Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Chapter 4288 The Collision Of Worlds

Being smashed, the Source World released a massive amount of fragments.

The largest of the fragments were several trillions of miles long and wide, while the smaller ones were thousands of miles long. They formed a spreading band of debris that floated up and down.

After the needle smashed the Source World, it rebounded in the opposite direction, then swung back. Eventually, the vacillations slowed, and the needle stopped moving, returning to its original form.

Fuxi, the Snake Goddess, Yasamin, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and the other natives of the Source World looked at their broken world with silent sorrow.

They had been born and raised in the Source World. It was their home. Its utter destruction was a heavy cross to bear, and they felt heartbroken at the loss.

At the moment, however, they had little time to nurse their grief.

Once the needle had returned to its original straight form, it began extending further and further. It was aimed now at the primitive land.

The Burial Land also sped up, keeping parallel with the primitive land.

As everyone watched, a few minutes later, the point of the needle came very close to the primitive land.

Just as it was about to pierce the land, a new set of In and Out Holes had been formed.

Because the primitive land had already left that chaotic space, Zen could easily release a new set of In and Out Holes.

The black hole sucked in the needle, and the white hole spat it out.

The needle was now heading towards the Burial Land, which was flying parallel to the primitive land.

As the needle drew closer, another set of In and Out Holes appeared. Immediately the needle vanished into the black hole and was sent back over the primitive land.

This was the same situation as before—except this time, the Source World was gone, and the fierce battle between the three worlds had turned into a desperate contest between the remaining two.

The key point was that both sides were moving. This was important, because it prevented the space around them from collapsing due to the number of holes being created.

Ideally, with an infinite energy source, an infinite number of holes could be summoned, letting the needle bounce from one point to another for countless repetitions.

Strange sounds were released as the enormous needle moved in space.

It almost sounded like the splashing of waves and the howling of wind, at the same time.

As the huge needle zigzagged back and forth, it released the noise of a massive tide surging unhampered through space.

A corner of the Burial Land had been broken, so the sound was clearly transmitted to everyone inside.

In the face of the deadlock, the downgrader was patient. He mechanically released the holes to counterattack.

His companion was less sanguine. The Snake Spirit King couldn't help but ask, "How long will you be able to keep doing this? Will you just go on indefinitely?"

"Of course not," the downgrader replied calmly.

"Then what are you going to do?" said the Snake Spirit King anxiously.

The downgrader's tone remained cool and steady. "I need you to fight," he said.

"Me? How?" said the Snake Spirit King, sounding startled and confused.

If the two worlds collided, there was no question about his fighting abilities. The Snake Spirit King would not hesitate to lead the charge and rush into battle.

But as things stood right now, there was no other role for him to play but that of a passive onlooker.

"Take this," said the downgrader.

He pointed directly at the Snake Spirit King with his finger. A bright white ring had enveloped the king's head—the embryo of the white hole.

The Snake Spirit King looked down at the white ring, his eyes widening. "What should I do?"

"Send it over," the downgrader replied.

"What do you mean? I have to send the hole over?" said the Snake Spirit King, looking stunned.

"Of course," the downgrader said coldly. His manner left absolutely no room for negotiation. The Snake Spirit King was not fully convinced by this plan, but he had no choice except to agree.

Within minutes, the Snake Spirit King's body became blurry. It was fusing into the environment. After the Snake Spirit King was completely concealed, the downgrader sent him into the chaos.

As the needle approached the Burial Land, the Snake Spirit King leapt up. Moving with quiet precision, he landed on the silver needle and attached himself to it.

The Snake Spirit King was relatively large compared to many other creatures, but compared to the gigantic needle he was tiny. Moreover, since the downgrader had helped him to hide himself, it was virtually impossible to see him with the naked eye.

With another strange, buzzing and sloshing sound, the needle once again changed its direction.

A new set of In and Out Holes had appeared, and the needle was now extending towards the primitive land.

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In that instant, the shadow of a snake detached itself from the needle.

As the Snake Spirit King jumped, he released the white ring on his head. In a split second the white ring had expanded into a massive white hole. As Zen watched with astonishment, a corner of the Burial Land slid out from the white hole, crashing into the primitive land.

The Snake Spirit King, positioned in the center of the white hole, was carried into the primitive land.

With a heavy boom, the two worlds collided.

The primitive land started to shake. So did the Pear Hill and the jadeite platform.

Zen, Kincaid, the Snake Goddess, and the others had not expected this turn of events.

Before their very eyes, the blood red sky had been torn apart, revealing a sharp corner of the Burial Land drilling in. Meanwhile, they saw the shadow of an enormous snake rolling in the air. It was none other than the Snake Spirit King.

The Snake Spirit King was slightly dazed, for he had also felt the brunt of the impact. Nevertheless, he was triumphant to find himself in the primitive land.

"I have come in!" he cried.

The downgrader did not respond. Azure space doors appeared on the corner of the Burial Land, and a group of black Troubled Creatures rushed out. There were so many of them that it was impossible to

count. They surged out of the doors and swarmed in the sky like locusts. From a distance, they looked like an ominous, thick black mist.

There was a buzz as a figure suddenly appeared in front of the Snake Spirit King.

It was an incarnation of Zen.

"We meet again," roared Snake Spirit King. "Today I will have my revenge!"

However, even as he spoke, a powerful force locked onto his huge body. At the same time, Zen said coolly, "This is my territory. Here, you can't be considered my opponent."

Zen stretched out his fingers and made a gentle pinching motion. Instantly, the Light of Annihilation covered the Snake Spirit King's body, while the force that locked him in place increased tenfold.

The Snake Spirit King, as a Treacherous Being, was abnormally strong. But he was not even able to offer the slightest resistance to Zen's attack. Inch by inch, he was crushed by the unyielding force, until he had dissipated completely.

In the past, the Snake Spirit King had the advantage in the Jade Pure Realm due to his reliance on the Limited Omnipotent Stone. It was different now. Zen was omniscient and omnipotent, and the Snake Spirit King no longer had even a small chance of defeating him.

However, the Troubled Creatures continued to howl and hiss as they poured out of the space doors.

The noise they made was overwhelming.

Zen watched them without any discernible change of expression.

By now, there were at least hundreds of thousands of Troubled Creatures swarming in the red sky.

The ones in the front had already noticed and targeted Zen. They let out their strange howling cries as they rushed towards him.

"You? You are too weak!"

Zen tilted his head slightly, and waved a hand in their direction.

He released a powerful surge of energy that transformed into invisible blades, which shot with deadly precision towards the Troubled Creatures.

In a second, the invisible blades sank into the flesh of the Troubled Creatures.

They did not even understand what was happening. One moment, the wind was blowing in their ears, and in the next, they had been chopped and sliced into pieces.

Black blood rained down as broken and dismembered limbs sailed through the air.

All the Troubled Creatures died instantly.

However, those space doors were still open, and more Troubled Creatures emerged. The attack showed no signs of slowing down.

Zen flicked his hand a few more times, until the air was thick with the stench of blood and death. However, as he slaughtered these Troubled Creatures without any difficulty, he felt doubt and suspicion forming in his mind.

These creatures were cannon fodder. It was meaningless to send them in for the purpose of defeating Zen. Why was the downgrader doing this? What was he planning?