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Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 4136

Since the birth of the Source World as the primitive land, it had been quietly floating and never moved away.

Under the Evil God's control, the moving speed of the Source World became much faster than that of the Pear Hill.

Zen, Fuxi, the Snake Goddess, and the others were dumbfounded as the Source World revealed a huge mouth.

At this speed, the Pear Hill would quickly be devoured by the Source World again.

"What should we do?"

"The Pear Hill can't speed up!"

"If it continues to move at this speed, it will definitely be swallowed up!"

Everyone was anxious, their hearts racing at the events that unfolded before their eyes.

The Pear Hill was different from the divine land. The divine land was a large ship that Chiyou had planned for a long time before it set sail. He had accumulated a huge amount of divine crystals to drive the divine land.

However, the plan to separate the Pear Hill from the Source World was a spur of the moment. There was no fuel to drive the Pear Hill.

The Evil God stood in the middle of the mouth. The billowing chaotic energy blew past him, but he remained unmoved.

"You can't escape. What a waste that all your efforts will be in vain!"

he declared with eyes full of excitement.

His voice reverberated from the Source World and echoed throughout the empty chaos.

As the Source World drew closer and closer to the Pear Hill, the Evil God's body suddenly trembled as his face was struck with confusion.

After a few moments, he felt something breaking into the consciousness of the Source World.

The consciousness of the Source World had always been controllable. The Evil God entered it without any obstacle blocking his way.

After continuously fusing with the consciousness of the Source World, the Evil God built a wall in the Land of Consciousness to prevent the entrance of external beings.

Breaking into the consciousness of the Source World was difficult. The Evil God didn't think anyone else in the Source World could do it.

He built the wall just in case, but now something unexpected had really arrived!

Controlling the movement of the Source World consumed a lot of the Evil God's energy. If he wanted to resist external invasion, he could just give up chasing after the Pear Hill.

The Evil God tried to make a choice decisively.

Although it was important to take down the Pear Hill and Zen, the Source World was the foundation of his strength.

Once he was expelled from the Land of Consciousness in the Source World, he would lose everything.

After weighing the pros and cons, the Evil God gave up chasing after the Pear Hill with no hesitation. He chose to focus on fighting against the invader.

Zen and the others had already lost hope.

If the Pear Hill was taken back by the Source World, they would completely be annihilated.

Although the Monkey Spirit King was not afraid of the Evil God, the Evil God could avoid him and kill all the people in the mountain.

As everyone fell into great despair, the Source World suddenly slowed down and gradually stopped. In return, the Pear Hill instantly drifted away from the Source World.

"Why did the Source World stop?"

"Did the Evil God give up?"

"Is he going to let us go?"

Everyone on the mountain was puzzled about what just happened.

Zen, Fuxi, and the Snake Goddess all returned to the jadeite platform. They looked at the huge crack and were curious as to why it was leaving.

"With the character of the Evil God, he would never give up at such a critical moment," said Fuxi.

Zen agreed, "Unless he meets some kind of irresistible force that poses a huge threat to him."

The Snake Goddess tilted her head, concentrating harder. "The Evil God has snatched Usman's power. Usman worked for the Yellow Thearch, the Element Spirit Civilization, and even the Snake Masters. I don't think they'll just sit around and do nothing."

The others nodded as they all came to an understanding.

The Snake Goddess was most likely right.

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