"Wow, that looks grand and imposing," Krune muttered.
"That's the difference between a regular continent and a supercontinent," the lady said in response. She was addressed as Waela and seemed to be the daughter of her sect's Sect Master. The remaining four were her bodyguards charged with protecting her.
As Waela hadn't traveled much, she spouted off her knowledge upon encountering someone that wasn't one of her followers. After all, her guards only nodded to whatever she said, not saying anything beyond what their roles told them to do.
Thus, she said in excitement, "Things like the Godly Inhibition Tower are common in a supercontinent. But in a regular continent, buildings like these would become the core of a sect."
"After all, the higher the level, the stronger the inhibition. Even Primal Gods could train at the eighth level, not to mention the ninth level, which would inhibit the Godly Energy of Gods," she spoke. "So, this is a treasure fought for by everyone."
"Fortunately, that won't happen for the time being." She laughed as she continued, "Only those below the Semi-God Realm can enter this infant supercontinent. We cannot even hope to scratch it, not to mention steal it."
"So, once the supercontinent finishes forming, it would create a bloodbath," Krune frowned as he said.
"Indeed." Waela nodded in response. "After all, the power that manages to establish a sect or empire here would grow with incomparable speed and would have countless Primal Gods amongst them. After all, the resources here would make cultivation pretty easy for them."
Krune nodded, thinking that her words made sense. The moment a cultivator became an immortal, the amount of resources they required to cultivate further was a stellar amount. Naturally, this would continue to increase exponentially as their cultivation base increases.
To birth a Primal God, a continent's worth of resources was required. So, even if a continent hadn't encountered any wars or disasters, they could at most have between one and three Primal Gods.
If they had three Primal Gods, they would become a force to reckon with. After all, it would mean that their sect or empire had stood tall for tens of thousands of years and beyond without any problems, allowing it to gradually birth three powerhouses.
Unless they wished to plunger the continent completely and destroy it to become a Primal God, they'll have to patiently wait and cultivate step by step based on the resources produced in the continent.
Also, since they would also have to nurture the younger generation, they would have to patiently cultivate and become a Primal God.
Then again, such a thing was of no concern on a supercontinent. A cultivator could casually become a Primal God without much trouble. After all, the supercontinent would be producing enough resources to even birth a God.
"Based on what I was told by my father, every supercontinent is the home to a God that rules it. So, the power that manages to occupy this supercontinent would eventually produce a God," Waela said. "So, once it's completed, it would create a bloodbath."
"It wouldn't be long before that happens." She sighed, saying, "It'll take less than a millennia before this infant supercontinent finishes forming."
"That soon?" Krune was surprised to hear that. "But, based on what I noticed in a couple of places I was at before, I thought it would take…"
"Actually..." She said after a moment of thought, speaking before her guards managed to block her from saying, "Once the supercontinent's core stabilizes, its development would accelerate. With that, it would finish forming within a millennium. This has been verified."
"Do you remember the rule that you would have to hand over ten percent of the treasures you obtain from here?" she asked.
"Yes, the Primal Gods in the city I came from enforced that rule. Because only they can create an entrance into this infant supercontinent," Krune nodded as he replied.
"On one side, this tax is for them to replenish the resources they expend to create an entrance every time." Waela nodded. "The other side is to also gauge the infant supercontinent's rate of competition through the treasures we obtain from here."
"I see, that makes sense." Krune nodded as they arrived before the Godly Inhibition Tower, noticing that the entrance at the lowest level was open, asking in curiosity, "How is this open?"
"We have no idea. Though, you can attribute it to the wonders of nature," Waela said before nudging him on. "Anyway, we wasted enough time already. Let's enter the place."
Nodding in response, Krune increased the air currents he generated, flying into the Godly Inhibition Tower before he suddenly lost balance, crashing face-first onto the floor.
His Godly Energy vanished instantly as he lost control.
Once his face slammed first on the floor, the momentum caused him to carve a line of snot on the floor. For some reason, his snot leaked out.
Krune got up, looking forward to see countless other snot lines in the vicinity. It seemed this was a common result.
He was then alarmed, seeing his hand above a snot line as he hurriedly retracted his hand, heaving a breath in relief. He had no intentions to touch the snot lines of others as Krune scowled immediately. "Fuck!"
He noticed when he turned around, looking at the path he slid upon to see that he had pretty much annihilated three snot lines. And that meant…
"Ugh, it stinks!" The moment he said it, Krune's figure flickered through the air, instantly unleashing the peak of his body's speed, causing everything stuck on him to peel off like torn paper.
His heart thumped as he emitted intense mist to remove all the scary material from his body, sighing in relief upon tidying himself up, quickly flashing through the place as he was unable to tolerate the smell of the snot that was heavy in the air.
Once he arrived deeper into the level, Krune found a corner to sit at, focusing as he noticed the mysterious power inhibiting his Godly Energy, preventing him from bringing it out of his meridians.
Krune immediately riled it up, causing it to fight against the inhibition as both sides clashed. An hour later, he was able to use his Godly Energy once again as the inhibition on him continued to wane before fully disappearing.
He was only on level 1. The inhibition at the place was meant for those at the Godly Fusion Realm. So, it was normal for him to break out of it so easily.
Upon seeing that the quality of his Godly Energy had increased by a minute amount, he was surprised. "That's pretty amazing."
Smiling, Krune's figure flashed towards the end of level 1.
