Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Geoffrey almost had never experienced any sort of hardship before. How could he tolerate such an intense pain now?

At this moment, the pain had shut out his ability to think. He only hoped that he could pass out and escape the situation he was in somehow. However, the soul power continued to strengthen his soul, and at the same time, the pain that wrung through his entire body with it grew much stronger.

It seemed like endless torture that refused to meet an end.

He suffered in silence as the pain had him writhe and groan. It was killing him to have to tolerate it unwillingly. When he was about to open his mouth to release the pressure, the water forcefully poured itself in.

His time of soul infusion was only thirty seconds longer than that of Elder Xue, but Geoffrey felt those minor seconds to be equal to those of a century.

After it was over, Geoffrey remained in the water without moving for a while, staring up into space. His newly acquired powerful soul made him have a new perception of the world, so he just lay there, taking his moment to digest it all in.

"My soul... I can feel it... How did it become so powerful?"

After processing his thoughts and coming to terms with his newly acquired abilities, Geoffrey swam out of the transparent water. The moment his eyes made contact with Elder Xue, they reflected unparalleled momentum.

Of course, Elder Xue quickly caught on with the change in Geoffrey at one glance.

in the main world, Elder Xue's soul was extremely powerful. After he absorbed the soul power of the Fostering race, his soul power had increased by

the chaos. Because of the difference in their status and abilities, after he went through the ordeal of absorbing the soul power of the Fostering race, his soul had probably grown exponentially.

other I have ever

prayed for it to stop. But now, he seemed to have forgotten all about it after having obtained such great power in return. He felt as

such a level. But soon as the excitement wore off and he began to collect

was the last-standing hope left by the Fostering race as a symbol of their existence before they were annihilated. They were an astute race, and nothing

go up," Geoffrey said as he pointed to the top of the

nod then continued to walk up the steps

left the transparent water, the green lines that once portrayed the path they could walk on disappeared.

hundred and ten feet high, they saw a ball appear before their

ball hung loosely in the air. It was free of all imperfections. It was as if it was carved with utmost

deeply at the ball, they suddenly felt themselves being slowly consumed with strong feelings of loneliness. The ball seemed to be in existence for as long as

Geoffrey asked in

as he walked and gave his shoulders a light shrug, indicating his lack of knowledge about it

twist and changed its form continuously until it finally manifested itself into a little girl. It was the same little girl that Geoffrey had encountered several times in the