Hiss!
Everyone in the place inhaled a collective breath of air in shock, wondering just how such a monster had appeared in their midst. Krune's actions had proven that he was one of the strong, if not the strongest in the place.
Then again, when those from the Zamuria Continent thought he would lead the way for them by charging into the enemy lines, they noticed Krune calmly walking forward. The water in the canyon was around 30-40 meters deep in most of the places.
As for those that fought in the place, they at times jumped atop the floating corpses of the cultivators or used wooden logs to act as their footholds. The army at the rear sent many logs floating through the stream.
Nevertheless, a lot of them were destroyed constantly by the attacks that flew everywhere. But despite everything, the cultivators either used something to remain afloat, fought by lodging themselves into the cliff walls, or proceeded to even fight underwater.
However, none were like Krune, who casually walked on the water surface as if he was walking on flat ground. He looked so natural in such an action that they were perturbed by him, unable to decide on whether to follow him or not.
But there was one thought that collectively echoed through the minds of everyone in the place.
'He's a cultivator with a Spiritual Incarnation!'
Even on this battlefield, cultivators with Spiritual Incarnations were rare. Most of them wrestled in the core of the battlefield, where the rewards allotted by the Sub-Realm were the highest. Since this was the outer area surrounding the core area, the rewards here, though great, weren't on the level that those with Spiritual Incarnations would be satisfied with.
"If you don't attack me, I won't do the same either," Krune casually said, transmitting his voice by infusing some Godly Energy into his Sonic Radar, allowing it to travel everywhere, shocking countless cultivators.
"As if we'll allow you to step foot in the Guria Continent!" A group of cultivators shouted before charging at Krune, suddenly tumbling down into the waters, sinking into it. They no longer surfaced after that, signifying that they had died.
As to how they had died, none knew how it happened.
A cultivator that had been swimming underwater noticed a pile of corpses falling into the water all of a sudden, observing them to see holes on their foreheads. It was a tiny hole, sharp to the extreme to make a clear cut.
When he observed using his Divine Sense, he noticed that intense winds were stirring up within the bodies of the corpses for an instant before vanishing. And right as he had sensed it, he watched the pile of corpses instantly dissolve into the water, as if they had been reduced to a powdered state.
'Infusing a mild amount of Godly Energy into the Air Needle allows me to control it tremendously like this.' Krune nodded, casually continuing to walk before thinking of something, picking up speed. Of course, he only ran as fast as a regular human, having noticed a powerful presence had locked onto him.
And as he had expected, a fish suddenly crashed into his face, halting him at his spot. Krune was surprised as the impact was nothing to brush off. 'This guy's pretty strong.'
"You're pretty strong for someone at the Ninth Stage of the God Core Realm. Your Spiritual Incarnation must be pretty impressive." A youth smirked as he retracted his fist, suddenly frowning when he noticed there was a dent on his face. And the impression followed the outline of Krune's nose.
"Well, you aren't bad yourself." Krune smiled in response. "Do you have a Spiritual Incarnation?"
"Yes," the youth answered. "Otherwise, why would I fight you?"
"I advise you to find someone else to fight," Krune said in all seriousness. "You still need to train a lot before you can fight me."
"Well, I have already placed my Land Incarnation in a safe location in the Guria Continent. I have enough resources necessary to revive." The youth laughed as he heard that. "So, come fight me. I wish to see just how strong someone who isn't an immortal can be. Even though I have reached the Ninth Stage of the Nascent God Realm, I feel like I can still improve a lot."
"Well, if you say so." Krune's fist gently flickered as the youth was shocked, noticing a gaping wound in his chest.
He noticed that his Spiritual Incarnation was incapable of pulling himself together, having been destabilized beyond recovery. Eyes widened, he gazed at Krune and said, "Thank you. Even though I couldn't react, my Divine Sense managed to capture everything."
"I'll train hard and catch up to your strength one day." As his body began to collapse, he asked with a wry smile, "Can you tell me your name, sir?"
"Krune."
"Krune…I'll remember that name." The youth said before dying.
Patting his shoulder, Krune whispered before walking away, "Train hard!"
As he continued to walk forth, no one tried to stop him, paving the way for him to tread forward. And as he continued to walk forth, Krune noticed that the strength of the cultivators was beginning to increase.
Soon, everyone around him was at the Ninth Stage of the Nascent God Realm. On top of that, their strength continued to climb up, apparent that they were geniuses of the lot.
Krune had entered the core of the battlefield, noticing a narrow path situated far away. It was where he had to pass through to enter the Guria Continent.
Naturally, it was easier said than done. After all, there were thousands of cultivators fighting here. And worst of all? They all possessed Spiritual Incarnations.
The core of the battlefield was completed covered by Land Incarnations. The advancement of a continent was dependent on whether the Land Incarnations of one side increased in area or not. If they increased, it meant they wielded greater dominance, increasing the territory in which they would exercise the greatest strength.
"Damn! Various laws are active everywhere!" Krune muttered, noticing the messy state of things.
"You've come right in time!" Suddenly, a woman bellowed, being pressured by more than five cultivators. "Quick! Reinforce me!"
Krune noticed that the woman had a mild resemblance to Zamuria, thinking to himself, 'She must be Zamura's aunt or something.'
Thinking as such, he…ignored her.