"Wow, that looks grand and imposing," Krune muttered.
"That's the difference between a regular continent and a supercontinent," the lady said in response. She was addressed as Waela and seemed to be the daughter of her sect's Sect Master. The remaining four were her bodyguards charged with protecting her.
As Waela hadn't traveled much, she spouted off her knowledge upon encountering someone that wasn't one of her followers. After all, her guards only nodded to whatever she said, not saying anything beyond what their roles told them to do.
Thus, she said in excitement, "Things like the Godly Inhibition Tower are common in a supercontinent. But in a regular continent, buildings like these would become the core of a sect."
"After all, the higher the level, the stronger the inhibition. Even Primal Gods could train at the eighth level, not to mention the ninth level, which would inhibit the Godly Energy of Gods," she spoke. "So, this is a treasure fought for by everyone."
"Fortunately, that won't happen for the time being." She laughed as she continued, "Only those below the Semi-God Realm can enter this infant supercontinent. We cannot even hope to scratch it, not to mention steal it."
"So, once the supercontinent finishes forming, it would create a bloodbath," Krune frowned as he said.
"Indeed." Waela nodded in response. "After all, the power that manages to establish a sect or empire here would grow with incomparable speed and would have countless Primal Gods amongst them. After all, the resources here would make cultivation pretty easy for them."
Krune nodded, thinking that her words made sense. The moment a cultivator became an immortal, the amount of resources they required to cultivate further was a stellar amount. Naturally, this would continue to increase exponentially as their cultivation base increases.
To birth a Primal God, a continent's worth of resources was required. So, even if a continent hadn't encountered any wars or disasters, they could at most have between one and three Primal Gods.
If they had three Primal Gods, they would become a force to reckon with. After all, it would mean that their sect or empire had stood tall for tens of thousands of years and beyond without any problems, allowing it to gradually birth three powerhouses.
Unless they wished to plunger the continent completely and destroy it to become a Primal God, they'll have to patiently wait and cultivate step by step based on the resources produced in the continent.
Also, since they would also have to nurture the younger generation, they would have to patiently cultivate and become a Primal God.
Then again, such a thing was of no concern on a supercontinent. A cultivator could casually become a Primal God without much trouble. After all, the supercontinent would be producing enough resources to even birth a God.
"Based on what I was told by my father, every supercontinent is the home to a God that rules it. So, the power that manages to occupy this supercontinent would eventually produce a God," Waela said. "So, once it's completed, it would create a bloodbath."
"It wouldn't be long before that happens." She sighed, saying, "It'll take less than a millennia before this infant supercontinent finishes forming."
"That soon?" Krune was surprised to hear that. "But, based on what I noticed in a couple of places I was at before, I thought it would take…"
"Actually..." She said after a moment of thought, speaking before her guards managed to block her from saying, "Once the supercontinent's core stabilizes, its development would accelerate. With that, it would finish forming within a millennium. This has been verified."
"Do you remember the rule that you would have to hand over ten percent of the treasures you obtain from here?" she asked.
"Yes, the Primal Gods in the city I came from enforced that rule. Because only they can create an entrance into this infant supercontinent," Krune nodded as he replied.
"On one side, this tax is for them to replenish the resources they expend to create an entrance every time." Waela nodded. "The other side is to also gauge the infant supercontinent's rate of competition through the treasures we obtain from here."
"I see, that makes sense." Krune nodded as they arrived before the Godly Inhibition Tower, noticing that the entrance at the lowest level was open, asking in curiosity, "How is this open?"
"We have no idea. Though, you can attribute it to the wonders of nature," Waela said before nudging him on. "Anyway, we wasted enough time already. Let's enter the place."
Nodding in response, Krune increased the air currents he generated, flying into the Godly Inhibition Tower before he suddenly lost balance, crashing face-first onto the floor.
His Godly Energy vanished instantly as he lost control.
Once his face slammed first on the floor, the momentum caused him to carve a line of snot on the floor. For some reason, his snot leaked out.
Krune got up, looking forward to see countless other snot lines in the vicinity. It seemed this was a common result.
He was then alarmed, seeing his hand above a snot line as he hurriedly retracted his hand, heaving a breath in relief. He had no intentions to touch the snot lines of others as Krune scowled immediately. "Fuck!"
He noticed when he turned around, looking at the path he slid upon to see that he had pretty much annihilated three snot lines. And that meant…
"Ugh, it stinks!" The moment he said it, Krune's figure flickered through the air, instantly unleashing the peak of his body's speed, causing everything stuck on him to peel off like torn paper.
His heart thumped as he emitted intense mist to remove all the scary material from his body, sighing in relief upon tidying himself up, quickly flashing through the place as he was unable to tolerate the smell of the snot that was heavy in the air.
Once he arrived deeper into the level, Krune found a corner to sit at, focusing as he noticed the mysterious power inhibiting his Godly Energy, preventing him from bringing it out of his meridians.
Krune immediately riled it up, causing it to fight against the inhibition as both sides clashed. An hour later, he was able to use his Godly Energy once again as the inhibition on him continued to wane before fully disappearing.
He was only on level 1. The inhibition at the place was meant for those at the Godly Fusion Realm. So, it was normal for him to break out of it so easily.
Upon seeing that the quality of his Godly Energy had increased by a minute amount, he was surprised. "That's pretty amazing."
Smiling, Krune's figure flashed towards the end of level 1.
