Chapter 4221 The Mental Cage

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 ra

hat 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...