Is that a Wisp?

Mong Realm!

The trio of Krune, Sterlena, and Gegrafikan arrived at a secluded location on the outskirts of an old city. It was called an old city due to the fact that the buildings were too worn down.

The strength of the people in this city wasn't much to note about. Most were at the God Foundation Realm, with a small group at the God Core Realm. For cultivators at the Nascent God Realm, there was a mere handful.

"I never expected this to be the case in the Mong Realm that's invading everywhere," Krune muttered.

"That's because there's barely any Godly Energy here," Sterlena said as she flailed her hand in the air. "Them being able to reach the Nascent God Realm here is already astounding."

"That's also true." Gegrafikan nodded, casually probing through the city as he understood everything.

All of them had a basic understanding of the Mong Realm's power system, language, and culture. Thanks to that, they were able to probe through the strength of others and also sense the Mong Realm's Godly Energy.

However, they weren't able to harness this Godly Energy. After all, even though it was Godly Energy, its functional makeup was different from the Kun Realm's. Hence, they couldn't rely on it and would have to use their private resources.

Sterlena and Gegrafikan had a storage ring full of God Stones, mostly at Rank 8. They were gifted by the Gods. A Rank 8 God Stone had energy quality on par with a Primal God and was the highest level of God Stone that could be produced on a supercontinent.

They were already rare, so the Gods had to empty their pockets to find enough to fill their two spatial rings. There were Rank 9 God Stones as well, but they were so rare that even a God had at most a few of them lying around.

As Sterlena and Gegrafikan didn't have other modes of energy replenishment, all the Rank 8 God Stones were given to them.

As for Krune, he had a large space in the subspace. Therefore, he was fine with filling it up using Rank 7 God Stones. That was enough for him, considering he had the Cultivation Lotus to rely upon for Godly Energy.

Then again, it wasn't as if this was all they had to rely upon. This was where Gegrafikan arrived.

As a Spirit Aberrant, he had the capability to rapidly transform the part of the Mong Realm into the Kun Realm, thereby making everything there into resources suitable for their use.

Though, if they did this, there was a chance some experts might sense the changes and arrive to look into the issue. In short, that might just make things worse.

So at present, their plan was to rely upon the Godly Energy produced by the Cultivation Lotus. Then, they'll only make use of the God Stones during emergencies.

"Are you able to sense the key, Krune?" Sterlena asked.

"Let me try," Krune replied, condensing his Soul Needle to see it pointing in a certain direction. He walked away, noticing the Soul Needle not even budging much, causing him to sigh. "It's too far away that it's no use at present. In any case, it at least shows us in the direction we have to traverse towards."

"Let's gather some details first," Gegrafikan said, slowly entering the city when suddenly, he stood rooted to the spot in shock. Krune and Sterlena were the same too.

After all, the city's atmosphere was just that strange.

"We've defeated the Tilk Realm!" A cultivator shouted in joy, tearing up.

"We'll annex their entirety!"

"More Godly Energy to cultivate!"

"We'll grow stronger!"

"W-What the hell is up with these people?" Krune was alarmed, "Don't they realize that their actions would result in hundreds of billions of people dead?"

"It seems they just don't care about that," Sterlena muttered, pointing at a nearby television. "Look, this is what they've been feeding the people for who knows how many millions of years."

"Reports say that the Godly Energy of our Realm has dipped by 0.7 percent compared to the past century. Experts estimate that after 17,000 years, the Mong Realm would run out of Godly Energy." The reporter on the news channel began speaking.

"17,000 years…" an old man muttered. "For a mortal, that's too far. But for an immortal, that's just a short cultivation session. And we have plenty of immortals here. 17,000 years is just too little."

"Old man…" Krune approached him, asking, "Do you have immortals among your family members?"

"My son and even my grandson is an immortal." The old man smiled gently in response. "I didn't like living for that long, so I didn't form my Spiritual Incarnation. Still, I've lived a fulfilling 120 years, so I don't have any regrets. I can still live on for another 80 years, hoho."

He then observed Krune's face, asking, "You're not from here, are you?"

"I traveled from a faraway place," Krune said, smiling wryly. "I just plan to see various sights…"

"Futile!" The old man snorted all of a sudden. "Instead of going on with such a fruitless endeavor, you're better off fighting against our enemies. Enter a foreign realm and kill some of their immortals while bringing their resources back. That's better than wasting energy by sightseeing."

"Kids these days are too lackluster." The old man spat in disgust. "Back in my time, we invaded countless realms and brought back spoils of war all the time. Heck, even my long lifespan is due to those spoils I obtained from the Kun Realm."

"You've been to the Kun Realm, old man?" Krune acted like he was in surprise, though in truth, he could feel anger building up within him.

"Of course!" The old man grinned in response. "We arrived at a weak continent. While the immortals fought in the air, we mortals waged a bloody war on the ground. Eventually, we razed their cities, refined the bodies of all cultivators into Blood Pills and pillaged all their wealth."

"Unfortunately…" He sighed, speaking, "A lot of it was wasted in converting it to our world's power. Otherwise, that wealth would have been significant."