My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1129 - 533: Divine Seed_2

Chapter 1129: Chapter 533: Divine Seed_2

But Owen suddenly pulled the Immortal Binding Rope, and it tightened abruptly, making the Light Mist feel like it was being cut with a knife! It screamed in pain and angrily shouted, "What are you doing!"

Owen’s entire demeanor had changed in an instant, taking on an unapproachable, vast, and elusive quality.

The Light Mist was very familiar with this sensation—it was the feeling of a deity!

"Ah?!" It cried out in shock, showing anxiety for the first time against an opponent, "Why are you doing this? We can cooperate, I can submit to you, it would be very beneficial to you. Sister Cornelia is just a subordinate under your command, not even in the Sixth Realm..."

Owen was unmoved. He had just silently determined that the Light Mist was telling the truth—not to change his attitude towards the ancient deity, but to confirm the truth. Unable to intervene with his own identity, he switched to his brother’s persona!

While the Light Mist was chattering, Owen was busy communicating with his brother, using his brother’s scales to release the River God’s Divine Power and enveloping his Elder Brother’s body.

His brother was reluctant, so Owen had to coax and deceive him to succeed.

You said that if I, a mortal, torment and kill an ancient deity, I will suffer calamity! Thank you for reminding me. So now that I have assumed the identity of a god to interrogate and punish you, it should be no problem, right?

Mortals slaying gods would bring misfortune, but now it has become a struggle between deities. You, an ancient deity from tens of thousands of years ago, will eventually be replaced by a new god. Nothing’s wrong with that!

Under Owen’s control, the Immortal Binding Rope tightened more and more. With the injection of "Divine Power," the rope seemed extremely excited! Owen was somewhat surprised: Was this the correct way to use the Immortal Binding Rope?

So the question was: What was the main factor for the correct usage method? Divine Power or targeting deities?

Biting its teeth and enduring the pain, the Light Mist only managed to resist for... three breaths before it screamed in agony. Unable to hold back any longer, it wailed and cursed loudly, "You are torturing a deity like this, you won’t die a peaceful death!"

"Where did you get this sinister thing? I, a deity... Ah, I shouldn’t be subjected to such pain."

Originally, the Light Mist was the size of a wooden basin, but under the ruthless grip of the Immortal Binding Rope, in just ten breaths, it shrank to the size of a small sea bowl!

"I’ll tell! Hurry up and stop... Ah!"

"Stop it, please..."

Light Mist was weakened, so Owen finally stopped the Immortal Binding Rope: "Tell me everything about the Nightmare Sect honestly, and don’t force me to search your soul for real!"

Initially, there were three ancient deities involved in the fight for the Origin Object in the Copper Gorge Extinction Domain—that mass of Green and Red Energy. To be precise, it was the "seeds" laid by these three ancient gods that secretly pushed everything forward and triggered the great event.

In the end, the ancient deity that appeared—a "Divine Wood" at the time—lost almost all of its power, but managed to escape with a sliver of True Spirit at the last moment, avoiding complete annihilation.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the other two ancient gods did not show themselves and quietly fled. This mass of black and yellow Light Mist was a remnant of the Divine Wood’s sliver of True Spirit.

Since it was once a powerful deity, it had managed to accumulate considerable power during that time.

"What is there to say?" The Light Mist’s voice was filled with resentment: "After you severely injured me in Copper Gorge, the remaining divine power of the deity was completely consumed. It took me a lot of time to gather some power after the sliver of True Spirit escaped."

"But I never expected the revival to come at this time!" Mentioning this, the Light Mist felt it had been dealt a great injustice: "If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have revealed myself in Copper Gorge! All I had to do was wait patiently for the revival, and my power would have naturally recovered."

"But now, with my current state, the revival is an absolute catastrophe for me! When those powerful beings awaken, maybe one day, I’ll be captured and turned into something like a spirit vessel."

"I had no choice but to take a risk, trying to gather faith and gain some self-preservation power before those powerful beings awoke. Otherwise, I would not have resorted to such methods. Becoming a god through faith may be the easiest, but taking the crucial steps to ascend to higher positions is extremely demanding. Moreover, being bound by followers makes gods less free and carefree than others."

"But I had just started my plan, accumulating only tens of thousands of followers in the Ancient Destroyer Origin, when you arrived. The noses of you Horizon Bureau members are more sensitive than dogs!"

"Having come this far, just grant me a quick death. I never thought that after surviving for a hundred thousand years and dodging the great catastrophe of the Heavenly Track Reversal, I would eventually fall into the hands of a junior like you. It’s truly infuriating!"

Owen Bertram asked, "How many of these divine bases are there?"

"Only this one. You’ve judged the believers too, and seen their memories. I only have seventy or eighty thousand followers, and it wasn’t easy to pick out this group of people from them."

Owen Bertram had doubts in his heart, but he was also faced with a problem: his soul-searching technique did not work on the Light Mist! Owen secretly tried several times, but the Divine Skill didn’t have any effect.

Techniques targeting mortal souls are ineffective against divine souls!

Without revealing this on the surface, Owen coldly sneered, "Don’t forget that I am a member of the Horizon Bureau, with extensive experience in judging cases. I can tell at a glance whether you’re lying."