My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 351 - 321: Unexpected Things Always Arrive Unexpectedly (Three-in-One)_4

Chapter 351: Chapter 321: Unexpected Things Always Arrive Unexpectedly (Three-in-One)_4

The human race’s cultivators from the Sixth Great Realm let out a shout, each displaying their means to collect those strands of the divine light.

The Ten Great Treasures!

The Tier-6 demonic beasts immediately pounced on them, entangling with the cultivators of the Sixth Great Realm, also trying to snatch these treasures. The entire battlefield became chaotic instantly, accidentally letting the ten strands of divine light escape. They each descended in different directions, just so happened to encircle the entire Great Lake.

Lord shivered amid the turbulent celestial energy and cursed under his breath: "Lord finally understands what they’re up to, so ruthless!"

Inside the cave on the cliff, Sinclair Blacktail’s face changed: "Quickly activate the Five Divine Seals Array!"

In five different directions in the cave, a large seal made of white jade and adorned with golden runes rose one by one. They released nine layers of golden runes, forming a large net covering the cave. The wavering cave finally stabilized.

Aboard the flying boats, having estimated the distance, Owen Bertram became deeply worried and ordered Rachel: "Head to Duck Palm Beach!"

Rachel didn’t ask any questions, seeing the urgency on Lord Algernon’s face, and instead hurriedly accelerated the speed of the flying boat. In the entire Extinction Domain, all of the demon beings seemed to have sensed something and were fleeing. The demon birds in the sky had no time to care about anything else and flew away nonstop.

The flying boat didn’t encounter any obstruction; what would usually take several days of travel was now only a few breaths away. They could already see the location of Duck Palm Beach.

Behind them, at the Great Lake, strands of divine light grew more and more numerous. The entire lake began to boil, and mist filled the surroundings.

In the mist, three cultivators who were searching for the Ten Great Treasures together arrived at a place where a treasure had landed. They were dumbstruck, seeing that the treasure fell like a meteorite, creating a massive crater about a hundred zhang deep and filled with raging flames. The ground cracked open, and golden illusory text flew out from the cracks, dispersing into the air and sealing the void!

...

On the flying boat, everyone felt the palpitation-inducing aura coming from the direction of the Great Lake, and it felt very different from the anticipated "Innate Treasures"!

Emma Scott couldn’t help but ask in a low voice, standing behind Owen Bertram: "Sir, what’s going on?"

Owen Bertram said solemnly: "That Seventh Level cultivator has a vicious heart, intending to sacrifice all the cultivators involved in this matter!"

"Ah?!"" Everyone was shocked and panicked: "What about us? We escaped in advance, we should be fine, right...?"

Owen Bertram turned around, his eyes like that of a tiger, scanning the others: "Now, do you still want to defend Cecil Owen and prevent me from withdrawing?"

Everyone’s face dropped, and they all knelt down: "Thank you for saving our lives! We’ll never forget your graciousness for the rest of our lives; we’ll offer our loyalty to you."

Owen Bertram didn’t care much about these people; they were not comparable to the Lioyd Sect and the Scott Clan.

"Don’t celebrate too soon; whether we can survive or not is still uncertain!" As he uttered these words, everyone became more uneasy. But Owen Bertram pointed to the direction of the Great Lake, saying: "Those who are surrounded by the Ten Great Treasures are certainly doomed, even if they are of the Sixth Great Realm."

...

Cecil Owen was in a fierce battle with a Tier-6 demonic beast. They were standing on clouds high in the sky, and the clouds beneath their feet had long dissipated, leaving only the turbulent celestial energy all around.

Cecil Owen’s opponent was an ever-changing ball of "light energy," hiding various divine powers within the colorful radiance, making it truly elusive and unpredictable.

As Cecil Owen fought bitterly, he saw a strand of divine light and runes rising, completely locking down this part of the world.

He was taken aback, but saw a figure swiftly approaching. Cecil Owen asked excitedly: "Senior, what’s going on?""

The cultivator of the Seventh Level said: "The situation is dire. The demon beings have laid an ambush! I’ve come to help you kill this beast, and we’ll have to retreat for now."

"But..."" Cecil Owen hesitated, but suddenly felt pain all over his body, and a palm print heavily landed on his chest! His eyes were filled with disbelief: "You... traitor to the human race!"

The Seventh Level cultivator had already drifted away, looking for the next target.

In the boiling Great Lake, a strand of divine light reached out, catching Cecil Owen. He roared in rage and resisted with all his might, but suddenly, a strange syllable resonated through the lake, a curse!

Immediately, Cecil Owen’s eyes became unfocused and chaotic, as the divine light slowly dragged him into the mist.

As for the Tier-6 light energy demonic beast, it watched coldly from the sidelines, seemingly unsurprised by the appearance of the Seventh Level cultivator and the death of Cecil Owen.

Not just Cecil Owen, but other cultivators of the Fifth and Sixth Great Realms were also caught by the divine light. They initially resisted but were eventually lost to the curse, rolling down and being dragged into the mist together.

Gurgle, gurgle...

The mist churned nonstop, but it gradually quieted down.