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!
