Chapter 1412 Krunes a Spy!

Godly AbilityHeavenly Spark!

This was the variant of Spark that Feifei had derived to destroy the Sparks of the Mong Realm while retaliating with the same effect.

The two immortals weren't even aware that their fates had been sealed by him. However, Krune wasn't satisfied with this alone, recalling the time when one of his clones became a member of the Abolition Tower and exploded, and the same thing that happened to himself thanks to the Mong Realm God, Henfa-L-Talon.

'The Abolition Tower has been established as a terrifying terrorist organization in the Kun Realm. Its name alone strikes fear in the hearts of countless immortals. Then, I should do something similar,' Krune thought, activating Mental Energy as he made minor changes to the Heavenly Spark.

'Now, there would be a festival when they detonate.' He smiled, flying away before pausing his actions, deep in thought. 'Wait, they were talking about fighting the Tilk Realm, right?'

'Yes, fighting is the best way to gain experience,' Krune muttered, gazing at himself as he continued, "With Mental Energy, I can share my experiences with others. That way, they'll have a good source of reference to work with in relation to fighting against opponents that have developed in all three cultivation paths."

It was easy for him to convey everything. After all, he had left behind a clone in the Mountain Sect. Its sole purpose was to relay everything he was experiencing in the Mong Realm.

This established a real-time information transfer, allowing the Mountain Sect to learn details about the Mong Realm better.

And similarly, as they had shared thoughts, everything Krune experienced could be extracted by the clone on the other side through Mental Energy and distributed to the immortals of the Mountain Sect.

This way, they could digest his experiences and develop accordingly.

Moreover, these experiences could be sold to other sects that would be established similar to the Mountain Sect in regards to cultivating all three cultivation paths.

This would become a major revenue stream that would fuel the Mountain Sect to greater heights.

There were many clones of himself in the Mountain Sect. But, except for one, the rest had been sealed with the combined effort of countless Gods. This way, even if Krune were to get killed in the Mong Realm, these sealed clones would survive the resultant destructive force, and only the clone outside would die.

Or even if Krune managed to survive, there might be times when an information overload would happen when the opponent attacked him with Mental Energy. That might also result in the clone's death.

So in such cases, they could simply bring out another clone from the seal and continue to extract data from it.

The reason the trio of Krune, Sterlena and Gegrafikan planned to meet after three years was to collect as much data as possible. That way, once they met up again, they'll transfer all the information through Mental Energy to him, allowing the Mountain Sect to extract the same through the clone.

But now, Krune also thought of using the same methods to also send in experiences related to fighting against cultivators that cultivated all three cultivation paths.

Krune sealed his strength to the Semi-God Realm, crashing into a secluded location where a Semi-God Realm immortal was currently meditating.

The Godly Energy in the air here was mildly stronger as compared to the rest. Krune figured out that the cultivator was relying upon the formation there to burn the Blood Pills and generate Godly Energy.

The reason he was doing this was to fuel the growth of some herbs that he had planted to create pills out of. He was at the peak of the Semi-God Realm, with the pills being the sole hope of him attaining the God Trial Realm.

That was why he was expending his wealth to generate Godly Energy here.

"Who's there?" Suddenly, the immortal shouted in alarm, manipulating the formation to sense the figure of Krune trying to break through the formation.

"Stop!" the immortal screamed in shock at his actions, worried about the herbs that he grew painstakingly.

"Those herbs I'll be taking them." Krune grinned, sporting a ravenous expression like a third-rate thug. This was how he planned to make the other party fight to the death.

He had already investigated beforehand to see that the immortal was only a lone cultivator. He didn't have the backing of any Clan or Sect.

That meant Krune could kill him without any trouble knocking him at his doorstep. He planned to target the lone cultivators first.

In the Mong Realm, considering its population, it was already brimming with so many immortals that its resource production had long since failed to catch up. Hence, immortals killing immortals were pretty common here.

The Mong Realm didn't care about the deaths of any immortal that wasn't a God, Primal God, and weaker immortals that had been labeled as geniuses. As long as they weren't killed, none of the powerhouses would ever bat an eye.

They had a lot on their plates already since each powerhouse was leading its own expedition in foreign realms to weaken their foundations.

If he targeted a clan or sect, he would have to eradicate everyone. Otherwise, things would escalate. Krune was, of course, planning to fight against a few.

But first, he had to observe the extent of strength he could erupt with without revealing his identity as the Kun Realm's champion.

Moreover, he had to also figure out the investigative means of the Mong Realm using the information in the minds of the Mong Realm immortals. So, he was planning to take it slow and gradually scale up the strength of the enemies he faced.

With that, starting with lone cultivators was the best bet at this. Anyway, he had zero hesitations against killing people that happily targeted his home.

Considering how the Mong Realm had instigated the annihilation of wisps at one point in time, his racial instincts had pretty much labeled them as target practice. Of course, he had no intention of changing that.

"Shut up and eat my fist!" Krune bellowed and punched forth, shattering the formation before slamming into the immortal.