Is that a Wisp?

While everyone remained in the sect, Krune left some of his clones everywhere to manage things. There were also a couple of them at the island where the villagers appeared from time to time.

And now, the five founding members entered the Sub-Realm, the one that they had fused into the sect. Inside was an enormous space, enough for them to open their mouths agape in shock.

After all, the Sub-Realm was shaped like a sphere. And the sphere's radius was a million kilometers. This was a space on par with a continent. After all, the sky and the ocean extended until the limit, creating a tremendously massive biosphere to live within.

On top of that, the space in here was optimally created by the Gods to house any and every type of resource one might ever need.

Millions of floating islands littered the sky, spanning sizes from tiny islands to massive structures in the air that almost resembled a tiny continent. They were positioned at varying heights, allowing for great use of the vast space within.

Plus, all sorts of exotic plants and minerals were abundant in the place. Of course, that wasn't all. The ground also covered the greatest area, forming at the center of the sphere. It was tremendously deep, forming a dense layer of earth.

There were lakes, ponds, seas, and even oceans within. And through some of the oceans, one could access the true depth of the ocean. Mysterious minerals grew within them, emitting light of their own for various reasons.

"Hmm, the density of the Godly Energy here is somewhat thin," Zamura muttered, sensing using the Law—that was in its purest form—he obtained from the hilt, saying, "There is just one Godly Vein in this entire Sub-Realm. It seems the Gods had simply created this for fun and set it aside, leaving it to develop on its own. As tens of thousands of years had passed, it resulted in such a rich world."

"I wonder how many they had created out of boredom," Krune could not help but say, suddenly thinking of something as he told them, "Let's name this place as the Mountain Sect Sub-Realm for convenience's sake."

Ignoring the stares from others, he sent his clones in every direction to scout. Once he broke into the God Core Realm, every increase in stage allowed his Little Krune fragments to increase in ten.

Thanks to that, he now had one hundred Little Krune fragments, having reached the Ninth Stage of the God Core Realm. Except for the ones he had left outside, the remaining Little Krune fragments each entered a Pseudo Wisp, turning them into clones.

Soon, the clones changed their body shape, turning into the Escapist, causing Zamura to look at them in surprise and exclaim, "They look just like my Equipment Spirit that I use to escape from danger."

"It's the same. My clones are mimicking its body structure since I have already comprehended the related laws to the necessary level. So, they can perfectly mimic them," Krune explained. "I just began to call them the Escapists since that's what I used them for all this time."

"Fair enough." Zamura laughed. "I hadn't named it anyway. I've only used it in situations to flee and hadn't bothered with it after that since it always dies upon overexertion."

Only now realizing something, Zamura waved his hand, causing a tiny spirit to jump out of its body. It was just a ball with an elongated mouth, opening to reveal a bag within. Zamura grabbed hold of the bag, stringing it to his hip as the ball spirit vanished.

Contained within the bag were hundreds of rings, his collection of Ring Spirits, used to deal with any situation. "It has been a lot of time since I last brought them out."

Saying so, Zamura grabbed a handful of rings and threw them far away, watching their respective ring spirits condense before all of them gathered before him. He did the same until he threw out all the rings, watching the large group before him, saying, "Now, scout through the entirety of this place and make a report of everything."

"Yes." Saying so, all the ring spirits went away. Those that were able to fly carried everyone else, dropping them at various locations to gather information.

As for Krune, all he did was condense a clone beside him, giving it a massive book, telling it to make a note of everything they scouted. Since they had shared thoughts, everything each clone saw was also seen by everyone else instantly.

So, their scouting network was more efficient.

In the meantime, Seamstress, Zamuria, and Feifei were conversing as they saw the gate before them. It was the sole entrance into the Sub-Realm. Since it was positioned atop a floating island, they thought of something, finalizing a plan as the Seamstress took action.

She condensed a spear of coral, piercing it into the ground to create the foundation. The coral spear then branched out as the branches moved over the ground like vines, spreading throughout the floating island, burrowing into it from many directions, creating a rigid foundation.

Soon after, the entire floating island was covered by coral. Even though the coral appeared weak at the start, as time passed in such a fashion, it was slowly refined by the Seamstress, increasing its sturdiness.

Once the foundation was fully laid and the defensive measures were taken care of, the coral branches began to move upward, slowly creating a gigantic structure. It was apparent that the trio of ladies had planned to first increase the security of the place, ensuring people wouldn't be able to simply leave and exit it as they please.

"Interesting." Zamura nodded, saying as he watched the building be constructed. "Tell me when it's done. I'll awaken the strongest building spirit for it."

"That's good enough." The Seamstress nodded as she continued to create the building.

After some thought, Feifei said, "We need to create some signature techniques for our sect. That way, it'll create a form of recognition, making it apparent that those that use such techniques are from our sect."

"Thank you in advance," Zamura said, cupping his hands.

"Thank you in advance," Krune repeated the same, mimicking Zamura. It was apparent that they simply wished to push the workload onto her. After all, her Spiritual Incarnation meant she was able to create the best techniques.

The techniques created by others wouldn't even be on the same level as the ones made by her. So, they dumped the work on her and escaped from the floating island.

"…" Feifei stared at the escaping figures of the two men, feeling her blood pressure spiking up a bit.