Login via

Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 4234

The Snake Goddess, Fuxi, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and the others, were all thrown into a state of confusion.

The opportunity to defeat the downgrader was in the Ruin Graveyard?

Although the Ruin Graveyard was created by the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord's painstaking efforts, after the chaos began to downgrade, it was unable to even survive itself. Did it have what it took to defeat the downgrader once and for all?

What were the odds of it coming true?

Just as they remained in their spots and made efforts to sort their thoughts out, a bright light suddenly erupted before their eyes from the Ruin Graveyard.

Whoosh!

The bright light ascended upwards and pierced through the sky.

"What was that?"

"Damn, what incredible energy!"

"Who could possibly possess such astounding theurgy in the Ruin Graveyard?"

Fuxi, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and the three Chaos Ancient Gods kept their gazes fixated at the source of the energy as their eyes glowed from the reflection of the blinding light.

Although the Pear Hill was adjacent to the Ruin Graveyard, there was still a significant amount of distance that separated the two huge lands from each other. Even so, the energy fluctuating from the light was so overpowering that it could be felt through distances far and wide!

The power that this beam of light harnessed far surpassed that of the Chaos Ancient Gods and the Eternal Realm warriors.

Whoosh...

If the beam of light wasn't contained in time, it could pierce through the sky shrouded in crimson red and reach the ends of the primitive land.

However, just as this unstoppable beam of light extended towards the bloody red sky, many obstructions containing energy in the form of green beehives appeared to stop it in its tracks. Although the beam of light was considerably stronger than the beehives, the moment they collided with each other, a clear deafening sound reverberated through the sky and sent vibrations far and wide. The two seemed to have canceled each other out and later withered away till they vanished out of sight.

"Is this your doing? Is this the opportunity you were talking about?" the Snake Goddess asked while still gazing at the sky.

Zen, too, wore a puzzled expression on his face as he looked into the distance. Fortunately, he had omniscient abilities in the primitive land. As he focused for a brief moment, he learned what had happened, and a smile of relief appeared on his face as his tense expression eased up. "It wasn't us who did it, but there's no doubt in my mind that the opportunity is there. Everyone! Follow me!"

With a wave of his hand, Zen wrapped everyone in a layer of space created by him. The next moment, they had teleported inside the Ruin Graveyard.

On a cliff in the Ruin Graveyard, Rocher stood rooted to his spot with the Lone Sword in his grip, his eyes wide open in shock.

Ever since Geoffrey pulled out the black stone on the holy pillar that was connected to the sword at the other end, the Lone Sword had lost its old essence as it stopped being responsive and turned into a lifeless scrap of metal. However, Rocher didn't seem to worry about it too much. Geoffrey had told him that he would continue to seek out a stronger power that could strengthen the Lone Sword.

But today, Rocher felt something strange happen to the Lone Sword.

Unusual, intricate patterns painted in a silver yellow color suddenly began to appear on the surface of the sword. These patterns began to carve themselves into the sword from the bottom and slowly made their way to the top, almost covering the entire sword, giving it a new appearance. Just as he was consumed with confusion concerning the strange behavior of the sword, he felt a vivid surge of energy gushing out from the sword.

This power was on a whole other level from what it previously withheld. Before, the overall power of the sword was dangerously violent, which made it hard for Rocher to contain it with his current strength. It was not compatible with his temperament.

However, right now, the energy flowing within the Lone Sword was as endless as a vast ocean. Slowly, it filled his chest like flowing water.

Swish!

He couldn't help but give the sword a wave in a panicked state. The sheer intensity of the strike left him speechless and shocked.

This boundless raw power...

was something he never expected to wield in his hands.

Geoffrey really pulled it off!

Comments

The readers' comments on the novel: Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave