Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 4263

"What happened?"

Geoffrey was growing more and more upset as he realized that he would be unable to return home.

Ziya went into the cave to look around. He bent and broke off a stone at the edge of the crack.

Then he drilled out of the cave, and handed the stone to Geoffrey. "Here. Use your spiritual sense to check if there is anything special about this stone."

Geoffrey probed the stone with his spiritual sense. After several moments, he shook his head. Without saying anything, he sent his spiritual sense into the cave, exploring the stones, cracks, plants, and even bugs hiding underground in the cave.

"I don't believe that the large chaos can run away!"

He leapt upwards, rising into the sky.

He focused, closing his eyes, and allowed his spiritual sense to spread out as far as it could go.

Like an invisible cloud, Geoffrey's spiritual sense cloaked the surrounding woods, rocks, and bodies of water.

It flowed out for a mile, then ten miles, then a hundred miles.

Everything within that boundary, regardless of size, was captured by Geoffrey's spiritual sense.

A few minutes passed. Eventually, Geoffrey opened his eyes and slowly descended. Unable to conceal his worry, he said, "I have explored everything within a hundred miles, including seven secondary worlds. One of them is the world of poisonous mist that we once entered..."

"Let's check them one by one," said Ziya.

Geoffrey nodded. Together, he and Ziya began traveling through the woods. This place was located at the edge of the main world. The seven secondary worlds had been built as experiments, and widely distributed.

The first secondary world they entered was completely dark. After roaming around for a while in pitch blackness, the two of them retreated.

The next secondary world was obscured by heavy mists.

Likewise, there seemed to be nothing of note in the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth secondary worlds.

Several hours had passed. They were down to the final secondary world.

Geoffrey and Ziya were silent. They crossed a long, narrow mountain range and found another cave. They glanced at each other, aware that this was the last world to explore, then entered the mouth of the cave.

As soon as they stepped into the cave, they felt a gust of freezing wind blow over their bodies. This world was a land of ice and snow.

Geoffrey sighed. "This is not the chaos. Let's leave," he said.

However, just as they took a last look around the cave, preparing to leave, there was a sudden cracking sound from behind them. They turned swiftly. The sound had come from the flash freezing of ice water—the mouth of the cave was covered entirely with a thick layer of ice. The entrance was blocked. The two of them stared at the barrier and saw that there were faint dark shadows embedded in the depths of the ice.

"Is this a trap?" Ziya asked quietly, looking around him with renewed alertness.

He held the God Lashing Whip firmly in his hand.

He lifted his arm and sent countless golden whip shadows towards the ice.

As the golden whips slashed into the ice blocking the cave entrance, shards of crystal clear ice scattered in all directions.

In general, Ziya was quite confident in his own strength. After all, he was one of the top masters in the third-grade world. How could a mere layer of ice stand in his way?

However, this was no ordinary ice. It condensed with a swiftness that defied the imagination. Indeed, as he lashed at the ice, it seemed to be growing thicker and thicker.

Outside the wall of ice, two giants stood at the entrance of the cave. The two enormous creatures, like Pompeo, belonged to the Colossus race.

However, there was at least one major difference. Unlike Pompeo, these two giants had purple crystals inserted along the length of their backs. The purple crystals lined their spines from the waist to the nape of the neck.

The giants were busy emptying their pockets. They were taking out dark blue ice runes, slapping them one after another on the surface of the ice. Every time they placed down an ice rune, a wave of energy emanated from it, and the wall of ice grew thicker.

One of the giants snorted with laughter, as he looked at the shadowy form of Ziya and his golden whip through the ice. "The two mice scurried in and now they are trapped and want to come out. Our master was right," he said, smirking.

"Their strength is not too bad. What's more, they can freely move in the fourth-grade world. Fortunately, our master has loyal servants like us. We won't lose to them," the other giant said, slapping down more ice runes.

Ziya, who was in the secondary world, didn't know what was going on in the outside world. Golden thorns began to protrude on the surface of his God Lashing Whip.