Is that a Wisp? - Chapter 1169: Hoping for Trinity
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Chapter 1169: Hoping for Trinity

"Arrrgh!" Brenker growled in pain as the lightning bolts arced across his body, melting through his flesh, having already destroyed his defensive means.

Tribulation Lightning!

The power behind it was tremendous to the extent even he was afraid, hurriedly riling up all his power to desperately hold on to dear life.

Though, a couple of seconds later, he unleashed countless laws, hindering the Tribulation Lightning from damaging him further as he used the chance to recover. Keeping it at bay, he created countless other barriers around himself, watching with bated breath as they were destroyed one after another.

Eventually, a tiny spark landed on his head as he sighed in relief, watching all the lightning bolts vanish. However, just as he was about to relax, the ice mountain encasing him collapsed upon him, burying him deep under.

"Huffpuff!" Grunting, Brenker exited the pile of ice, melting his way through as he noticed the figure of Krune hovering outside the tower, gazing at him.

The other party also seemed to be exhausted, as it was apparent that the attack had taken his all. But despite that, Brenker had no intention to fight against him at all. 'How the hell can a cultivator use the laws of Tribulation Lightning? This freaking monster!'

"As we exchanged pointers just now, let me give you a piece of advice," Krune said, transmitting his voice confidently. "That monster inside, you cannot face him. Farewell!"

Having no other intention of lingering at the place anymore, the Krune flew away, propelling himself using winds that he generated constantly to travel in the void.

Carried in his hands was a large bag. As to what was within them, Brenker was unaware.

"A monster that's able to defeat this monster in one hit?" Brenker was surprised as he cracked his knuckles, closing his eyes as he meditated.

Slowly, his presence changed as his body slowly turned more and more solid. He was preparing for the fight against his probably strongest opponent, so he was trying to enter peak battle strength first.

He waved his hand, intending to siphon in some God Stones lying around the place, when he was surprised to not find any.

Recalling the two bags Krune had taken with him, he smiled wryly, laughing as he waved his hands once, closing the entrance to the Godly Inhibition Tower. "Well, no mind. There's still plenty from the second to the fourth floors."

Raging with fighting spirit, Brenker began to travel upwards, recovering using the God Stones present in the second level, unaware of the fact that he was the last remaining person in the place.

The moment he completely recovered, roaring to express his intent to battle, his expression collapsed, noticing that he had achieved the condition necessary to become the Lord of the Godly Inhibition Tower.

""

"I was fooled?"

""

He facepalmed, slapping himself violently to cough out a mouthful of blood. "Damn you, Brenker. When did you become so rusty? That bastard casually fooled you."

"And you" He recalled Krune's face, expressing his hatred. "You better pray that you don't meet me again. Otherwise, I'll kill you."

He then muttered, "Since I already became the Lord of this tower, I won't have to worry about fighting for it once the supercontinent finishes forming. As long as I recover my Primal God Realm cultivation by then, I can calmly arrive here and retrieve this priceless treasure. With that, I'll be able to increase my Godly Energy quality to become on par with the Gods. That'll make me the strongest among all the Primal Gods."

"Phew, that was dangerous. Thankfully, he bought my lie." Krune sighed in relief as he started to recover his expended energy. After all, he had already used his Tribulation Lightning Spiritual Mark.

It stored as much power that was generated by condensing ten times his Godly Energy reserves. So, he had to replenish it first.

That was why when Brenker was defending against his attacks, his figure erupted with all its power to collect as many God Stones as possible. That was the reason he was panting in the end.

"Still, that was a pathetic fight," Krune grumbled, clenching his hand into a fist. "I haven't managed to erupt with the true extent of my power. As for Brenker, he wouldn't have died even if my attack was two to three times stronger. I am still missing a vital component to make my attacks more lethal."

Focusing, he uttered a word. "Trinity!"

Suddenly, his Deific Meridians began to circulate both the Body Energy and Mental Energy along with his Godly Energy. However, after a couple of seconds, he grunted in response, noticing the other two energies change into Godly Energy.

Panting soon after, he sighed. "I am still unable to try it."

It was the most potent form that was a resultant of his cultivation technique, the Deific Wisp Technique. It allowed him to enter his strongest state. Unfortunately, it was harder to achieve than he had thought.

Once he achieved that, he would be able to fight against opponents like Brenker. And in this infant supercontinent, it was necessary since there would come many more opponents like them.

Moreover, among those killed by Brenker, Krune noticed the distinct Godly Energy signature of immortals. It was apparent that quite a lot of immortals had revived as Nascent Gods just to obtain treasures from the infant supercontinent.

There was less than a millennium before its completion. And, this meant that a lot of treasures in the place would have finished forming. They were ripe for picking.

So, it was the most lucrative period for them to fish for resources.

That was the reason a lot of cultivators with Spiritual Incarnations began to enter the place in droves.

Semi-God Realm, God Trial Realm, Elementary God Realm, and Primal God Realm. Immortals from these cultivation realms would have revived as Nascent Gods to join the contest of treasures.

And he would have to fight against them.

After all, his goal was something that might very well push back the completion of the infant supercontinent by at least a couple of centuries, or even more.