Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Chapter 133 A Stunning Smile From Yan

Pushing himself to run faster, Zen raced uphill more alert than ever.

Several people pursued close behind, intent on capturing Zen.

Wanting to block Zen's path, one of his stalkers took a detour, at a stunning speed.

"Ha ha! Someone, like you, at the marrow refining level, from the Cloud Sect provides perfect amusement for us!" The robust man in his thirties had a sturdy looking face, his skin tone was dark, and his eyes looked menacing, "Out of my way!" warned Zen in a sharp voice, while he was calm and collected, ready to land a fatal blow on the man, who was supposedly at the nature level.

The man's voice dripped with cynicism as he said, "You are at my mercy! If it suits my wishes, you will lose your life right now at my command, in Hell Mountain."

As their leader dealt with Zen, the man's companions stopped to watch.

"Last warning, move aside or die where you stand!" threatened Zen.

Feeling superior to Zen, the man dismissed the warning.

Extending his large, black hands, the man attempted to grasp Zen.

If he fell victim to this man, Zen would suffer greatly!

In a flash, Zen used his soul to form a thorn as his opponent bore down on him.

"Spiritual thorn strike!"

As the weapon struck the man, he cried out in excruciating pain.

As his scream rang out, Zen hurled the broken flying knife at the man.

"Zing!"

"Slli-shh!"

Like a dart, the sharp weapon shot through the air, and struck the target. The knife punctured his chest, exiting his back and stuck in the rock behind him.

his lethal weapon swinging

enemy with a single clean thrust, not leaving a drop of blood on his blade.

and Zen glared at

a nature creature, the man died wondering how he'd been humbled or beaten by Zen, especially considering

his defeat. If he had

the remaining attackers were too cowardly to give chase to Zen.

was a formidable

they turned

resumed his climb until he reached the mountain, where the buildings were constructed of black rock, most of which were shabby, and neglected, giving them an

people sitting, reclining, meditating and some were

exiled to Hell Mountain, they applied themselves to refining their martial arts skills and paid no attention

and deliberately at each

Hell Mountain, the waves of the lava flowing bubbled, and there was an overwhelming heat that rose

platform loomed out over

edge was a young girl dressed in pink, fearlessly

unsurpassed, and her increasing loneliness mirrored the

figure raced in her direction

exquisite, pink

person was vaulting over

would have onlookers thinking of magic and power

took little effort or time for the form running to reach the

the crescent, the girl didn't turn around to see who had joined her, and instead said in an annoyed tone,

footfall as

who appeared to be about twenty, composed himself before replying, "I'm here on behalf of your cousin, who cannot gain admission

accustomed to not seeing me, making your justification lame!" grunted the girl rudely, without the slightest consideration

an article hidden close to his chest within his robes, "Perrin asked me to deliver this, in hopes it

up as she stared at the

best mannerisms were presented to the youth.

entranced by her unearthly beauty, even though he was highly

was a fairy, she moved from the edge and gracefully

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