Beast Taming: My Intelligence System Chapter 881 - 551: Sea God, You Pesky Bug, Get Back Here!

"I desperately crave escape, grant me my freedom!"

A pitiful cry resounded across the island, akin to a wronged spirit's lament, sending nearby fish into chaotic flight.

Waves softly crashed upon the shore before swiftly withdrawing.

"Dispatch a person—no, summon a deity!"

"I must escape, I must break free!"

"I, a majestic god, am confined here by my own might, ensnared by my very divine force. It's utterly unbearable, truly agonizing."

Bound eternally upon this forsaken isle stood the Divine Right Hand.

In the beginning, crafting the Sea God World had inflicted grievous wounds upon him.

For ages, he restrained his cultivation with divine power, scarcely healing, yet amid a clash with rival gods, he succumbed to treachery and ingested God-Burning Powder.

Upon consuming this cursed elixir, one's flesh would rot away, slowly mummifying as though scorched by infernal fire.

Thus, the Divine Right Hand dispersed his form triumphantly, sealing shut this oceanic realm.

All his awareness he confined within the right hand; after purging the God-Burning Powder at last, horror struck as he realized escape was impossible.

What utter misfortune.

At full strength, his divine power could shatter the bonds with mere finger flick.

From the start, immense divine energy had enveloped the whole Sea God World in a seal.

That divine force brimmed endlessly; none could say if it would fade even after eons untold.

Once his power ebbed, the very seal turned into an iron prison, locking him inescapably in place.

Now, the Divine Right Hand yearned for oblivion.

"Anyone out there? Hello?"

"Anyone at all?"

"Just one soul appearing would let me break loose."

The mechanism to release the seal lay beyond, while the Divine Right Hand remained caged inside, powerless to depart.

A flawless vicious cycle!

"Not that wretched monkey—he tricked me once before."

Escape was imperative for the Divine Right Hand, lest prolonged absence from divine oversight sparked rebellion among his crafted followers.

Currently, the Sea God rested his faith on the plane merchant; should the trader enter this domain, the Sea God would employ his lingering divine might to draw him over. Such was the divine scheme.

Rescuing one soul outweighs building countless temples, and liberating a god promises boundless boons.

The Divine Right Hand stood ready to exhaust every drop of his essence, yet for liberty's sake, no sacrifice proved too great.

Eternal captivity or the Sea God World's total ruin—he refused both fates.

"Whew, soon as anyone arrives, we'll flee this prison."

"Tens of thousands of years in chains—freedom nears at last."

"Phew, parched beyond measure. How I long for my Wine Island."

"Not a drop touched my lips in ages; who can tell how the Exotic Beasts of Wine Island have mutated?"

"Anyone nearby? Save me, please—I'll serve as your slave for ten millennia!"

"Sigh, had I heeded the Divine Association's pleas back then, I'd not suffer this fate."

"If only foresight had graced me—ah, why such relentless mishaps?"

"A god's existence brims with shocks and endless blunders."

"Help! I'm breaking!"

The Divine Right Hand sprawled upon the earth, overwhelmed by isolation.

Right then, flapping wings pierced the air.

"Eh? Insects in my Sea World? Impossible!"

"Strange invaders?"

"Time to inspect."

Peering past the barrier, the Divine Right Hand eyed the Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly with intrigue.

Then, the Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly had assumed the Heavy Water Butterfly Emperor's guise.

Abruptly, it licked its swollen abdomen, emitting deep gurgles.

Oops—overindulgence earlier bloated its gut painfully.

Time to seek a spot for evacuation.

Ah, this flat rock seems ideal.

No sooner had the Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly perched than the stone under its rear unleashed a shrill howl.

"Off with you, foul butterfly—don't defecate here, scram!"

The Divine Right Hand longed to slay the Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly outright, yet helplessly remained immobile.

"Begone, spare my sacred form filth—away!"

"Even unto death, my sanctity endures!"

Arrogant soared the Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly, its Tier Eight prowess letting it strut unchallenged through the Sea God World.

The Sea God's pleas fell utterly on deaf wings.

Relief washed over it post-relief, body renewed and light.

In that instant, the Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly spied the isle's flawless rectangular shape.

Could this be it?

Dare I hope?

Ye Bai's sought-after island—this was it!

Thrilled, the Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly realized a massive merit awaited.

Yet, the grime staining it stood out glaringly.

It glanced around.

Excellent, nobody witnessed it.

Humming a tune, it drew in vast quantities of seawater to rinse off the proof, obliterating every trace.

"Get lost, scram, I’m tainted now; I just witnessed something repulsive."

"Get lost, scram!"

Desperately, the Divine Right Hand bellowed.

Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly peered downward!

Was this racket-making creature the one chattering before?

Such a bothersome pest.

In bygone days, Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly would have crushed the islet to rubble using gravity alone.

However, now it refrained.

Fearing this was the very island Ye Bai hunted for.

Should Ye Bai discover it had demolished the island, a relentless flurry of tiny whips from Sunflower Fairy would surely follow.

Thus, Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly dispatched a Star Wave Butterfly clone, which zipped back and forth to this location repeatedly.

Its aim was to notify Ye Bai of finding that islet.

Right then, the Divine Right Hand grasped the situation and cried out in desperation once more.

That bug plainly possessed keen wits; why refuse to let it shatter the seal?

The bug’s tongue wielded dexterity akin to human fingers.

"Come back, return here, you hateful little insect."

"Tell me, are you from the outside!"

"I will repay you!"

Following ten thousand years of self-imposed isolation, the Divine Right Hand had shed his former rigidity; escaping this place stood as his lone obsession.

Deprived of liberty, he comprehended it was life's ultimate pursuit.

"You filthy bug, come back, come back."

The Divine Right Hand bellowed until hoarse, yet in vain, enduring a full day and night sans any sign of Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly.

Utter despair engulfed him.

At that instant, Ye Bai furiously smacked Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly's head with a pan.

"You said you found that square island—where is it now?"

"You've dragged me in circles for a day and night."

"Tell me, where is the person?"

Ye Bai's reprimand made Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly droop its head.

Suddenly, its gaze dropped.

This location felt familiar.

It was exactly here.

Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly swatted its rear—no, its wings—and bolted off like an arrow.

"Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly, come back here, come back!"

"Why are you fleeing!"

Fuming with rage, Ye Bai flung the pan straight out.

The pan struck Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly, eliciting a yelp as it plummeted from the heavens.

With a resounding crash, it slammed onto the perfectly square island.

The sight of Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly’s puffed-up face and the twisted pan nearby at last provoked laughter from the Divine Right Hand.

"Hahaha, that dumb look on its face is priceless, utterly hilarious."

"You had it coming, absolutely deserved!"

"Let’s see you strut over my grave—no, my seal—again."