The Bird Masters, the Monkey Masters, and the human spirits all stared at the humanoid figure in
astonishment.
His words, combined with the oppressive aura emanating from him, shocked them greatly.
What were the so-called Cinnabar race and the Fostering race?
Were they truly a hundred times stronger than the Four Spirits Sect?
And what was the Sacred Spirit race?
Could they really be ten thousand times stronger than the Four Spirits Sect?
There were existences even more powerful than the Sacred Spirit race?
What worlds was this humanoid creature talking about?
All these questions buzzed in their minds as they tried to wrap their heads around everything the
humanoid creature talked about. Among everyone present, Corbett seemed to be the calmest.
Eyeing the humanoid creature warily, he asked, "The Stellar World... Are you talking about the Deep
Space?"
The Four Spirits Sect had referred to the world above the main world as the Deep Space. However,
Kincaid once mentioned that the Deep Space had a specific name—the "Stellar World", he called it.
Only very few people knew of this name.
"What do you think?" the humanoid creature retorted indifferently.
"The World of No Limits... And the Boundless Divine World... Their grades are higher than the Deep
Space's?" Corbett queried further.
"I have already downgraded those worlds," the humanoid creature declared proudly.
Zen stared at the humanoid creature incredulously. "Why did you do that? What does the downgrading
mean to you?"
The humanoid creature laughed sinisterly. "You don't need to know that. The only thing you need to do
is give me the sword. Once I downgrade this world to the third grade, I'll let you live... Maybe I'll even
let the human race rule the Lower Extreme World."
This Lower Extreme World he referred to was actually the chaos.
Zen's eyes lit up with interest at the humanoid creature's offer.
"What do you think?" the humanoid creature asked, noticing Zen's sparked interest.
It actually sounded like a good idea.
After all, Zen's original goal was to revive the human race.
To his surprise, Zen smiled. "After we rule the Lower Extreme World, you continue to downgrade it to
the second grade," Zen said slowly. "Then, I'd become your puppet, like the Snake Spirit King, right?"
"If you refuse, I'll just kill you, along with your race," the humanoid creature said with a nonchalant
shrug.
The Bird Masters, the human spirits, the Primeval Lord of Heaven, the Snake Goddess, and the others
who were listening to their exchange all felt their chests tighten.
Even the usually valiant Monkey Masters had fallen silent, caution written all over their faces.
The situation was definitely grim. This humanoid creature was so powerful that it was simply impossible
to put up a fight.
It seemed that Zen's only choice was to accept his offer.
However, to everyone's surprise, Zen just smiled calmly. "What makes you think you're strong enough
to kill me?"
His words shocked everyone numb.
Although he was extremely powerful now and had killed the Snake Spirit King twice, it would be no
easy feat to kill this black humanoid figure.
What made Zen so confident?
"If you were really that powerful, why did you leave this sword in the altar for so long? Why did you
have to use the Snake Spirit King as a puppet?"
By now, Zen's calm smile had turned into a smirk. "I doubt you are strong enough to downgrade this
world. The truth of the matter is that the Stellar World wasn't completely downgraded. Now, the remains
of the starry sky are still floating above the main world. You were also unable to downgrade the main
world, even though you wanted to. Therefore, you needed to have the Four Spirits Sect send the world
builders to downgrade the worlds little by little. That was why secondary worlds were built one after
another, including the chaos.
The Lower Extreme World is not your ultimate goal. If I give you the sword, you will continue to
downgrade it.
What do you take me for? I'm not that stupid!"
As Zen spoke, he gradually raised his sword, and the energy in the cracks on the blade slowly began to
surge.
His face bore an unprecedented firmness.
Although the ancestry-level bloodline had forgotten a lot of important memories, Zen had gradually
figured out that this humanoid creature in front of him was the root cause of all the trouble.
Theoretically, if the worlds hadn't been downgraded so many times, there wouldn't be the Four Spirits
Sect, the chaos, the human race, or Zen, for that matter. However, this didn't mean that the humanoid
creature was right.
"You!" The humanoid creature's voice finally revealed a trace of anger, and his eyes flashed ominously.
"You're courting death!"
His black body began to tremble slightly, and black materials splattered out like ebony ink on white
paper. A terrifying energy emanated from his body, and with a low growl, he waved a black hand
fiercely towards Zen's head.
While the black hand didn't actually hit Zen, he suddenly cried out in pain. He plummeted rapidly
towards the ground, like a falling meteor.
Boom!
As soon as Zen hit the ground, the humanoid creature stretched out his palm towards the ground.
Splash!
A black cloud that only he and Zen could see suddenly enveloped Zen.
This was the free space that belonged to the Probability Extreme Form.
The Probability Extreme Form and the Flame Extreme Form given to Zen had not yet been removed.
As he was enshrouded in the black cloud, he quickly divided himself into a thousand figures. The
figures all jumped up at the same time, each brandishing their irregular heavy sword. Green flames
erupted from the tips of the blades, whirling like tornadoes of fire.
Clatter! Clatter! Clatter!
The spiraling flames looked like a huge monster, constantly devouring the black cloud that tried to
envelop Zen.
In a flash, the black cloud had been completely devoured. Then, Zen brandished his irregular heavy
sword and thrust it at the humanoid creature.
Crack!
With a sickening sound, the irregular heavy sword pierced clean through the humanoid creature's body,
and the green flames quickly swept over his body, lapping at him crazily.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The humanoid creature struggled amidst the flames that were devouring him, but no matter how hard
he tried, he was unable to extinguish the flames on his body. A few moments later, he was completely
burnt by the flames.
"Is he dead?"
Zen's eyebrows shot up cautiously.
Although he firmly believed that the humanoid creature wasn't as powerful as he claimed to be, he
shouldn't have been so weak. Zen felt a little uneasy, suspecting something was wrong.
Zen's heart pumped agitatedly.
Just as Zen was carefully studying his surroundings, he felt a sense of oppression coming from behind
him.
Without any hesitation, he swung his irregular heavy sword towards his back and once again struck the
humanoid creature.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Under the burning of the green flames, the humanoid creature was burnt to ashes again.
"Is this an avatar?
Where is his real body?"
Zen frowned deeply. After killing the second avatar, he was even more agitated, his heart filled with
unease.
While his mind raced, more and more avatars appeared in front of him, till he was surrounded.
While these avatars were not strong enough to withstand the flames, as they multiplied, Zen realized
this fight would never end.
One avatar, two avatars, ten avatars, a hundred avatars...
Zen slashed at these avatars one after another.
Every time he killed an avatar, he became more irritated. He grew more and more paranoid with each
avatar he struck, as though he couldn't stop until he killed all these avatars.
In this crazed state, he didn't even notice that the surrounding environment was getting more and more
hazy...
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