Is that a Wisp?

Displacement Primal God!

Multar, too, was a Titled Primal God, as immediately after he had announced himself, a wave of energy washed out of his body, rippling out as it sent everyone flying away. Some of the immortals died instantly in the process, while the rest were severely injured.

"Koff!" Faunkill coughed out blood in the process, noticing that his Spiritual Incarnation had taken damage in the process.

Divine Sense Law!

He hurriedly activated it, healing his Spiritual Incarnation instantly, surprising Multar as Faunkill took off to the skies once again, exchanging blows with one another.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Explosions rang out as countless colorful flashes were emitted as a consequence of their exchange. Godly Energy blasted out in violent forms, causing the space to show signs of cracking already.

The strength displayed by the two already surpassed the Primal God Realm, approaching closer and closer to the God Realm.

"Don't give the enemies time to corner us. Attack!" Zamura shouted as he charged straight at the Mist Sect army, punching the God Trial Realm immortal that approached him first, shattering his body like splattering a water balloon.

Slowly, the air around him began to tremble as it turned heavy, causing the enemies approaching him to feel as if a heavy weight was pressing down on their bodies.

Moreover, they immediately began to feel as if their body weight was being sapped away while Zamura continued to grow heavier and heavier, causing the region to be full of blood mist as everyone he punched splattered easily.

'I'll target the Elementary Gods first,' Zamura thought, kicking the air as his figure flickered, kneeling into the face of an Elementary God, deforming his face from the attack.

"Arrgh!" Zamura slithered his hands around the Elementary God's neck, grabbing the sides of his jaw, using it as a lever to violently twist his neck before pulling it with all his might, separating it from his body as a pool of blood splattered around.

But suddenly, while splattering away, the pool of blood stopped before rapidly returning to the Elementary God's body. Decapitation was a minor injury to an immortal.

But suddenly, Zamura inserted his hand through the open neck, causing his hand to shine with a green radiance, instantly destabilizing the Elementary God's Spiritual Incarnation, causing his laws to fail him all of a sudden.

"What the… fuck!" The Elementary God's severed head screamed when his body exploded, followed by his head that did the same.

Immediately after, all the Land Incarnations that he had left throughout the God Realm were surrounded by a green radiance before all of them were destroyed.

"Isn't he just a God Trial Realm brat? How did he kill an Elementary God so easily?" A group of three Elementary Gods gazed in shock, seeing the blood-bathed figure of Zamura slowly relax his hold before turning around to face them.

Boom!

Suddenly, the barriers on their body flashed into life as hundreds of ripples appeared on it all of a sudden as a result of it absorbing all the attacks. Immediately, the mysterious creature appeared above their heads, having absorbed all the attacks.

But a second later, its body was riddled with holes, causing it to vanish after it was destroyed.

The Elementary Gods needed a second to reinvoke the mysterious creature when suddenly, their bodies were riddled with tens of thousands of holes, with each of them emanating a suffocating aura.

Air Needle!

Krune's figure appeared as he expanded his Pestlor in size, slamming it into the three Elementary Gods, sending them flying away deep into the Mist Sect army. "You turtle bastards, come to daddy!"

"Haah!" Followed by a powerful bellow, he bulldozed through the army, killing the immortals as he flew past.

In order to reach his strongest state, he had already taken on his wisp form.

"What's that demon beast?"

"A…True Spirit?"

"No, that's not a True Spirit."

"That's a wisp!"

"A mere wisp dares to… kuak!"

The immortals rained down like flies, dying in the process as a mysterious power flew through their bodies, also destroying their Land Incarnations.

This was a war to eradicate the other side. So, of course, he couldn't hold back and would have to aim to kill and prevent his opponents from reviving.

"Aaargh!" Suddenly, Krune shouted as all of a sudden, the entirety of Godly Energy in his surroundings was instantly absorbed into him as hundreds of Thundercloud Whales flew out of his body.

Godly Technique—Godly Inhibition!

"Wha… my Godly Energy!" Instantly, all cultivators in a radius of a kilometer around him screamed in shock when their Godly Energy was sealed. It was no longer circulating in their meridians, turning static.

"Now, die!" Krune shouted as the Thundercloud Whales unleashed Air Needles constantly, riddling the bodies of the helpless cultivators with countless holes.

Without their Godly Energy, they were useless, unable to fly and unable to do anything. They were sitting ducks that became his target practice as the Air Needles riddled them with holes nonstop.

Moreover, Krune didn't stop at that, unleashing Mental Energy blades, slashing the minds of the defenseless cultivators, turning them into vegetables.

Boom! Boom! Crackle!

"Kofff!" He hadn't managed to kill many when his internal organs were crushed as a result of backlash from his Godly Inhibition ability being broken.

A Primal God had taken action upon seeing the potency of his ability, instantly destroying it while sending the remainder of the power behind his attack towards Krune, shattering his defenses.

"Take this!" he shouted, condensing his Godly Energy in his fist as he slammed it into Krune. But that was his plan when a shield of green radiance met with his fist, absorbing his attack, morphing it into an attribute most effective against him before sending it right at him, shattering his arm.

Law of Counter!

Zamura instantly turned into a Marble Giant, slamming a kick into the Primal God to send him flying towards the ground, asking Krune in worry, "You alright, man?"

"Yeah…" Krune wheezed for a moment, spitting out blood as he used his Divine Sense Law to hurriedly heal his Spiritual Incarnation, muttering as he riled up his Godly Energy, "We might die… probably."

"Probably, right?" Zamura snorted in response. "That means we won't die. Let's make these Mist Sect bastards pay."