their opponent.

The two sides then clashed as the sect members were stunned, seeing the might condensed by their founding members.

The battle raged on for an entire day as Krune and Zamura only stared at one another, not even taking a step from their original position. They hadn't made a move until now.

"Shall we start?" Krune grinned, slowly taking out his Pestlor.

"You're taking out your weapon before me?" Zamura laughed, waving his hand, shocked to see the Pestlor still remaining in Krune's control.

Or rather, he could feel the Pestlor intending to come to his side for a moment before returning to Krune's side voluntarily.

As he sensed his actions, he noticed that his power—to convert the equipment spirits of others into his own—dropped in level alarmingly for a second before returning to normal.

He gazed at Krune, smiling. "So you've completed it."

"Yep." Sporting a praying expression, Krune smiled. Within the subspace, the Galki were kneeling before an altar that had been shaped to resemble Zamura.

During his research, Krune realized that he wasn't able to learn this technique. It only seemed to be exclusive to the Galki. And, if he still learned it, then he'll face many obstacles, especially to his cultivation base.

The Galki were never able to become immortal, flawed beings, to be specific. So, if Krune obtained their power, his cultivation base would take a hit.

So, what he had derived was a technique that would simply channel their powers through him. And what best to use it for other than Mental Energy?

Krune had already performed something similar in the Realm of Sufferings, causing people to inherit his Cloud Whale.

He had done that by referring to the Galki and the shadowy beings at the border of the Zamuria Continent. And now, that experience was the breakthrough he needed to employ this power.

Having already lived in the subspace for more than a century, the Galki had already adapted to the place and established a city. And at the center of the city was a massive altar that could be seen from every part of the city.

As the city was constructed within a crater, this was possible. Thanks to his experience with taming the Motor Fishes in Layer 3 of the Sub-Realm, Krune made use of Mental Energy, engraving a formation within the city.

This way, the moment he thought of it, all the Galki going about their lives in the city would kneel and immediately begin praying towards the altar. As for the altar itself, it would morph in shape and turn into the target that he had selected.

And now, it had become Zamura as all the Galki began to obtain his abilities. After that, they channeled Zamura's power that targeted equipment spirits into the formation that formed the ground of the city, coursing it through Mental Energy that Krune channeled out of his body.

It was a population game. As he channeled it through enough Galki, the resulting power was able to negate Zamura's power, causing Pestlor to remain in his control.

"You've grown stronger, Krune." Zamura smiled. "What do you call this technique?"

"I'm glad you asked." Krune grinned in response, stating, "I call the technique…"

"I'm Hungry, Gimme Your Power!"

"…" Zamura stared at him before closing his eyes. "Forget I ever asked."