Is that a Wisp?

Zamuria flew away alarmingly quickly as if she wished to escape from the scene. Upon seeing it, Krune sighed, motioning for Feifei to chase after her, mouthing the words, "Ensure she doesn't come under harm."

Sighing, Feifei could only nod in response, immediately turning into a Red Demon as she flew after Zamuria.

All along, Cultivator stared at the retreating figure of his mother, touching the side of his cheek to see some blood. In the end, Zamuria hadn't killed him, even going to the extent of satisfying his wish.

Moreover, the words she said in the end resounded in his mind. Soon, he made up his mind as he muttered, "If that's what my mother wants, it's only right that I follow it, right?"

Cultivator sat up, gazing at the sky as he muttered, "From this moment forth, Cultivator is dead. Hence, I'll be known as Zamura."

As he said it, his face sported a wide smile, looking forward to his future as he thanked Krune. "If you hadn't encouraged me, I would have never been able to attain my wish."

"What do you plan to do now?" Krune asked, standing beside Zamura.

Previously known as Cultivator, and from henceforth honing the identity of Zamura, he looked into the horizon, staring at the direction his mother had flown by. "I can't force my mother. In the end, I don't wish to burden her anymore. She's acknowledged me once. That's more than enough. I can understand the pain she's been through. When she stared at me, I could feel her love and affection for me."

"After all, I'm her blood," Zamura spoke. "But at the same time, she's unable to suppress her hatred. Me being around her only hurts her. So, the most I can hope is slowly bridge the gap and eradicate the hatred. It doesn't matter how long it takes. As both of us possess Spiritual Incarnations, time…is on our side."

"That is true. They say time heals many things. Over time, her affection for you would triumph her hatred." Krune nodded.

The two of them then stared at the horizon for a good amount of time before Krune said, "Then again, I wish she consulted with me beforehand about giving you a new name. You might not know this, but I'm an expert at coming up with names. Back in the day…"

"Even my father has a better naming sense than you." Zamura laughed as he replied. "And, that's something of a record in itself."

"As if." Krune shook his head. "My naming skills aren't something you can comprehend. Ask Feifei if you don't believe me. She knows how good my skills are."

"You can really lie through your teeth." Zamura laughed, suddenly turning around as he looked at the Black Demons, pointing at Hwait as he beckoned for it to come closer with his index finger. "So, what are the lot of you doing here? I never knew Black Demons worked together."

Upon seeing Zamura talk to it all of a sudden, Hwait flinched instinctively. The scene of Zamura casually splitting the sky was still evident in its mind. It quickly changed its tone, saying in a manner that showed the fun it was having. "We were in the midst of raiding the labyrinth Lady Feifei had created for us."

"Labyrinth?" Zamura was surprised, becoming interested as he asked for Hwait to tell him more about it.

Hwait then said the decade-long trial they had to go through and the possible rewards they were promised to achieve.

"Passive abilities…and even active abilities." Krune frowned, thinking as he laughed, "It seems Feifei has become tremendously strong once again."

"So, the plan is for the Black Demons to become subservient to Feifei and then rely on her help to leave Layer 2. Is that it?" Zamura looked at the group of Black Demons that were beginning to crowd around them.

Normally, Krune would have been afraid of facing such a force. After all, he could at most face against two Black Demons. And even that would depend on their abilities. But now that he had Zamura on his side, he had nothing to worry about.

Zamura's abilities weren't completely restricted by the laws of the Sub-Realm. After all, the reason was because he possessed a Law in its purest form in his body. In other words, it was a product related to a God—a God Realm stage cultivator.

Using that, he could simply remove the restrictions placed on his body and erupt with his full power as a cultivator. In a mortal world setting, he could easily shatter entire worlds with the tap of his finger.

So, with someone like that on his side, Krune didn't care about the number of Black Demons that had or would arrive. Now that they were unthreatened, Krune and Zamura joked around jovially.

Krune then looked at Hwait and told it, "Hazak has a tablet. Ask it for more information."

Hwait nodded in response. "Thank you."

But, right as it was about to leave, Zamura looked at it, saying, "Wait a moment."

"What's wrong?" Krune asked in surprise, seeing that Zamura had resolved himself.

"I have decided," Zamura said. "I plan to establish a sect after leaving the Sub-Realm. Each of us has a method of body cultivation. Once we return to the God Realm, we'll combine our strengths and work on them some more. Besides, instead of joining other sects and fighting for resources within, we can establish our own Sect."

"Plus, I believe each of us has at least one method to obtain a certain type of resource," Cultivator spoke.

"Indeed." Krune nodded as he told Zamura, "I have an ability to collect Godly Energy from different places. I have also incorporated teleportation formations and energy gathering formations into my Spiritual Incarnation. So, it'll help our sect with all its energy needs."

"Besides..." Krune laughed as he continued, "I can create Water Essences and also Development Essences that would constantly increase our body density. Once we create some body tempering methods, our efficiency would further increase."

As the God Realm was the final stop of cultivation, it meant that they would stay here for a significant amount of time. After all, even for a talented person, breaking through the stages in the upper ranks of the Semi-God Realm and above took too much time.

So, that meant the sect they would create would remain for long, a permanent identity that they would carry with them for as long as they lived in the Four Realms. As the two conversed, exchanging ideas, they became excited. "Adding the body cultivation method into the mix, our sect disciples would become peerless among their peers."