Chapter 899: Chapter 46 Throat Chapter 899: Chapter 46 Throat Within the cone of light, is destiny itself.

It was not a net, but destiny that enveloped Great Sage Mitchell… Oh, no, it should be Celestial Lord Mitchell.

No matter how sudden the event, Celestial Lord Mitchell, who had just completed his ascension, was still able to react in time and make the first move to counter.

However, Celestial Lord Mitchell’s attempts to break free from the constriction of the cone of light, the binds of destiny, failed.

Failed completely and utterly!

“Stop trying, you can’t break free.”

Lotson spoke from the side, his tone devoid of mockery, containing only a hint of somber pity and sorrow that comes with empathy.

Upon hearing this, Celestial Lord Mitchell actually heeded Lotson’s advice, ceased his struggle, and looked at Lotson, waiting for an explanation.

Gently shaking his head, Lotson sighed and said, “Mitchell, you’ve been too rash. Your overwhelming desire to survive blinded your eyes and prevented you from seeing many things clearly, leading you to make numerous mistakes. Trying to extend your life multiple times is one, giving up on creating your own wizard sect is another, attempting to seize the position of Mysterious Sage Wizard is another still, coming to a parallel universe in a desperate move is one, and accepting the support of the Immortal God Tomorrow Court is yet another.”

After a pause, Lotson’s tone grew even heavier, “These mistakes could have been avoided if you weren’t so rash, had you been a bit calmer, you would not have fallen into your current predicament.”

“And what predicament is that now?”

The voice of Celestial Lord Mitchell suddenly grew huskier.

“The predicament of having no control over your own fate.”

Lotson replied gravely.

“No control over my own fate?”

Celestial Lord Mitchell’s brows furrowed as if, inspired by Lotson’s revelation, he had grasped something.

Moments later, Celestial Lord Mitchell rapidly recalled his mental journey of the past few years, his various decisions, and many significant events, gaining an enlightenment.

“Do you understand now?”

Noticing a slight change in Celestial Lord Mitchell’s gaze, Lotson asked in a soft voice.

“I understand now.”

Celestial Lord Mitchell nodded and then explained, “Mr. Xu Jing told me that as long as I accepted the support of the Celestial Court, I would definitely succeed in my conversion to a new practice and my ascension to Celestial Lord. He also said the Celestial Court did not require me to completely abandon the wizard civilization, to betray the Supreme Council, but only hoped that I could become a special existence that takes into account the interests of both the Celestial Court and the Supreme Council, an intermediary between the immortal god civilization and the wizard civilization.”

“That is exactly what you are now.”

Lotson’s implication seemed to carry a deeper meaning.

“Yes, that’s what I am now. From this moment on, I am a special existence that considers the interests of both the Celestial Court and the Supreme Council, the intermediary between the immortal god civilization and the wizard civilization, rather than a true Celestial Lord or Saint, nor a wizard or immortal god with a free will.”

Celestial Lord Mitchell said aloud what Lotson had left unsaid.

After speaking, Celestial Lord Mitchell looked around him, once to the left and once to the right.

To the left were the immortals of the Celestial Court, observing the situation here.

To the right were the wizards of the Supreme Council, also observing.

Looking back, Celestial Lord Mitchell turned again to Lotson, who stood not far in front of him, and continued, “The Mysterious Wizard Faction once absorbed a great deal of knowledge about light from a certain technological civilization. I remember there being a phrase, ‘Within the cone of light, is destiny.'”
With that, Celestial Lord Mitchell looked up at the cone of light that shrouded him, “Even if I hadn’t succeeded in my ascension and was still a Level Nine Great Sage Wizard, this wouldn’t be an ordinary light, an ordinary fate that could bind me. Moreover, I have actually succeeded in my conversion and ascension. What I want to know is, what kind of light is this that can bind a Celestial Lord.”

The moment Celestial Lord Mitchell finished speaking, he fixed his gaze on Lotson’s eyes, which had gradually cleared from their murkiness, and his eyes revealed an earnest plea for knowledge.

Lotson remained silent for a short while before finally responding, “Ancestor Heavenly Master told me that at the source of the long river of time of this universe, he vaguely witnessed some events occurring at the sources of the long river of time of other universes. He then discovered two beams of light entering this universe from the temporal source of another universe, passing through. One beam of light went to our universe, carrying within it the True Spirit of Link Grande. The other beam, carrying an unknown entity, vanished without a trace.”

“So, is this that beam of light?”

Celestial Lord Mitchell slightly tilted his head to ask further.

“I believe it is.”

Lotson provided his answer.

“Believe?”

Mitchell was puzzled. “Even the Saint cannot be certain? What about the Celestial Court and the Supreme Council?”

Lotson did not respond to this.

A lack of an answer is sometimes the best answer in itself.

Mitchell instantly understood what Lotson was implying.

The Celestial Court and the Supreme Council must also be uncertain whether this light was indeed that very beam.

Since they had already struck a deal and set a trap for Mitchell, they might as well kill two birds with one stone and use it as a test to see if this light was indeed the one.

Realizing this, Mitchell sighed deeply, “I thought I had the stature to move the pieces on the board, but it seems I am still within the game, still a chess piece.”

This sigh fully dispelled the remaining spirit in Mitchell’s heart.

Having successfully converted and ascended to Celestial Lord, he should have been full of vigor, ready to test his mettle against Lotson, this incarnation of a Saint Wizard, to showcase his own capabilities and power.

But now, Mitchell wanted to test and showcase nothing.