Boom!

"Ack!" A God Trial Realm cultivator screamed in pain as his body melted. After all, the lightning bolt that landed on him seemed to be condensed from dozens of lightning bolts. It was beyond what he could handle, dying in the process.

Similarly, the number of God Trial Realm cultivators that died under the tribulation lightning reached double digits. On top of that, all this happened in the short couple of minutes the Mist Sect had taken to retreat.

The Divination Immortal glared at the figure of Krune hidden in the clouds, gritting his teeth as he uttered, "I'll return soon. And when I do, you'll be the first to die under my hands."

As he said so, the space around him trembled as the entire army from the Mist Sect teleported to behind him. The laws of space whirred in response as even Pocket Immortal stayed silent, unwilling to take action.

He only wished to do something to survive for the time being, unwilling to wait for the Mist Sect to send in more Primal Gods to take revenge.

"Let's go," Snorting in response, Divination Immortal activated the ability, teleporting the entire army back to the Mist Sect or at least, that was what was supposed to happen, until a certain someone took action.

Sterlena arrived before Divination Immortal, smiling as the other party's face morphed in shock, for he was unable to retract his ability anymore. In the short window that spanned a fraction of a second, Sterlena had appeared before him and unleashed a powerful ability, activating the laws of space that were superior to his own.

The coordinates of their destination were changed.

"Y-You who are you?" Pocket Immortal asked in shock as he gazed at the Sterlena, one that only emitted an aura at the Semi-God Realm. As he gazed at her, the laws of space that he had comprehended the highest warned him to not take action against her.

After all, if he tried, the spatial laws would never heed his call, for they were subservient to her. Her comprehension of this law was only inferior to the God that controlled the Law of Space. So, unless the Space God intervened, she was capable of exerting her influence through it.

As he understood it clearly, he had zero intentions to pressure the Mountain Sect ever again. Sterlena's existence alone was frightening enough.

After all, suppose he went against her and failed to kill her. Considering her deep accumulation, she would be able to revive somewhere else in the God Realm.

And within a thousand years, she might reach the Primal God Realm easily and wipe the God Realm with his face. He had zero confidence in permanently killing her.

Divination Immortal had also figured it out, shocked that such a figure was in the Mountain Sect.

"We'll take our retreat." Pocket Immortal cupped his hands into a fist as he activated a pocket dimension, forcefully pulling all the immortals of the Golden Gate Sect into it. He then activated the laws of space and left the place, unwilling to stay here any longer, even forgetting the matter about Tianal.

Sterlena only gave a knowing smile in response, snapping her finger as she affected the laws of space. "They can forget about returning here for the time being."

"Where did you send them, sis?" Krune arrived before her, panting a little as he asked. He was constantly making the clones activate their Spiritual Mark that he controlled to target the foes. So, he was exhausted while most of his clones had run out of Godly Energy and were in a recovery process.

"To the Realm of Suffering!" Sterlena chuckled as she replied. "They'll be away for a century, both sects, I mean."

"But aren't their cultivations above the Nascent God Realm, though?" Krune asked, "Isn't that the limit to be in that infant supercontinent?"

"That's the best part about it all," Sterlena told him. "If they fail to suppress their cultivation base on time, they'll be snuffed out of existence by the laws of God Realm there. If they succeed, they'll have to undergo the trial in the Realm of Suffering."

She then chuckled, pointing at Krune before continuing, "Aren't your clones there? We'll make them camp there. If any members of the Golden Gate Sect or the Mist Sect succeed in the trials and enter the core of the infant supercontinent, you can kill them."

"Indeed." Krune laughed. "I'll make enough preparations for that."

"Does that mean the Mist Sect won't try to invade us for a century?" Feifei asked, feeling like everything was surreal.

"They'll be busy trying to save their members. After all, if everything that Divination Immortal said was the truth, then he's the core of their sect. They'll have him as their priority," Krune spoke.

"A century, huh," Feifei muttered. "When they arrive after that, they would have stabilized their situation to a certain extent and would be able to mobilize a stronger force. If we don't grow stronger by then, destruction is our only result."

"There's another way to accelerate that," Krune said, raising his hand as he laughed. "The three-way continental war. If we participate in it, we'll be able to reap a lot of rewards."

"Let's first prepare for that." Zamura joined in on the conversation. "We'll only focus on cultivation for the next few decades and consolidate our power."

"I'll try to reach the God Trial Realm by then," Krune said, snapping his knuckles, grinning in excitement. "I feel clear-headed now."

From the looks of it, his venting process had helped him greatly, returning him to his usual chirpy self. It was all thanks to Mental Energy that was able to affect the mind.

Using that, he eradicated his heavy mood, pensive outlook, aggressive killing intent, and other negative behaviors.

At present, Krune only retained his original nature along with some quirks that he felt were a necessity in the God Realm.

To celebrate this occasion, he laughed, glancing at the Monster Geckos that were exiting the waters. "I'll cook up a feast in celebration of our first victory."

Upon hearing his words, all the Monster Geckos retreated into the water and played dead, including the Supreme Monster Geckos that expertly camouflaged them as islands.