My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1161 - 545: How Did I Become the Main Force? (Part 1)_3

Chapter 1161: Chapter 545: How Did I Become the Main Force? (Part 1)_3

He sat cross-legged, hands spread to either side in a gesture reminiscent of ’five hearts facing the sky’. His domain expanded effortlessly to two hundred and forty miles... Stop!

One must know when to advance and when to retreat, when to conceal, when to reveal!

Even so, Master Lane looked back at him in surprise and muttered to himself, "This young man is extraordinary!" Master Lane remembered that when he was in the Sixth Realm, his domain actually spanned 137 miles - a fact known only to him.He had merely announced it to be a "hundred miles".

As the ’preceding generation’s’ number one Heaven’s Chosen in the Wood Dynasty, Abner Lenes thought he was extremely exceptional. But this youngster had a domain a hundred miles longer than his own!

As the ’following generation’s’ number one Heaven’s Chosen in the Wood Dynasty, Owen Bertram seemed to have perfectly received Master Lane’s inheritance. But every time he thought of this, Master Lane felt somewhat suffocated. Given his age, he should have been the one people referred to when speaking about "the current generation" in the Cultivation World of the Wood Dynasty for a long time to come. The mention of Owen Bertram’s generation should have referred to "the younger generation", and should they want to seize power, they’d have to suffer for another thirty or forty years.

But Owen Bertram rose too quickly, and not only did he rise alone, but he also helped others to rise with him.

Ever since the last Dragon Snake List, he had recruited several Heaven’s Chosen of the younger generation into the Summit Metropolitan Office and they all progressed by leaps and bounds. After only a few years of working under Owen Bertram, they were all ready to break into the Sixth Great Realm!

This meant that Owen Bertram was leading an entire generation to rise together, in an increasingly strong position. Unfortunately, besides Master Lane, the others in his generation couldn’t keep up, most of them still lingering in the Fifth Great Realm. Naturally, they were being replaced by Owen Bertram’s generation, and Master Lane, standing alone, couldn’t resist this trend.

This caused Master Lane great resentment: "I’m not even married yet, how did I become a ’senior’ already?"

In Owen Bertram’s two-hundred-and-forty miles domain, the Authority of "Purification" was deployed. This distance was enough to ensure that Master Lane, who was in the Seventh Level, had enough space to use any Divine Skills or Magic Weapons.

The Bone Fish Basket also contained the Jade Cicada, using the Rules of the Heavenly Track to suppress Corpse Insects!

All of this made Ghostly Ted roar in anger. He originally wanted to launch a fierce attack and then take the opportunity to escape, but now it seemed difficult. But Master Lane’s principle of the ’sword path’ was, to charge forward without a second thought and to seek life through bracing death!

With Owen Bertram’s protection, he no longer had any worries and unleashed his swordsmanship like a whimsical ink painting. In an instant, the entire small world was filled with the shadow of that one sword!

The swarm of Corpse Insects advancing would encounter this sword shadow; if the swarm retreated, they would also encounter this sword shadow. If the swarm moved to the left, the sword shadow waited for them on the left; if they moved to the right, the sword shadow was on the right waiting for them. If the swarm gathered together, the sword shadow would also be equally immense; if the swarm dispersed, the sword shadow would become extremely faint, each sword defending a Corpse Insect.

It was everywhere!

Ghostly Ted felt terribly restricted and found it difficult to advance, feeling extremely uncomfortable and awkward! He suddenly regretted: he should not have turned his body into a swarm when he rushed out!

In reality, the other swarm of Corpse Insects was holding its own against Santa and, if he had fought with his real body, he could have dealt with Santa at most.

Before Owen Bertram joined in, he was able to handle Master Lane with ease. Thinking about it this way, his real opponent was this little cultivator who was only in the Sixth Realm?!

Ghostly Ted gnashed his teeth secretly and all the Corpse Insects turned their heads towards Owen Bertram in the stone mountain. Their mouthparts made the sound of knife blades scratching against each other.

"It really is him, he stabbed me with a stone cone, causing my Corpse Veil Cover to be damaged. The Da Luo World Gate, which was being corrupted, took the opportunity to escape, and my real body was also injured!"

"His crimes are truly heinous, he ought to suffer a thousand cuts as punishment!"

But the formidable demonic lord, who makes the Red Dragon Master wary, is really not simple. Ghostly Ted, in his rage, did not lose reason and very quickly figured out the problem. The form of Corpse Insects was too passive against Master Lane who was supported by Owen Bertram. Suddenly, he condensed the swarm of Corpse Insects into a swirling black smoke. The Corpse Insects merged with each other while rotating and actually turned back into his real body!

It was only half a body as there were only around half of the Corpse Insects--a half that had been split vertically, not horizontally at the waist, which would be too strange. The wound caused by the Shell Awl was also half-remaining.

But in reality, Ghostly Ted was a Zombie, so it didn’t matter how he was cut, he could still function.

The Corpse Insect status was too passive against Master Lane. Now that his body was revealed, the situation instantly reversed. Master Lane’s sword was blocked by Ghostly Ted’s arm, making a "clang" sound as if it hit hard metal. Only a shallow mark was left on Ghostly Ted’s arm.

He blocked the sword of a Seventh Level cultivator with one arm, then jumped on one foot, creating a nasty wind, and shot at Master Lane like black lightning. The light of Master Lane’s sword was withdrawn and he set up layers of sword screen before him.

"Clang, clang, clang..." Ghost Lyon broke through seven or eight layers of the sword screen and laughed triumphantly, "This clone was an Eighth-Tier Zombie back in the day, with a body that can compare with Eighth-Tier magic weapons, how can you break it!"