My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1016 - 503: We Compete for the Opportunity to Get Rich_1

Chapter 1016: Chapter 503: We Compete for the Opportunity to Get Rich_1

Before their eyes, the vast surface of East Immortal Lake was filled with a giant eyeball from the side of the Country of Mourning. This eyeball had intoxicating golden pupils, surrounded by nine runes that formed a spiritual halo. As the halo rotated, it seemed as though time was set in motion with it.

Looking through the "hole" in East Immortal Lake, the eyeball curiously scrutinized the other side, full of wonder at the outside world.

Owen Bertram wasted no time in retrieving the Water Spirit. The Water Spirit was actually eager to test itself, like an animal eagerly waiting to be unleashed. But it became docile and friendly as soon as the rope was untied.

However, all its antics couldn’t affect the owner of the giant eyeball, who might destroy it with a mere flick of a finger.

Owen Bertram looked around, his team at the edge of East Immortal Lake seemed a bit frightened, but overall, they managed to maintain their composure. He approved of this silently. These people were just a motley crew, relying on Military Officers under Greystone to bolster their courage.

In terms of leading troops, Greystone was a master.

"Retreat 300 miles!" With Owen Bertram’s command, the team quickly retreated. Nobody wanted to face the owner of that eyeball, not even the four Sixth Great Realm cultivators or Greystone.

What they had agreed upon before, charging a passage fee against cultivators, was not applicable to this one. Attempting to collect a fee from him would be tantamount to suicide.

As they retreated, the eyeball observed them, and there seemed to be a slight change in its demeanor, but did not try to stop them. When everyone had retreated more than 100 miles away, the eyeball suddenly vanished. The area around East Immortal Lake was plunged into a terrifying silence, where even insect monsters felt a certain pressure and desperately burrowed deep into the mud, too afraid to make a noise.

Owen Bertram looked at East Immortal Lake, took out the stone cone, and raised it but took seven steps back to show his "respect" to the one who was about to emerge.

This was not cowardice but a necessary respect for the strong.

The owner of the eyeball was clearly a powerful being awakened in the Ancient Annihilation Domain, and their strength far exceeded that of Blood’s Son.

A figure suddenly appeared on the surface of the lake, disheveled and emaciated. They appeared very tall.

Stepping on the surface of the lake, he walked step by step toward the shore without causing even a slight ripple in the water.

Owen Bertram watched the figure who initially had his back turned. The person suddenly bent his head halfway back without moving his body. Beneath the disheveled hair, the intoxicating golden eyeball stared at Owen Bertram.

Apart from the golden eye, his entire face, neck, and body were shriveled. His other eye socket contained a dried-up eyeball that resembled a raisin, making him look exceptionally weird and eerie.

Owen Bertram took a deep breath and cautiously raised his fist, saying in a loud voice, "Your Excellency, this is no longer your era. My great Wood People have laws, and the Horizon Bureau restrains cultivators. If you commit crimes and violate the law, do not blame our merciless national law or the ruthlessness of the Horizon Bureau!"

A hint of disdain appeared in the person’s eye, but he remained still, only to disappear without a trace in a single step covering thousands of miles, leaving no shadow or trace behind! Owen Bertram was unable to discern whether he had employed a divine skill like "Shrinking Ground into Inches" or some powerful magical instrument.

However, once he left, several signs of vitality returned to the surroundings of East Immortal Lake. Owen Bertram pursed his lips, "He’s hard to deal with since he refuses to communicate..."

"How can the ancient beings awakened in the Country of Mourning be so powerful?"

As he calculated in his mind, it was time for the Ancient Annihilation Domain to expand again after Owen Bertram and his people had left the Country of Mourning, causing these ancient beings to awaken.

"It’s fortunate that we left a day or two early. Otherwise, we might have encountered these fellows inside."

Owen Bertram felt uneasy. The one they encountered just now was indeed prideful, but he wasn’t malicious. However, other awakened ones would definitely include those like Blood’s Son.

"In the coming days, the entire Eastern Land... no, the entire Eight Desolations World will face the Origin Resurgence period, with more ancient powerhouses waking up."

Owen Bertram was worried, just like ordinary people. It was obvious to everyone that the entire Eight Desolations World would face a massive upheaval. What was different for Owen Bertram was his continued muttering, "While these ancient beings made comprehensive arrangements during their lifetime, it’s not possible for everyone to be flawless.

Some of them will perish while in slumber, leaving behind a vast wealth of valuable resources. Discovering just one could be as lucrative as uncovering an ancient tomb of kings, providing a great opportunity for cultivators of this era."

"In addition... The Red Clan Barbarian Continent will inevitably enter the era of Origin Resurgence as well. Those awakened ancient beings who see their former world occupied by Red Clan Barbarians will likely not live in peace with them, hehehe..."

Owen Bertram’s eyes gleamed. He had initially planned to organize hunting parties to sail out and capture barbarian slaves near the Red Clan Barbarian Continent, selling them to the Nine Witch Demon Court.

This plan faced many difficulties in scaling up. For one, navigating from the Eastern Land to the Red Clan Barbarian Continent was perilous, with only three out of ten Red Clan ships arriving safely. It would be even more daunting for the Wood People who were just beginning to navigate the waters, as only one in ten ships were likely to survive.