Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 4278

All materials were made of energy, and all energy formed materials.

The third-grade world, the Lower Extreme World, was made up of three thousand kinds of Godly Way energy. Water, fire, wind, grass, wood, stone, and sand were all formed from the most basic Godly Way energy.

The energy of the Evil God's inner world was in abundant supply.

Meanwhile, all the materials in the fourth-grade world, the Grand Lower World, were formed by blood power.

The fusion of blood power was actually a type of transformation. Once the Eternal Realm warrior inherited the blood power, they could just rely on their own blood supply from then on.

The Evil God had not undergone this transformation. He was not an Eternal Realm master, and thus, still tapped on to the energy of the Source World.

It had always proven sufficient for his needs, anyway. The current Source World was so vast and huge that the energy it contained had been enough for the Evil God's use so far.

However, the consumption of Extreme Form energy in the Deep Space was a different matter entirely.

He wouldn't dare waste energy coming from the Source World at will, and he lit up one hundred and forty kinds of Extreme Form energy only when showing that to the Grandmaster of Heaven and Duran.

"You see, if we can master the Extreme Form energy, we can improve our strength without limit. I'm willing to cultivate it," said Duran.

The Grandmaster of Heaven nodded. "The power at this advanced level is certainly far greater. It's on a completely different level. Teach me and I will forever be grateful!"

Having witnessed the display, Duran, too, came to acknowledge that Extreme Form energy surpassed blood power in all aspects.

"As you wish." The Evil God knew they'd make that choice.

The Grandmaster of Heaven looked at the end of the hall. There was a staircase there leading to a higher floor.

"So there's still a fourth floor here. Does it have an even higher-level power?" the Grandmaster of Heaven asked.

The Grandmaster of Heaven knew the Evil God better than Duran did.

He knew the Evil God was extremely selfish. If he was willing to teach them something, it only meant he was hiding the stronger strength in his arsenal.

He had heard the Evil God mention the Field last time. In such a short period of time, he had already thoroughly comprehended the power of the Deep Space. It was highly likely he had also mastered the higher-level power.

"The fourth floor is not open for the time being," the Evil God said curtly. He waved his hand dismissively and left the matter at that.

Both the Grandmaster of Heaven and Duran raised a brow at this, but kept quiet.

The Evil God was probably the most talented warrior they had ever met.

Just then, a voice piped up in the mind of the Evil God. It was a message from the Evil God acting as the sentry.

The Evil God tilted his head, narrowing his eyes as he listened. His lips curled into a sneer. "Something strange is going on with the primitive land."

"Zen's primitive land?" the Grandmaster of Heaven asked.

The Evil God nodded. "It appears to be flying to the right and speeding up."

"Why is it doing that?" the Grandmaster of Heaven asked with concern.

The Evil God shook his head. "I don't know yet either."

He knew that Zen had obtained the power of the Deep Space, infusing the primitive land with greater strength. It was huge progress, but he felt even that wasn't enough to match up to the downgrader.

The Evil God had warned Zen that neither of them should act rashly about it. He could just let the primitive land devour the heads and grow stronger. After all, the larger the primitive land became, the more energy it contained. So this sudden move seemed unwise of Zen.

"Are we going to follow them?" the Grandmaster of Heaven asked.

The Evil God pondered for a moment and answered in the affirmative.

The Source World alone wouldn't be enough to deal with the downgrader. The Evil God intended to bring the Source World and Zen's primitive land closer together so they could join forces.

They would just be defeated in succession if they acted alone.

Hence, two hours later, the huge Source World began to turn slowly.

The Evil God working as the sentry shook the thick black chains on his body and stretched out a hand. "Thirty degrees towards west, rotate!"

The whole Source World revolved slowly under his command.

When the Source World had turned thirty degrees, the sentry barked out, "Move forward!"