Is that a Wisp?

Seventy Mong Realm Gods had gathered around, making preparations. One of them carried a Sub-Realm in his hands. Contained in it were tens of thousands of Primal Gods, remaining stationary, ready to be deployed immediately.

There were millions of Elementary Gods and lower-tier immortals, not to mention a massive horde of mortals.

They were the group sent out to fully cripple the Tilk Realm. After all, when truly cornered, the Tilk Realm Primal Gods still had a chance of attempting a breakthrough to become Gods and succeeding as a result.

That would only serve to further delay their annexing of the Tilk Realm.

So, their goal this time was to kill all the Primal Gods of the Tilk Realm. Following that would be to kill the rest of the immortals. Only after that could they safely begin the annexing plan.

There were untold dangers that might otherwise arise. Even for the Mong Realm, this was the first time they were annexing a realm. So, they had to exercise caution.

After all, a simple slip-up would diminish their strength, allowing their enemies to take action instead. So, they had to be thorough in their actions.

Sending seventy Gods was already overkill. However, they did so to prevent the other realms from trying anything annoying.

To face the seventy Mong Realm Gods, the other realms would indeed have to bring forth their armies. And that was pretty much signaling a declaration of war.

Mobilizing so many Gods would leave the defenses of their realm weak.

And if the Mong Realm were to invade in anger, it would cripple their strength to a great extent, especially if the Mong Realm Champion were to make a move personally.

Not many in the Greater Universe was actually capable of resisting him after all.

"Alright, do a good job. This is the moment we've been working towards for millions of years." The Mong Realm Champion let out a rare smile as he told them, "Be careful. Notify me the moment those bastards from the other realms do anything funny."

"Yes, God King!" The Seventy Gods saluted before creating a spatial tunnel through the chaotic storms, leading a path towards the Tilk Realm.

The power they had dispatched was indeed terrifying. This was enough to devastate even the Kun Realm, not to mention the current weakened Tilk Realm that didn't have any Gods to defend its borders.

The group of Gods began to fly through the tunnel, noticing the terrifying spatial storms brewing around them, containing enough power to even kill them.

One of the Gods shuddered when a spatial storm's flare brushed past him, destroying his defenses instantly, muttering in fear, "That was close."

"Be careful. These storms can kill us," another God replied.

The injured God hurriedly healed himself before asking curiously, "Say, is our God King able to destroy these spatial storms?"

"To a certain extent, yeah." The leading God nodded in pride. "But, even he cannot destroy all the spatial storms. These storms are infinite in number."

"So, that means…" One of the Gods smirked, saying, "They aren't capable of killing him, unlike us."

"Indeed, the God King's strength is on a whole other level," the leading God spoke. "But, that doesn't mean he would remain uninjured by these spatial storms. That's how the Garg Realm Champion has endured his attacks to this day. Somehow, he's able to influence these spatial storms. That's why he remained alive despite clashing against our God King so many times."

"Then, if they fought inside a realm…" another God asked.

"The Garg Realm Champion would be killed, no doubt about it." The leading God smirked in response. "There's a reason our Champion is called the God King. It truly means that he's unrivaled in strength. He's the sole King of Gods."

Boom!

Suddenly, as they continued to travel, the spatial tunnel began to skew unnaturally, destabilizing further and further.

"What the hell is happening?" The leading God was alarmed, shouting in response, "Everyone! Try your best to stabilize this place!"

"Hahaha! Idiots!" Suddenly, a childish voice full of disdain resounded within the spatial tunnel.

"This voice…" The leading God frowned before spatting out in anger, "Calamity Realm Spirit? What the fuck are you doing? Have you lost your goddamn mind?"

"Hahaha!" The only reply to his words was a burst of laughter as the spatial tunnel continued to destabilize further and further.

"I'm called the Calamity Laws for a reason." Little Cally grinned as it manifested as a sphere of light, gazing at the spatial tunnel that had begun to show signs of collapse already, tearing up in response as it choked in happiness. "Ahh! How many centuries, millennia, eons had I been waiting for to see this day?"

"Finally, I can exact revenge on these bastards!" It laughed, unleashing the peak of its power, causing the spatial tunnel to collapse, exposing the seventy Mong Realm Gods to the spatial storms, laughing jovially as it heard their screams.

…

Calamity Realm!

Two Mong Realm Gods were seated on a large throne of sorts, gazing at the Calamity Realm with obvious disdain. "For how long do we have to remain in this dump?"

"The Calamity Realm Spirit is pretty useful. We can swallow the Kun Realm through it easily." One of the Mong Realm Gods, one sporting a wavy goatee, smirked. "At least, we'll be able to take down the Kun Realm faster than the Tilk Realm."

"Still, all these resources and the Calamity Realm only managed to birth three Gods. Isn't that pretty weak?" The other Mong Realm God, one that was bald, snorted in response.

"That's how weak they are," the Mong Realm God with a wavy goatee replied. "Since they had very little conflict, they hit their limit that fast. Even three Gods was a surprising event here. Anyway, we've killed those three brats long ago. Let's just continue relaxing here."

"I wanted to take part in the action." The bald Mong Realm God sighed. "They might be having fun fighting against the Gods from other realms now."

"Sure, you can also experience the same." Suddenly, a mysterious voice resounded in their minds, startling them, for they hadn't even sensed his existence.

When the two Mong Realm Gods sensed, they noticed a mysterious figure had appeared in their minds.

Soul God—Soren!

At the same time, Luvile, Hishe, and Wally entered the Calamity Realm, muttering, "So, this is the Calamity Realm."

They then pounced upon the two Mong Realm Gods. "Let's clean up this place, shall we?"