My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 267 - 265: The Disappearance of the Sixth Great Realm

Chapter 267: Chapter 265: The Disappearance of the Sixth Great Realm

Owen Bertram and his two companions moved quickly, and in less than a shichen (2 hours), they arrived outside Sanma Village.

Eric Reed was their guide, as before, but this time hanging on his back was an oversized talisman with a circle and the character for "prisoner" in the center.

The prohibitions on this talisman were much more powerful than any shackles.

All along the way, Eric Reed was trying to cajole Owen Bertram, "Lord Prescott, please take off this talisman for me. I’ve long been ready to abandon the dark and embrace the light, you can ask Atwood if you don’t believe me."

No one paid him any mind.

Back at the George Estate, Ethereal Devin and Nathan Lane had tried to turn him, but the fellow hesitated, choosing to wait and see. Now that he was ready to "abandon darkness and embrace light", it was too late.

Owen Bertram suddenly felt something was amiss, turning to David to ask, "Do you also feel as if we’re being watched?"

David twisted his neck twice, "I thought it was my illusion, so you feel it too? But when I checked with my spiritual perception, I found nothing."

Owen Bertram looked grave, glancing around. All was serene; fish were spinning in the water, birds were chirping in the surrounding woods; it seemed as though everything was as usual.

Owen Bertram covertly summoned a magpie which flew up from behind him, circling in mid-air, overseeing everything from above.

Let’s not forget, she had the eyes of a mechanical Dao soldier.

Owen Bertram casually looked down through that eye: the entire Sanma Village, along with the banks of the nearby river, scattered across a vast stretch of land, were dozens of tiny red dots.

But the moment Owen Bertram saw them, those red dots disappeared all at once, even leading one to question whether they had seen wrongly.

Owen Bertram frowned inwardly, saying, "Wait a moment."

He went to a depression near the river, with a damp ground and wild grass all over. One of the red dots he had just seen was right here.

The red dot was very small, and Owen Bertram couldn’t determine whether it was the arrival of the magpie or his own probing that caused their sudden disappearance. But he was certain he hadn’t been seeing things.

If there had been something, there must be traces.

But in this depression, he found nothing.

It looked like the red dots had gone directly underground, but without leaving any traces. Owen Bertram even checked for traces of yin energy by his magical techniques, but found nothing!

David and Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow came over, "What did you find?"

Owen Bertram shook his head gravely, "I feel... We’ve found the right place."

With a wave of his hand, the three spread out, Owen Bertram in the middle and David and Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow split to either side. Each ten feet apart, raising their magical instruments to protect themselves, they advanced quickly and cautiously to the entrance of the village.

Eric Reed was scared out of his wits, shouting from behind: "Hey hey, what about me, what should I do? Lord Owen, please undo this for me..."

Without turning back, Owen Bertram flicked his hand, a small talisman flew out and landed with a smack on Eric’s face, not only did he not untie Eric, but even sealed his mouth.

"Bang!"

David kicked open a door, but there was no response inside. It was a very ordinary farmer’s courtyard, old clothes were being sunned in the yard, and a few swallows flew up in surprise from under the eaves, but not a single person was in the yard.

Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow also vaulted into a courtyard, the same situation: everything seemed normal, but no one was there.

The three quickly checked the whole village; the hundreds of inhabitants of Sanma Village had vanished without trace!

The three returned to the entrance of the village. Owen Bertram, thinking of the "red dots", felt heavy-hearted: "We’re late! I’m afraid these villagers have become the premium goods of the evil magic!"

Such incidents were too common in the Cultivation World. Whenever an entire village disappeared, it was often not a good sign.

David grit his teeth, "The Horizon Bureau has many techniques to track traces, wait a moment, I’ll cast a spell! The hundreds of villagers of Sanma Village, if they’re alive we want to see people, if they’re dead we want to see bodies!"

Owen Bertram slowly nodded his head.

...

In the Water Administration Office, three sticks of incense were lit. It was unknown what they were made of, but the incense emitted seven colors. However, it wasn’t the bright and cheerful colors of a rainbow; instead, it exuded a gloomy aura.

The seven-colored incense smoke infused into the demon’s body, which was already frail. Rejuvenated with this supplement, it barely managed to employ some sort of demon magic, creating a spiritual light pattern in front of it.

On that pattern was exactly the terrain around Sanma Village and Hometown River.

One small red dot after another was squirming around in the pattern, and the areas it passed over underground and underwater became brightly lit.

"Someone’s here."

With a flick of the demon’s finger, the images of Owen Bertram and his three companions appeared on the other side of the pattern, transforming into four green points of light. These fell onto the entire pattern, marking their positions and updating in real time.

The person sat motionless, "Continue with the magic. They are just a few minor figures. Even if they find this place, what can they do? I can wipe them out with a wave of my hand."

The demon couldn’t help but mention, "They are from the Horizon Bureau."

"Shut up, get to work!"

What about the Horizon Bureau? Others feared them because once you touched them, they would hound you relentlessly—like maggots in a corpse. But King IIias was already prepared to rebel. He was up against the whole imperial court, so why bother about the Horizon Bureau?

"These fools." The person secretly sneered.

He was aware both of the Horizon Bureau’s investigation into Yale Harrison and into Master Jacob. A cultivator at the Sixth Great Realm, such as him, was akin to a god in a small place like Casterly County. He had ways to monitor everyone’s every move without being detected.

If it wasn’t for the slow progress of the demon, he would have returned with what he sought.

When Yale Harrison took the Black Soul Jar out of the Lion Cave — he watched from the sidelines. For something so important, Yale left it to a personal soldier; he wouldn’t have trusted them with it!

Then, at the first sight of the Black Soul Jar, the cultivator at the Sixth Great Realm understood: there was no way to cooperate with the Demon Clan anymore, the Demonic Source had broken free from its shackles.

So, he paid no attention to Yale Harrison, Master Jacob, or the Prescott Group of Looking Cloud Cliff, because none of them mattered anymore; they were all useless.

What King IIias wanted were the remains of Marco Clan to enhance his own power and the Sky-piercing Spear to force the Nine Witch Demon Court into an agreement.

Having obtained these two items would suffice.

Fortunately, he and King IIias had a backup plan.

That’s why he was a bit late. On the demarcation line between the Tours Army and the Nine Witch Demon Court, in certain harsh environments, where both parties have no authority, lurk some special races of the demon clan and human criminals.

King IIias and he happened to know that one such place was hiding a "tapir demon". This ancient demon held many unknown secrets of the demons. If there were anyone in this world who could accurately locate Marco Clan and the Sky-piercing Spear, without the need of Solomon’s blood essence, it would undoubtedly be the tapir demon.

His methods were more severe and decisive. After locating the demon, he directly killed it. The form of a demon’s soul was sufficient, and it was "easy to carry".

As for those secret arts which required a living form to perform... there was no need to fret about them. Force it if necessary, wouldn’t the potential come out then?

For example, right now.