Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

The illusory space created by Othniel looked as though it was made up of countless huge spaces.

It seemed like the illusory space extended infinitely. If one looked from afar, even Othniel's massive body looked minuscule compared to the vastness of the space.

"That guy is brave. He went straight in, no hesitation." Othniel's voice echoed throughout the illusory space.

"If I didn't come on my own volition, you'd have dragged me in," the Evil God said calmly.

"It's good that you know that," Othniel smiled, shooting the Evil God an amused glance. "I'm sure you can tell what the outcome of this battle will be. Why not surrender now?"

"The outcome of this battle?" the Evil God echoed, eyebrows shooting up angrily. His tone suddenly grew serious. "The only outcome I can see is of you being torn to pieces."

"Hahaha..."

Yellow Thearch, Divine Farmer, and Othniel all burst into laughter, as though they'd just heard the funniest joke in the world.

Othniel continued, "This is an illusory space. There's no way you'll come close to even hurting me here. I appreciate your courage, though. Beg for mercy now, and I'll grant you a swift death!"

"Illusory space?"

The Evil God raised his hand and closed his eyes to feel the space around him.

He sensed that the rules which kept the space running were completely independent.

"It's true that you have created this independent illusory space, but this space is still within the Source World..." the Evil God suddenly said, opening his eyes to shoot Othniel a mischievous glance.

"What do you mean?" asked Othniel, visibly confused.

"Can you bear the external pressure?" the Evil God asked and smiled menacingly.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the whole Source World shook.

Then, it shrank slightly...

While the Source World only shrank by a minuscule fraction, under the Evil God's control, it seemed to affect the illusory space on a large scale.

In other words, the illusory space was compressed by the Source World!

"Crackle..."

As the external pressure hounded on the illusory space, the seemingly infinite background that once looked like a giant net suddenly began to crack.

"Othniel, what's happening?" Yellow Thearch asked as he worriedly eyed the cracks forming all over the space.

In terms of the use of the space theurgy, no one in the entire chaos could surpass Othniel. Now that the illusory space had actually been broken, Yellow Thearch and Divine Farmer were quite confused.

you do!? Why is there such a strong pressure?" Othniel

God's eyes flashed crazily and he grinned like a madman.

to be enjoying

quite pleasurable, seeing these arrogant warriors' confused expressions.

"Sizzle, sizzle, Sizzle..."

pace. It was only

laughed as he thought of an apt metaphor. 'It's like a fragile egg that's constantly being

and suddenly appeared above the Blood Sea Province. However,

"Evil God!"

"Darling!"

observe what was happening within

as he struggled to keep the illusory

expression darkened. Gently patting the side of his waist, he summoned a fierce-looking sword. Simultaneously, the bloodline power within him

Phew!

bloodline surged excitedly, a holy

lay in the power of the holy

how to use his bloodline all by himself, so he had always been under the impression that he had reached the

contact with the Blood-controlling Method did he realize that he had been so naive. His use

you what the real holy

"Emperor Holy Ways!"

"Buzz!"

huge holy ways appeared and enveloped Yellow Thearch. The aura contained

statue of an emperor, and each statue was different. As the ways intersected with each

found the Grandmaster of Heaven after he entered the Other shore, so he had hurriedly retreated to the Source World, only to stumble upon this heated battle. "I can't

that he could face Yellow Thearch in a fight, and that it'd likely end in a

Thearch before him, he was sure he

had practiced some Blood-controlling Method, but I never imagined

Holy Ways shooting towards him, his expression remained

his hand, he vanished

later, he appeared at the edge

think you can escape?" Othniel's voice boomed.

space where the Evil God stood moments earlier.

Evil God was drawn back, right on

Phew!

Holy Ways, which were mixed with numerous

a heavy rain of sword

God smiled, his eyes glistening with the reflection of the Emperor Holy Ways closing in on him. "That's your plan? To fix me in a place and then kill me?"

expression grew serious. Suddenly, the Ways-blending Energy began to pour out from his body, turning into colorful little

a little snake, a terrifying energy

strike down the Evil God's head, hundreds of energy vortexes appeared

"Break!"

Evil God clapped