Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start?-Chapter 507 - 503-Divine Mountain! Caesar’s Deep Regret!

Divine Mountain!

Alps Divine Mountain!

To many Prime Celestial Gods, this was a name so distant that it had nearly been forgotten.

After all, before the Celestial ruled over the plane, it was the Mountain Lord of Alps Divine Mountain who governed all things in heaven and earth.

But later, Alps Divine Mountain was replaced by the Celestial!

As for how that happened and what earth-shattering events transpired during that time—it had become an ancient mystery.

To Bright King and the other Prime Celestial Gods, Divine Mountain no longer existed.

Yet, judging from the aura emanating from the Chief and his people, they truly hailed from the legendary Alps Divine Mountain!

The past glory of Divine Mountain was immeasurable—as is its present desolation.

How could the Chief and the others be from Divine Mountain?

The Celestial’s subordinates were all deeply perplexed.

They sensed that something was amiss—if the Divine Mountain’s remnants had appeared at such a critical moment, there must be a hidden truth behind it!

After all, in the past, many top forces had attempted to investigate the fall of Divine Mountain upon discovering its traces—yet all who pursued the truth perished mysteriously!

Why had the descendants of Divine Mountain emerged in such numbers?

And more importantly—why had they recognized Owen as the Mountain Lord?!

Divine Mountain’s status had once been unrivaled.

Though it was now history, it had once been an entity that could compete with and even crush the Celestial!

And the Mountain Lord’s status had once been on par with the Celestial itself!

Apart from the first Mountain Lord, there had never been a second—until now.

But for some unknown reason, Owen had gained the acknowledgment of Divine Mountain and become its Mountain Lord!

What was even more shocking was the sheer power of these Divine Mountain remnants.

Hundreds of Celestial Gods had gathered here—an enormous number—their combined strength was terrifying beyond belief.

After all, in every major faction, Celestial Gods were the pillars of power.

Each one was extraordinarily valuable.

A force with over a hundred Celestial Gods was akin to a colossal empire!

And behind these hundreds of Celestial Gods—there were more than twenty Throne Celestials!

Throne Celestials!

A rank that most Celestial Gods could never attain, even in their entire lifetimes!

Each Throne Celestial’s death would shake the heavens and the earth, for they were the true overlords of this world!

But what was even more terrifying was that these Throne Celestials were not the peak of Divine Mountain’s forces!

Because standing in front of them were four beings as deep as the abyss itself—

Primordial Gods!

Four Primordial Gods!

Even after amassing the strongest warriors across all realms, the Celestial’s forces had very few Primordial Gods.

Yet here, there were four!

And more importantly—each of them wielded Divine Mountain’s ancient artifacts!

The old woman clutching a bone needle—not only had she reached the Primordial God level, but now that she had broken free from her seal, the bone needle’s power had been fully reawakened.

The dazzling radiance of the artifact distorted their very vision.

That bone needle was none other than the sharpest Primordial God weapon—

Skyrend Bone!

And beside the old woman, the elder gripping a flaying knife held the cursed blade that had once severed over a dozen Primordial Gods’ heads!

Meanwhile, the Chief’s staff was like a twisted, grotesque monster—without a doubt, it was the legendary Fountain of Flesh!

Even the beast-hide robe of a young child standing among them was woven from the scales of a great dragon!

Unimaginable strength. Terrifying artifacts.

The battle prowess of these Divine Mountain remnants was simply too monstrous.

It was impossible to fathom—if this was the power of the surviving Divine Mountain remnants, just how powerful had the Divine Mountain been at its peak?!

At this moment, all eyes were fixed upon them, filled with shock and terror.

Compared to the return of Divine Mountain, Owen’s defeat of the Celestial Demon’s Incarnation seemed far less shocking!

After that, Bright King and the others turned their gazes back to Owen.

Originally, they had assumed Owen was doomed after falling into Demon Abyss.

But they never expected that not only had Owen survived, he had gained unfathomable opportunities!

He had become the Mountain Lord of Divine Mountain, commanding a force beyond imagination!

Even the Celestial’s public forces did not have such a formidable lineup.

Immediately, Bright King and the others glared at Caesar.

After all, it was Caesar who had orchestrated the plan to send Owen plummeting into Demon Abyss!

If they had simply killed Owen outright, rather than sending him to the depths of Demon Abyss, none of this would have happened!

Caesar felt deep regret, his heart filled with despair.

He wished he could travel back in time and slaughter his past self for coming up with such a foolish plan!

Owen had transcended beyond their imagination, ascending to become the Mountain Lord of Divine Mountain and wielding power beyond reckoning.

Falling into Demon Abyss hadn’t been his end—it had been his rebirth!

Meanwhile, Archdemon and the others gazed excitedly at the Chief and his people.

Their situation had been extremely dire, teetering on the brink of annihilation.

But now—because of Owen, because of Divine Mountain—everything had changed!

They could clearly feel the rising momentum of the Azure Kingdom and the Emerald Dreamscape, sweeping away their prior despair!

At the same time, Bright King’s forces were beginning to collapse internally.

Even Serpent of the End, once the fiercest among them, had shrunk back in fear, its face dark and unreadable.

And in this moment, under the gaze of all—

Owen swept his eyes across the battlefield, finally locking onto Bright King and the divine beasts at his side.

"You think you can outnumber me?"

"Come, come! Let’s see what else you have to boast about!"

As Owen’s wildly arrogant voice rang out—

Bright King and the others instinctively stepped back, not daring to meet his gaze.

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Owen had already slain multiple Primordial Gods—his overwhelming pressure was unbearable.

And now, with the arrival of the Chief and his forces, their mental fortitude was completely shattered.

Owen’s presence had become their greatest nightmare!

"Owen!"

The few Primordial Gods and Throne Celestials who were still composed glared at Owen and roared:

"Don’t be so arrogant!"

"Do you think the Celestial’s power ends with us? You have no idea how vast the Celestial’s strength truly is!"

"The more arrogant you are now, the greater your despair will be when you finally see the Celestial’s true might!"

Bright King sneered.

Owen sneered right back.

"And who the hell are you?"

"You want to talk big? Fine. Challenge my Divine Mountain warriors first!"

As Owen spoke, the four Primordial Gods of Divine Mountain stepped forward together. Explore stories on novelbuddy

Their frightening pressure swept over Bright King like a freezing winter storm!

Though Bright King himself was a Primordial God, he could not compare to warriors who had survived countless battles in Demon Abyss!

Under their combined presence, Bright King coughed up blood, retreating with a ghastly expression!