Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

At that time, dominated by the intent of the cyan dragon, he was torn and smashed unceasingly. The pain he had suffered when he was still at the Luo house was more intolerable than what he was experiencing now.

"This pain is nothing! I should just treat it as exercise for my soul!"

Zen murmured in a bid to encourage himself to stay strong. He shook his head and tried to work up the courage to continue walking into the hall. Soon, Zen found that he could march further into the hall for tier 4 cultivation methods.

As he approached the small wooden bookcase, despite the attacks of the shadows, Zen noticed that there was a passageway behind the hall.

"Why would there be a passageway here? Isn't the hall for tier 4 cultivation methods the last hall?" Zen was a little shocked.

Ever since he was a child, Zen had heard that there were only four tiers of cultivation methods. He had never heard of a cultivation method higher than tier 4.

All of a sudden, his curiosity was aroused. 'Perhaps I should enter the passageway and see if there are any higher-tier cultivation methods, ' thought Zen.

Still undecided, Zen took a minute to skim the bookcase in this hall. Tier 4 cultivation methods highly tempted Zen. Earlier, access to a tier 3 cultivation method would have pleased Zen. He had never dreamed of being in a position to access a tier 4 cultivation method!

After hesitating and thinking for a while, Zen found that he couldn't abjure his curiosity.

Others didn't have a chance to enter the hall for tier 4 cultivation methods, but he did. Now that he had come this far, why shouldn't he try to find out whether there were higher-tier cultivation methods?

At this thought, Zen decided to explore the passageway.

The passageway was not wide or spacious. It wasn't well decorated either. The floors and walls of the corridor had rotten over time. As soon as Zen entered the corridor, which was about 10 feet long, he felt a reprieve from the attack of the purple shadows.

'The overwhelming intent of the Vengeful Beast doesn't exist here?' Zen wondered.

ahead. At the end

was circular, and not very big. In the center stood

he realized that

as this thought dawned on Zen, a supernatural beast formed by condensed purple light rushed out

Comparatively, it looked more real in this chamber. It was purple all over and looked lifelike. A deep hatred could be seen in its eyes.

monster is perhaps the soul of the dead Vengeful Beast. This beast is so indomitable that its intent is still perceivable in this space even though it has been dead for many years. The intent of the Vengeful Beast is still remarkable as well! But who on earth

of the Vengeful Beast was much stronger than the intangible shadows. Besides, Zen felt more pressure from this monster. The spiritual attack of the monster was so strong that Zen felt as though someone was pounding on his head with a hammer when the beast

had put himself in extreme danger!

a flash if the Vengeful Beast's soul

ahead, Zen winced and stepped back in fear. He didn't want to disturb the soul of the Vengeful Beast and

the intangible shadows he had left behind in the hall had

just want to choose a book on a cultivation method. Is it necessary to set such dangerous traps?' Zen couldn't

people at Cloud Sect could enter the hall

into the hall for tier 4 cultivation methods if their soul wasn't powerful enough. Such people would be never able to enter the

steps back to get away from the soul of the Vengeful Beast, the intangible shadows in the passageway flew straight towards him like frightened bats. At the same time, the

situation was indeed terrible.

moment, Zen was so panicked that he couldn't think clearly. After quickly weighing his options, Zen rushed toward the intangible shadows in the passageway. He knew that he would be in extreme agony if the shadows attacked his soul. Zen also understood that it would be better

his swift action, the soul of the Vengeful Beast was faster. It almost came behind Zen in

"Ow!"

a weird shriek. It was only about several inches away from Zen. If he turned to look, Zen

furnace in his brain rotated slowly. From