Is that a Wisp?

"Zamura…?" the Seamstress muttered in disbelief, staring at the figure of the teenager that stood behind Zamura. "Baaastard! Get away from him!"

"Noisy!" The teenager snorted as the Seamstress's face instantly turned serene, sporting a mild smile as she had become a member of the Abolition Tower, exploding, killing countless immortals, both the Mountain Sect and Mist Sect alike.

The teenager gazed at the sky, seeing tribulation lightning spill out in torrents, expressing the heaven's wrath. "What can you do now, Kun Realm? You're late."

"I've already killed your champion."

…

"Hold on! Endure!" Gegrafikan bellowed, arriving at Krune's help in defending Mountain Sect.

"What about the battle there?" Krune shouted as he emptied his reserves, unleashing another torrent of Lightning Needles.

"The others will pull through. I'm sure of it!" Gegrafikan shouted. "You alone won't be able to hold back so many Primal Gods."

Roar!

The Heavenly Aberrant roared, shooting forth countless Law Projectiles that were many times stronger than before, riddling the defensive barriers erected by the Primal Gods useless one after another as large law fragments dropped to the ground like meteors. They were what the barriers of the Primal Gods had turned into after being converted by the laws in the Law Projectiles.

Boom!

"Ahhh!" Gegrafikan roared as a majority of his body was blasted by the combined attacks of a dozen Primal Gods. It had been a minute since Faunkill's death, but the cultivation of the Primal Gods had only dropped by two minor realms.

They were still strong enough to turn the tides of war, constantly attacking Gegrafikan.

Krune's clones soon began to die one after another under the attacks of the Primal Gods as their numbers diminished rapidly.

He brought out all his Pseudo-Wisps, creating more and more clones to fight. But over time, the strength of his clones continued to fall as he soon ran out of Pseudo-Wisps that absorbed enough Godly Energy equivalent to the God Trial Realm.

After that were the Semi-God Realm equivalent Pseudo-Wisps. Crossing this point, the Pseudo-Wisps were no longer able to make any difference as the created clones were too weak to even scratch the Primal Gods anymore.

Even before, at his peak strength, he had to unleash tens of thousands of abilities to harm them. At present, he couldn't do much as Krune grunted, retracting all the Little Krune fragments, reforming Little Krune.

Little Krune burrowed into his dantian, the place it was born from, as Krune attained his strongest state, experiencing a spike in his power. That wasn't all… he also began to absorb all the Pseudo-Wisps in the subspace, ignoring the damage such rapid absorption did to his meridians, forcefully raising his cultivation.

Ninth Stage of the God Trial Realm!

"Raaah!" Followed by a shout, a beam of tribulation lightning slammed into him from the skies as Krune was almost vaporized as a result. But he instantly reformed himself, having finished his fastest breakthrough to date.

First Stage of the Elementary God Realm!

"Tch… tch… tch… how brave!" Just as Krune planned to severely cripple one of the weakest Primal Gods among the group and allow Gegrafikan to devour him and grow strong enough to defeat their foes, a baleful voice resounded in his mind, grating to the ears.

"Arrrgh!" His eyes turned red immediately as blood suddenly gushed out of his orifices, alarming him.

"Krruuuuneeee!" Sterlena noticed something amiss, teleporting before him as she noticed his expression crumbling as an expression of sadness appeared on his face.

"I… don't like deaths… big sis," Krune said as tears streamed out of his eyes, noticing that he was unable to even move, gazing at the figure of a teenager that had appeared before him.

Bam!

Right as Sterlena was about to save him, the teenager smacked him away, raising his brows in response. "That's one tough body."

He then grinned at Krune, slowly extending his hand. "The Kun Realm's Champion, the wisp that defied fate, and the hope of this world. Wouldn't it be nice to give despair instead to your realm?"

"You'll become the spark that'll signal the destruction of your realm!" the teenager said as he pointed at Krune's face, implanting a Spark inside him.

'Pray!' Krune shouted using the last of his strength, activating his trump cards.

I'm Hungry, Gimme Your Power!

The power behind the Spark was consumed as Krune gathered it in his hands, slamming it into the teenager in return, using the fraction of a second to perform his final preparations.

'Go to Feifei.' He commanded the subspace, gazing at the figure of Turia that was protected within. 'Take care of everyone until I return.'

Zombie Food, Hunger Wave!

Expending all his power, he slammed his strongest ability into the teenager as his figure slowly morphed to return to wisp form, a peaceful, bubbly existence that had to endure the world's cruelty.

And now, all his meridians flowed in reverse, retreating into his Wisp Core that went into overdrive, slowly turning his ethereal form transparent as the Spark was activated.

"Krune!" Sterlena bellowed in despair.

"Uncle!" Kulla and Kuttul noticed the scene from afar, screaming in despair as they watched Krune's Wisp Core accumulate a tremendous power in an instant before vanishing. A fraction of a second later, a terrifying explosion resounded, creating a gigantic sun in the place at the heat, with the explosion itself tearing up the entire Mountain Sect, killing the Guardian Spirit in the process.

Gegrafikan used all his power to guard the Mountain Sect Sub-Realm, vaporized in the explosion as he was too close to Krune when all this happened.

"Hah… haha… hahaha." The teenager roared in laughter immediately after, gazing at the resounding explosion. "Man, look at that size. Krune's indeed the Kun Realm's champion, such frightening foundation and potential."

"Arrgghhhh!" Lightning rumbled in the skies as Luvile's roar of anger and sadness resounded throughout the battlefield, slamming tens of thousands of tribulation lightning bolts onto the teenager.

"I was able to easily distract the lot of you gods with a mere clone. You Kun Realm weaklings are insanely gullible." The teenager laughed as he punched forth, shattering all the bolts of lightning. "Mere cultivation-based attacks without body or mind cultivation integrated into it?"

"Weak!"