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Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 4066

There were six great caves lying five thousand feet

below the ground of the Jade Pure Realm's northwest side.

Each cave was about three thousand feet in diameter.

Each cave's outer layer was covered with meat in the state of constant shrinking, which made the entire cave look like a beating heart.

While the cave was merely three thousand feet high, the inner space was far larger than this.

Each and every cave had its own world.

In the lowest cave stood the Mysterious Yellow Tower.

At the very bottom of the tower was a man holding a bronze mirror in the shape of Eight Diagrams.

He was clad in a cyan robe and looked rather wise and remarkable. His aura was impressive.

"What a sharp insight!

The channel has been broken!

This person's control over the Source World has risen to a new level..."

Grabbing the bronze mirror, he flew up to the top of the tower.

Carved on the surface at the top were densely packed scriptures, all of which were written in Sanskrit.

"Cutting and sharpening..."

the immortal-like old man muttered on top of the tower.

Each time he chanted, a circle of golden light spread out from his body.

The golden light swept right past the scriptures, making them rotate chaotically. An extremely solemn aura was emitted, making the old man's aura grow noble and grand.

Anyone who faced the suppression of the golden light couldn't help but fall to their knees.

But once the young man was swept by the light, he merely frowned and shouted, "Old man, the channel you've built so painstakingly has been destroyed! You deceived me again. Didn't you tell me that the channel wouldn't ever be discovered?"

Then, he threw the bronze mirror right in front of the other man.

The latter merely continued muttering.

And the golden light continued circling the Sanskrit words.

Before such a solemn scene, the young man's behavior seemed rather inappropriate.

A few minutes later, the old man's eyes shot open.

Buzz...

The golden light completely dissipated, and the Sanskrit words stopped circling as well, returning to their original form.

Hearing that the channel had been destroyed, the old man showed no sign of discontent on his face. Instead, he smiled and said, "As I expected, the young man wouldn't die under the Maximized Energy. You know, this Maximized Energy is..."

As he spoke, the young man seemed to find it unbearable and interrupted, "The Maximized Energy is produced by using a Godly Way to maximize the Ways-blending Energy. This kind of energy is absolutely uncontrollable. Save for those who don't know, no one would be foolish enough to use the Maximized Energy. But it is the most suitable to use for killing the Evil God!"

The old man had repeated these words over a hundred times recently.

Having heard it so many times, the young man could recite each word very clearly.

The old man merely smiled helplessly—he didn't blame the younger man at all. "It's good that he's not dead. Everything goes according to plan, then. He might now find a way to break the barrier..."

He was referring to the barrier between the Other Shore and the chaos.

From the moment chaos was built up until this point, no one had ever managed to break that barrier.

Both the Grandmaster of Heaven and Claire chose to come to the Source World by descending.

In terms of form and strength, they'd be highly restricted.

"Can that guy really do it?" the young man questioned skeptically.

After all, the Other Shore was by no means a small nor simple world. It had a particularly special means of connection with the chaos.

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