My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1060 - 515: Infiltrating the Mountain of the Secret Realm_1

Chapter 1060: Chapter 515: Infiltrating the Mountain of the Secret Realm_1

If Owen Bertram was still merely at the Fourth Great Realm, he would have used conventional methods, temporarily lurking beside Alen Charle and secretly investigating the entire event. But now, with two individuals at the Sixth Great Realm here, it would naturally be a force to break all laws and methods, no need for beating around the bush.

The arrival of the King of Souls, placing a false demon ghost like Alen Charle in ambush in the Abyss, was not merely "putting out one’s full strength to hunt a rabbit", it was practically akin to blasting mosquitoes with a nuclear bomb. If Alen Charle understood the situation, he should be honored instead.

Well, Alen Charle himself probably wouldn’t feel honored...not important.

It wasn’t absolutely necessary for demon cultivators in this world to form a Monster Core. The demon clan’s inheritance was even longer and more complicated than the human race, and different demon clans had different methods. But for an inferior product of the human race like Alen Charle to cultivate demon techniques, the most convenient method would be to initially form a Monster Core in his body.

And this Monster Core was often required to be formed by his "master" the Great Demon, and then be planted in his body. Inside the body of such a traitor are often prohibitions left by the master on things like the soul and monster core to prevent betrayal.

The reason Owen Bertram called for the King of Souls was also due to his fear that the Great Demon behind Alen Charle might be at Tier-6. He and Nick Liam taking action would alert the other party.

The King of Souls was Tier-7 and had the prerogative of the Netherworld Small World, enough to suppress the other party.

He said to the Young Master, "There are traces of a Tier-6 Great Demon on the Monster Core, which have already been suppressed by this old servant with the power of the Abyss. Also, this place is covered in the shroud of the Abyss, and it will certainly not be detected by the Great Demon."

Owen Bertram nodded, flicking his fingers several times, releasing the force of the Abyss that was suppressing the soul of Alen Charle. Owen Bertram wanted to read his memories, and he also saw the person’s face clearly.

Before death, the questions lingering in his mind found their answer in an instant. At this moment, his eyes were filled with a complex look, because he almost couldn’t remember who this person was.

Was it the new Patrolling Mountain Banner he had recruited during the day? These two were undoubtedly only at the Second Level, and they were both embarrassingly writhing on the ground in their struggle to resist his casual attempt...

It was him!

No matter how complex his inner feelings were at this moment, Owen Bertram didn’t care. Owen Bertram pinched his five fingers, the soul scattered, and he saw the memories of Alen Charle’s entire life.

Antai Country was indeed barren, even for cultivators, life was more difficult than in the Wood Dynasty.

Alen Charle’s talent was actually not bad, but his sect had already fallen into decline. By his generation, after his master passed away, he didn’t leave him anything. He struggled to cultivate up to the Third Great Boundary, but was unable to improve any further.

He clearly sensed that his limit was far beyond this, but without enough resources, without the guidance of a Grandmaster, he was unable to take even half a step forward!

He was in unbearable pain and began to indulge in worldly pleasures. Suddenly, news of the resurrection started spreading, and all kinds of news kept coming in from the Wood Dynasty: a certain ancient annihilation domain had opened, a particular ancient cultivator had woke up...

For a time, Alen Charle even felt impulsive: should he go brave the dangers in the Wood Dynasty?

Such was the choice of cultivators from the Southwest Countries when they had nowhere to go, but not everyone had that courage. Out of ten who went, more than nine would die, only a select few would make it.

Unexpectedly, the news began to circulate that an Ancient Annihilation Domain was going to appear in Antai Country! Alen Charle was thrilled and prepared to pledge allegiance to Tamsin Macy... but how could Tamsin Macy attach importance to a mere cultivator in Third Great Boundary?

He crazily cultivated for a while, then once again became dispirited, as breaking through seemed impossible.

His heart was filled with resentment, but he dared not venture into the Wood Dynasty, nor was he willing to start from a low position under Tamsin Macy’s command. He could only blame himself and complain, cursing heaven and earth.

On that night, in his village, a huge black python came. It coiled around the mountain several times; where it passed, all vegetation died, huge stones were ground into powder, ancient trees were broken like straw, and with one intake of breath, there were no living beings left in the whole village.

He lived on the hillside next to the village. After his cultivation had failed to increase, he came here to become a "living god" worshipped by the people. He realized his wish to dominate and control, solving problems for the nearby villages in his daily life.

But when faced with such a black python, it was far beyond his ability. When the black python swallowed the whole village, he was terrified and sat down, only to wake up!

When he sat up in a cold sweat from his bed, it was already night and the village under the mountain was deathly silent. He was cautious when he went down to take a look, something giant had indeed ravaged the village, not a single being survived!

At that moment, he couldn’t distinguish between reality and the dream realm. In a daze, he seemed to remember: in the "dream", after the black python swallowed all the living beings in the village, it moved its colossal body into a certain valley and finally looked back at him with deep meaning.

This memory gradually became clear in his mind, and he grew increasingly certain that he had indeed seen this scene in his dream. And the gaze of the black python towards him, those huge snake eyes, seemed to be branded in his mind!

Owen Bertram had seen up to this point, and he couldn’t help but shake his head. Alen Charle was just an ordinary Third Great Boundary cultivator at that time, who naturally couldn’t see through such a direct demon illusion.

Alen Charle plucked up his courage and ventured into that valley under cover of night. There, in a rocky crevasse of a mountain stream flowing with black water, he saw a small black snake. The small black snake spoke human language and made an agreement with him.

The small black snake imparted him with the high-level inheritance of the demon clan and spat out a Monster Core before dying. Alen Charle swallowed the Monster Core and cultivated on the spot. Over a few short days, with the power of the Monster Core, he advanced to the Fifth Great Realm in one breath.

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