Hiss!
Everyone in the place inhaled a collective breath of air in shock, wondering just how such a monster had appeared in their midst. Krune's actions had proven that he was one of the strong, if not the strongest in the place.
Then again, when those from the Zamuria Continent thought he would lead the way for them by charging into the enemy lines, they noticed Krune calmly walking forward. The water in the canyon was around 30-40 meters deep in most of the places.
As for those that fought in the place, they at times jumped atop the floating corpses of the cultivators or used wooden logs to act as their footholds. The army at the rear sent many logs floating through the stream.
Nevertheless, a lot of them were destroyed constantly by the attacks that flew everywhere. But despite everything, the cultivators either used something to remain afloat, fought by lodging themselves into the cliff walls, or proceeded to even fight underwater.
However, none were like Krune, who casually walked on the water surface as if he was walking on flat ground. He looked so natural in such an action that they were perturbed by him, unable to decide on whether to follow him or not.
But there was one thought that collectively echoed through the minds of everyone in the place.
'He's a cultivator with a Spiritual Incarnation!'
Even on this battlefield, cultivators with Spiritual Incarnations were rare. Most of them wrestled in the core of the battlefield, where the rewards allotted by the Sub-Realm were the highest. Since this was the outer area surrounding the core area, the rewards here, though great, weren't on the level that those with Spiritual Incarnations would be satisfied with.
"If you don't attack me, I won't do the same either," Krune casually said, transmitting his voice by infusing some Godly Energy into his Sonic Radar, allowing it to travel everywhere, shocking countless cultivators.
"As if we'll allow you to step foot in the Guria Continent!" A group of cultivators shouted before charging at Krune, suddenly tumbling down into the waters, sinking into it. They no longer surfaced after that, signifying that they had died.
As to how they had died, none knew how it happened.
A cultivator that had been swimming underwater noticed a pile of corpses falling into the water all of a sudden, observing them to see holes on their foreheads. It was a tiny hole, sharp to the extreme to make a clear cut.
When he observed using his Divine Sense, he noticed that intense winds were stirring up within the bodies of the corpses for an instant before vanishing. And right as he had sensed it, he watched the pile of corpses instantly dissolve into the water, as if they had been reduced to a powdered state.
'Infusing a mild amount of Godly Energy into the Air Needle allows me to control it tremendously like this.' Krune nodded, casually continuing to walk before thinking of something, picking up speed. Of course, he only ran as fast as a regular human, having noticed a powerful presence had locked onto him.
And as he had expected, a fish suddenly crashed into his face, halting him at his spot. Krune was surprised as the impact was nothing to brush off. 'This guy's pretty strong.'
"You're pretty strong for someone at the Ninth Stage of the God Core Realm. Your Spiritual Incarnation must be pretty impressive." A youth smirked as he retracted his fist, suddenly frowning when he noticed there was a dent on his face. And the impression followed the outline of Krune's nose.
"Well, you aren't bad yourself." Krune smiled in response. "Do you have a Spiritual Incarnation?"
"Yes," the youth answered. "Otherwise, why would I fight you?"
"I advise you to find someone else to fight," Krune said in all seriousness. "You still need to train a lot before you can fight me."
"Well, I have already placed my Land Incarnation in a safe location in the Guria Continent. I have enough resources necessary to revive." The youth laughed as he heard that. "So, come fight me. I wish to see just how strong someone who isn't an immortal can be. Even though I have reached the Ninth Stage of the Nascent God Realm, I feel like I can still improve a lot."
"Well, if you say so." Krune's fist gently flickered as the youth was shocked, noticing a gaping wound in his chest.
He noticed that his Spiritual Incarnation was incapable of pulling himself together, having been destabilized beyond recovery. Eyes widened, he gazed at Krune and said, "Thank you. Even though I couldn't react, my Divine Sense managed to capture everything."
"I'll train hard and catch up to your strength one day." As his body began to collapse, he asked with a wry smile, "Can you tell me your name, sir?"
"Krune."
"Krune…I'll remember that name." The youth said before dying.
Patting his shoulder, Krune whispered before walking away, "Train hard!"
As he continued to walk forth, no one tried to stop him, paving the way for him to tread forward. And as he continued to walk forth, Krune noticed that the strength of the cultivators was beginning to increase.
Soon, everyone around him was at the Ninth Stage of the Nascent God Realm. On top of that, their strength continued to climb up, apparent that they were geniuses of the lot.
Krune had entered the core of the battlefield, noticing a narrow path situated far away. It was where he had to pass through to enter the Guria Continent.
Naturally, it was easier said than done. After all, there were thousands of cultivators fighting here. And worst of all? They all possessed Spiritual Incarnations.
The core of the battlefield was completed covered by Land Incarnations. The advancement of a continent was dependent on whether the Land Incarnations of one side increased in area or not. If they increased, it meant they wielded greater dominance, increasing the territory in which they would exercise the greatest strength.
"Damn! Various laws are active everywhere!" Krune muttered, noticing the messy state of things.
"You've come right in time!" Suddenly, a woman bellowed, being pressured by more than five cultivators. "Quick! Reinforce me!"
Krune noticed that the woman had a mild resemblance to Zamuria, thinking to himself, 'She must be Zamura's aunt or something.'
Thinking as such, he…ignored her.
