Is That A Wisp?

Chapter 1363 Festival Climax

　　”The Monster Gecko race can now cultivate like the rest of the races of the God Realm.” Feifei’s declaration stumped everyone watching the finale of the Mountain Sect festival. 

Everyone from the Mountain Sect was aware of the infamous Alfa and Azra. After all, they were what took care of all the menial tasks of the Sect. Moreover, with the supercontinent forming, the land turned more dangerous than before. 

So, most of the grunt work to lay down formations, ensuring the old sceneries and habitats remained intact and so on was mostly done by the Monster Geckos. 

For any task on the mortal level, it was done by the Monster Gecko. Not only was it because they were insanely loyal due to following Feifei’s commands, but they were also those that weren’t afraid to die. After all, they were just part of an ability. 

That wasn’t all. They also had staggering numbers, enough to take care of all mortal-level tasks. Only for those tasks requiring immortals were the sect members actually dispatched. 

Once the three empires had surrendered, and the Mountain Sect took reigns of the three continents, the common populace came to know about the infamous Monster Geckos. 

The Monster Geckos also acted as a labor force for the past decade to begin rebuilding cities throughout the forming supercontinent. As a demon beast race, they had the highest support among the populace. 

However, no other demon beast race ever felt threatened by the Monster Geckos. It was all because their cultivation was capped at the Ninth Stage of the Nascent God Realm. Even the Supreme Monster Geckos were the same, even though their battle strength surpassed most Semi-God Realm cultivators—including those from the Mountain Sect.

But now, upon hearing that their racial limit had actually been solved, allowing them to cultivate, it caused waves of shock and surprise for everyone. 

And the proof of it was the two figures of Alfa and Azra that were on the arena, emitting auras at the Semi-God Realm.

Moreover, upon closer observation, it was apparent that they had reached the Fifth Stage of the Semi-God Realm, proving that it wasn’t recent that they had attained a breakthrough. 

Feifei had truly concealed this information. 

”Well, only my Supreme Monster Geckos are able to cultivate past the limits for the time being.” Feifei smiled as she clarified. “I still need time to solve the defects among the rest of the Monster Gecko race.” 

”Anyways.” She patted the Alfa and Azra before flying away. “Make me proud.”

”Yes, Master!” The two Supreme Monster Geckos bowed respectfully before gazing at the crowd, emitting killing intent. 

As the group was flaring up in fighting spirit, two fishes suddenly landed in the arena, shocking everyone. 

This time, it was Zamuria’s turn to intervene as Rumria and Guria floated behind her. 

The two fishes seemed calm, returning to their human forms as they resembled cultivators with blue hair and eyes while sporting pearl-like skin. At first glance, they seemed weak. 

But a glance at Zamuria’s proud expression showed that they were anything but weak. 

”This is a new race that we’ve created through the abilities of us three,” Zamuria said, laughing aloud. “Who would have thought that our abilities can actually complement each other so much?”

”Even you, mother?” Zamura sighed, feeling a headache as every Elder was showing their cards now, bringing in either their disciples that they had trained in secret or like Feifei that had brought in a new race itself. 

Surprisingly, Zamuria had also created a new race with the help of Rumria and Guria. Judging by how the two participants were at the Semi-God Realm, it seemed the plan had been going on since long ago. 

”Alright, now that everyone has joined, we’ll begin…” Zamura had just begun to speak when someone interrupted him once again.

”Wait!” the Seamstress shouted as she arrived before him, grinning as she replied, “It’s done.”

”It’s done?” Zamura was surprised before laughing in response. “Great! I was actually stalling for time until now, hahaha!”

Based on her words, it seemed that Zamura and the Seamstress were also involved in something of their own. 

Though, theirs seemed like a special case.

”Eh? Aren’t they your children?” Krune asked in doubt, wondering what was happening here. After all, based on the Seamstress’ words, it seemed like she had succeeded in an experiment. However, what she had brought out were her children.

Of course, it felt unnerving that Zamura and the Seamstress had experimented with their own children. 

”It’s not that.” Zamura grinned, saying, “Demon beasts have a greater advantage than humans in a variety of fields. So, we were hoping to give a bloodline to our children. Well, it seemed to have worked.”

Right as he said so, his two children landed on the arena, causing it to tremble immediately. 

Boom!

”Keuk!” Krune shouted as he hurriedly raised the strength of the arena, barely stabilizing it as he mended the cracks that formed when Zamura’s children landed on it. “They’re heavy!”

Krune shot an inquisitory glance at Zamura, who only flashed a grin in response. 

”You’ll find it out for yourself later.” Zamura smiled mysteriously as he and the Seamstress snickered. 

”Uncle, don’t worry. We’ll win.” Kulla gazed at Krune, flashing a thumbs up. “We’re the strongest wisps to ever be born.” 

”Alright, I’ll be watching.” Krune smiled as he thought for a moment before going all out to expand the radius of the arena, also adding in countless restrictions and formations to ensure it wouldn’t fall even if an Elementary God were to attack it. 

His clones flew out one after another as they took position beneath the arena, working on keeping it stable. There were thousands of them, shocking the crowd. After all, some of them took the form of a wisp, hovering high up in the sky to record the battles and transmit it to the rest of their forming supercontinent. 

A team of clones was also working on adding live commentary for the battles, while another edited the footage accordingly, only sporting a delay of five seconds between the live and broadcasted versions. 

”I forgot that this guy is also a monster,” Zualin muttered, feeling shocked at how powerful and resourceful Krune had become, despite only being at the Second Stage God Trial Realm. 

At this time, Zamura arrived at the top of the arena, observing for a couple of minutes before stating, “Good, it seems that everyone had indeed arrived. There are around seventeen thousand Semi-God Realm cultivators here. Killing is the condition to eliminate your opponent. Attacks intending to harm their revival means are forbidden. We’ll interfere if that’s the case.”

”The battle would last for a day. That’s all.” Zamura took in a deep breath before announcing, “And now, I announce that the climax of our festival has officially… begun!”