Is that a Wisp?
chapter-1351

Chapter 1351 To You, From the Past

Uwaah!

Uwaah!

A newborn began crying soon after being born as a gentle pair of hands grabbed hold of her. It was Sterlena, holding her daughter as she looked with all the gentleness she could muster.

"You'll be called Illina," she spoke, gently extending her index finger as she watched the baby grab hold of it with her hand. Her eyes turned moist as Sterlena kissed her forehead.

Standing beside her, placing a hand on her shoulder, was her husband, Rettal. He was at the God Trial Realm, the same as Sterlena.

It was a happy occasion as they gazed at their child when suddenly, Sterlena said in shock, "Dear, look at the presence Illina's exuding."

"T-This is?" Rettal was shocked when he sensed a mildly suffocating presence emanating from Illina before he laughed. "It seems she inherited our talents right from the get-go. She'll surpass us in the future."

"Indeed, you're right." Sterlena nodded in agreement. "She inherited the talents of us both and can already manifest them."

"Hahaha!" Rettal smiled, gently patting Illina, hearing her cry as he gently carried her.

It was a harmonious atmosphere.

However, what they hadn't noticed was the existence of a third party in the room.

It was an old man, a Primal God that was enveloped with a jarring presence, not something that belonged to the God Realm.

The Primal God gazed at Illina, frowning. "What the hell is up with this place? Such frightening talents."

He gazed at Illina, shuddering as he muttered, "If left alone, this child would become a ruler that would oppose us in the future."

"I won't let that happen." He thought of something before smiling, gazing at the figure of Sterlena as he slowly placed his hand on Illina, infusing his Mental Energy into her.

He used his Laws, planting a Spark in Illina's mind that was wrapped up with bundles of Mental Energy. He had even created a formation there to ensure the Spark would continue growing in strength by absorbing the energy in her body.

"The Spark is what we had created to cause the utmost destruction in the God Realm. Created with an impressive combination of our Laws, all the Patriots that have invaded the Kun Realm can use the Spark." He grinned, gazing at Illina as he spoke.

"And now, as you grow, child, the Spark in you also grows. In the future, when it's the right time, I'll detonate you and destroy all the talents in this place."

The Primal God then headed to different parts of the supercontinent they were from, finding other newborn talents that he planted Sparks within. That wasn't all. He roamed around the place, finding any talent that he came across, ensuring they died in the end.

"Eventually, all the talents in the God Realm would die. With that, no new God would emerge." He sighed, gazing at the sky and muttered, "It has been too long, way too long since I arrived here. I miss home."

"But..." He firmed himself. "Once we kill all the Gods of this Kun Realm, we can invade this place and consume everything here."

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"Mom, be careful. The final tribulation would be stronger than anything you've faced to date," Illina said. She was already a Primal God, only a step away from reaching the peak. She, too, had begun preparations for her final tribulation as she gazed at Sterlena in worry.

"Don't worry." Sterlena smiled as she brushed Illina's hair. "I've been preparing for this for the past thirty thousand years. I won't fail."

Standing a dozen meters from them was the same old man, same old, same usual as he gazed at the two, closing his eyes as he sensed all the Sparks that he had planted. "I've been waiting for way too long."

He slowly watched Sterlena begin her preparations for breaking through as massive thunderclouds formed in the skies. All the people had vacated the region, crowding over far away as they watched the breath-taking scene.

This would be the birth of a God. Of course, they didn't wish to miss it. Every cultivator from their supercontinent had crowded around two hundred kilometers away from where the breakthrough was about to happen, watching it anxiously.

Despite being so far away, they could spot the suffocating sura churning within the thunderclouds as the Tribulation Lightning Law could be clearly perceived. The land itself was humming in response as the entirety of the Godly Energy in the supercontinent swirled towards Sterlena.

After observing this scene, the old man gazed at the sky, muttering, "Calamity Laws, why are you waiting?"

Immediately at his words, the Calamity Laws condensed a humanoid figure, a sullen-looking boy with dark circles akin to a lacking any vigor as he was the personification of being dispirited.

"Are you backing out now?" The old man gazed at the sullen figure of the Calamity Laws. "If you don't move according to my arrangement, I'll destroy your puny Realm. The only reason we've left your Realm intact is because you're useful as the gateway into the Kun Realm."

The Calamity Laws gritted its teeth, hesitating as it said, "But, isn't it enough to just kill the talents? Why must you commit genocide?"

"Hah, are you seriously asking that right now?" The old man snorted, saying, "The True Spirits are the daughters of the heavens. Each one of them is blessed to become a God. That's how blessed this race is. Every one of them is born an elite."

"And throughout the years, ever since we killed the True Spirits that had become Gods, we have been killing them en masse. But it's apparent that True Spirits are elites, each of them capable of being a powerhouse among powerhouses. They are an exclusive race of this Kun Realm." He snorted.

Beyond the Four Realms, the foreigners addressed it as Kun Realm, hence the old man's way of addressing the place as the Kun Realm instead of the Four Realms.

In anger, he spoke, "No matter how many True Spirits we kill, the Kun Realm would naturally birth them. So, only by crippling this place can I ensure that True Spirits would no longer be birthed. And you're of vital importance to this plan, Calamity Laws."

"Now choose." He said, staring at the Calamity Laws. "Will you destroy the True Spirit race? Or will you witness the destruction of your home realm?"