Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 4169

It was truly horrifying to see a massive army of heads follow behind the Pear Hill.

Everyone in the Pear Hill, ranging from mountain leaders, sect leaders, Eternal Realm warriors, to ordinary citizens, all felt chills run down their spines.

If there was even a slight mistake, the Pear Hill would meet its end right now.

"I didn't expect that the chaos would be so dangerous. Was it a wrong choice for the Pear Hill to have left the Source World?"

"The chaos should be filled with chaotic energy. Where has the chaotic energy gone, and why are there so many horrible heads?"

"Who knows? Maybe the Snake Goddess can answer your question... "

The people on the roof of the gate tower and on the hillside couldn't do anything but look up and pray.

Swoosh...

Until now, the Snake Goddess still did not stop luring the heads.

Her shadow, which had condensed behind her, increasingly got smaller and dimmer. It had all turned into thin energy beams and floated farther away, to help Zen lure more heads.

The entire Pear Hill was like a fishing boat that sailed in the deep sea, while the shadow of Snake Goddess was akin to a large fishing net that caught the heads one after another.

"If it goes on like this, the number of heads would probably exceed a hundred million," the Snake Goddess said as she stared at Zen. "Zen, are you sure about your plan?" she asked.

"I'm not sure.." Zen confessed.

"……"

Fuxi, the Snake Goddess, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and the others were speechless.

A few hours later, Zen used the mother butterfly once again to locate the primitive land. It turned out that it was already quite close.

"Is that the primitive land?" the Snake Goddess suddenly asked.

Somewhere in front of Pear Hill was a small, brown oblate ball. Because everyone was still a bit far from it, the ball looked like it was as tiny as a pea to their eyes.

"Yes." Zen nodded.

Although his avatar in his inner world had been to the outside of the primitive land, he had not seen its entirety. It was also his first time to see what it was truly like.

Blue stripes covered the brown oblate ball's surface, and there was a crack on its side. From afar, the primitive land was like an oval clamshell.

"Should I control the Pear Hill to go there directly?" Judson asked.

Zen's eyes narrowed into slits, and he thought for a moment. Then, he nodded and said, "Yes, but don't bump into the primitive land. Control the Pear Hill to fly around it!"

"Got it," Judson answered.

The large circular structure behind the Pear Hill was like its helm. This circular structure controlled the direction it went. Since Judson was the one who had constructed it, he was like the captain who steered the Pear Hill.

Boom! Boom!

The large circular structure slightly tilted upwards, and the energy it released also changed its direction. In turn, the Pear Hill's angle changed, and it began to rush towards the bottom of the primitive land.

Five minutes later, the Pear Hill passed by the primitive land from below.

Even though the primitive land was only one percent of the size of the Pear Hill, it was still a massive piece of land.

When the two intersected, everyone felt as if a large city had skimmed over the top of the Pear Hill, then the primitive land plunged into the army of heads that followed behind the Pear Hill.

"It's your show time," Zen said as his voice traveled over the primitive land.

The ancestry-level bloodline had waited for a long time. The primitive land hit the large group of heads, and at the same time, the crack on its edge had opened.

Hundreds of heads passively went into the primitive land.