Is That A Wisp?

Chapter 1339 The Ultimate Treasure

　　”The power of healing!” a wisp shouted, displaying the charisma of a leader, bellowing with a magnetic voice that was powerful enough for everyone else from its race to follow it to death. 

After shouting in this way, the wisp…did nothing. Of course, it was Krune, recovering from the damage that he had sustained during his breakthrough. 

As he couldn’t even cultivate yet due to the damage sustained by his core, he could only passively wait for it to recover while absorbing the abundant Godly Energy. 

”Thanks, sis…” After some time passed, Krune said all of a sudden. “If you hadn’t sustained damage on my behalf, I would have died by now. That tribulation beam would have also shattered my Land Incarnations.”

”Don’t sweat the small stuff.” Sterlena grinned before patting his back. “If you’re feeling grateful, why don’t you leave all the naming in the future to me?”

”It seems I’ve mistaken something, big sis,” Krune retorted in all seriousness. “I’m not feeling grateful, not in the least.” 

”This brat…” Sterlena smacked his head before bickering nonstop with him. 

They were still in their demon beast forms and their ethereal bodies were weak, fluctuating all the time. So, it was a comical sight to watch them fight as their cores jumped up and down like popcorn seeds jumping from the heat. 

Time passed in such a fashion as days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. Almost a year after their breakthrough, Krune and Sterlena had managed to recover completely.

Their cultivation was still unstable, but Krune thought of stabilizing it gradually. Now that he thought of it, he had quickly reached a higher rank in cultivation.

First Stage of the God Trial Realm!

To think that before obtaining the rewards, he was only at the First Stage of the Semi-God Realm made him sigh. “If only we had more enemies to fight with.”

”This is anticlimactic.” 

”At least, this is for the better,” Zamura spoke. “We can focus on stabilizing our sect better and also increase the strength of our members as a whole by introducing them to body cultivation. Before the Mist Sect invades us, we have to be prepared.”

”At present, there are only seven Primal Gods in our sect,” he continued. “In the grand scale of things, that’s insufficient. As for the twelve Primal Gods from the three continents, it doesn’t seem like they’re still at the Godly Fusion Realm.”

He sighed after that. “Until they accept to join us, they’ll remain at that stage. Though, it doesn’t seem like it would be possible soon, at least not until the Mist Sect’s invasion begins.” 

”Anyway, leaving everything aside,” Zamura said in excitement. “Let’s open the gift package. I’ve been waiting for a year. My patience is waning thin. I’ve been desperately holding myself back to not unseal it.”

”Haha.” Sterlena laughed after hearing his honest statements, accompanying Krune and Zamura as they arrived at a deep location within the Mountain Sect Sub-Realm. 

There, all the Founding Elders and Elders were waiting in anticipation. 

”Uncle, are you alright?” Solare was the first to arrive before Krune, asking in concern. “You were pretty messed up by the tribulation this time.” 

”I’m fine now.” Krune condensed a pair of massive arms in his ethereal body, flexing the muscles that were shaped according to his wishes. He turned himself macho to the limit, grinning before taking on his human form. 

”Now that everyone is here…” Zamura said solemnly, watching the Primal Gods gulp in tension while the Elementary Gods stared with widened eyes. As for those in the God Trial Realm, they looked in anticipation while the Semi-God Realm cultivators treated it as a show. 

It was apparent that the closer they were to the peak, the greater their tension. After all, this was the reward that caused three continents to butt heads for two centuries. 

Slowly, Zamura fuelled the suspense, behaving really slow as he took out a cube from his storage ring. If not for the fact that it was the Pocket Ring they bought from the Sub-Realm in the Four Sectors’ Border Region, it wouldn’t have been possible to store this treasure within. 

A normal storage ring was incapable of storing it, even if it was a Nine Stars Primal God Realm storage ring.

After dramatically taking it out, Zamura… placed it back into the pocket ring.

”…”

The expectant eyes of everyone turned into glares at him, making fun of them. They had already waited a year, and now he was wasting even more of their time in suspense. 

”Do it before I kill you, brat!” Zamuria snorted, expressing killing intent. 

Zamura sweated in response as he no longer wasted time, unwilling to piss off everyone any further, even though he wished to tease them for at least another day longer. 

Sighing in disappointment, he took out the cube and began to unseal it, slowly watching each layer of seal light up in response before vanishing. 

There were thousands of seals on it, mysterious symbols that seemed to have been created by directly condensing countless laws. It was as if laws in their purest forms had been condensed just to create this seal.

And there were thousands of such here. 

Zamura had only removed the first seal as a wave of Godly Energy burst out from the cube, startling everyone as the Semi-God Realm cultivators were caught off guard the most, being sent flying for a kilometer in response. 

”Keuk!” Solare grunted, feeling like a tsunami had hit him as he barely stopped after being sent flying for a kilometer. He hurriedly reoriented himself, noticing the Godly Energy emitting from the cube turn into waves that continued to push against him. 

The moment he tried to fly forward, he felt difficulty, as if he was going against the ocean currents that were intent on sweeping him away. 

He slowly managed to fly for a hundred meters before it started to become suffocating to move forward, causing him to look at the place to see all the Primal Gods and Elementary Gods not even budging an inch from their spots. 

As for the Founding Elders that were all at the God Trial Realm, they too were in the same spots as before, remaining like unmovable mountains. 

He then gazed at Krune’s figure, smiling as he muttered, “As expected of uncle. He’s damn strong. I should work harder.”