Is that a Wisp?

"Damn it. How long?" Krune grunted, noticing that Solare's mind was becoming more and more unstable as time passed. All the memory fragments in his mind were swirling towards the Mental Energy bubble, slamming into it from time to time.

Even though they were Solare's own memory fragments, currently, the mysterious spark within the Mental Energy bubble was slowly affecting them, influencing them to move against the bubble.

Once the Mental Energy bubble was destroyed, the spark would be able to instantly influence the rest of his mind and instantly turn Solare into a member of the Abolition Tower.

By the time that becomes a reality, Solare would use the entirety of his being to explode. Now that he had formed a connection with the God Seat, his foundation had become enormous.

It was now an incomparably vast foundation, akin to a mighty ocean. When everything was combusted to result in an explosion, the Mountain Sect Sub-Realm and the Mountain Sect would be obliterated, with not even a single stone of it remaining.

Plus, the blast radius would continue forth, possibly engulfing the continents of Zamuria, Rumria, and Guria. It may even expand further.

After all, this God Seat consisted of the entirety of the Law that the previous God possessed. It was created after extracting the respective Law from the entirety of the God Realm and even the lower three Realms.

So, the entirety of this law had been extracted from the Four Realms to create this God Seat in preparations to leave the Four Realms. When that God had failed, they died, but the God Realm somehow managed to reclaim their God Seat.

As long as Solare inherited it properly, it would recover the foundation of the Four Realms.

But now, this also meant that the God Seat was the strongest bomb one could create. It would be stronger than what would happen if a God became a member of the Abolition Tower.

After all, their Law would be spread throughout the Four Realms. So, the explosion would also be dispersed. It would surely weaken the foundation of the Four Realms but wouldn't impact it severely.

But now, if this God Seat were to explode, it would directly puncture a hole through the fabric of reality and create a hole that would lead out into the chaotic space beyond.

That would become a permanent injury worse than the swirling mass in the God Realm that could be witnessed from all corners of it.

Those beyond the Four Realms would also be able to easily invade through it and destroy it as a whole.

So, a lot of things were riding stake here. They couldn't just abandon the place or chuck Solare to some corner in the God Realm and leave the problems to occur somewhere else.

If they failed here, they would never be able to recover in the future.

On top of that, from the moment he was born, it was Krune that took care of Solare. Even though Solare was heavily pampered, it was his soft character that caused others to wish to pamper him further.

So, there was no way in hell Krune would allow anything to happen to Solare, not under his watch, not before his very eyes.

The three Cultivation Lotuses in his subspace unleashed a torrent of Godly Energy that was entirely absorbed by him, turned into Mental Energy as he poured it into the Mental Energy bubble, struggling to keep the spark under control.

While doing so, he was able to notice that the spark was accumulating power mysteriously, combating his Mental Energy. Plus, it seemed that over time, he would be defeated.

Even now, the Mental Energy bubble was slowly turning weaker despite the torrent of Mental Energy he was pouring into it.

That wasn't all. Even Tina had arrived at the scene and entered his subspace, generating a torrent of Mental Energy surpassing the three Cultivation Lotuses.

It only caused him to gain the upper hand temporarily before, eventually, Krune's face paled once more. The spark was slowly pushing him back once again.

By the looks of it, its growth in power was beyond what he could handle as it was accelerating.

Krune focused on the subspace, noticing that Feifei, Zamura, and Sterlena were working to their utmost, multitasking as they were comprehending the Mental Energy Law while also working on probing the mysterious Law Core in an effort to understand the power of their enemy and device a countermeasure for it.

However, they needed time to do that, time that they didn't have at hand.

As he stared at their snail-paced progress and at the accelerating growth of the spark in Solare's mind, Krune's face trembled, recalling the scene in Layer 3 of the Sub-Realm in the Four Sectors Border Region.

The bloody figure of a woman swam through the waters, severely injured, barely able to prolong her life due to the innate healing effect present within the water. Being carried in her hand was the baby figure of Solare.

Sheer determination was what willed her to move, move to survive her pursuers, move to find someone to entrust her child with.

And finally, when she looked at Krune, she felt that she was able to trust him with her son. Even though Krune wasn't willing to take care of Solare at first as that was annoying, the moment he heard the cries of the baby that was drowning in the water, he couldn't remain detached any longer.

He had picked up Solare, and that was when he decided to bring him up. Even though it was annoying, Krune didn't mind it much.

Or rather, him having to take care of Solare was what kept the final strand of his sanity intact. Otherwise, he would have gone insane.

After that, he watched Solare grow up, spending the first twenty years of their lives together. After that, Solare went through his own journey before returning to the Mountain Sect. To be honest, Krune had already begun to see Solare as his son, even though they weren't blood-related.

But now, at the thought that he would die, tears streamed out of Krune's eyes as he gritted until blood leaked out of his lips. "Fuck this!"

He faced the sky as the nerves on his neck bulged as he accumulated the peak of his power, infusing it into his Sonic Radar until his throat exploded, bellowing at his utmost, "Luvile! You fucker! Come here!"

Boom!

The skies of the Mountain Sect were instantly filled with tribulation lightning after that.