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.

Zen pulled, bringing his lethal weapon

not leaving a drop of blood

to his hand, and Zen glared at the remaining pursuers

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

any defenses which resulted in his defeat. If he had regarded Zen as

fallen leader, the remaining attackers were

decided Zen was a formidable

they turned

where the buildings were constructed of black rock, most of which were shabby, and neglected,

buildings, Zen found many people sitting, reclining, meditating and some were mumbling respectively.

being exiled to Hell Mountain, they applied themselves to refining their martial arts skills

Zen glanced carefully and deliberately

the waves of the lava flowing bubbled,

platform loomed out over

a young girl dressed in pink, fearlessly

beauty was unsurpassed, and her increasing loneliness mirrored

behind her, a figure raced in her direction

exquisite, pink lotuses sprang from

vaulting over the lotuses.

onlookers thinking of magic and power if there had been any.

the form

had joined her, and instead said in an annoyed tone, "There isn't any reason for you to visit me! Can't

could hear the steady footfall as the person approached her from

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 or respect for

high spirits as he removed an article hidden close to his chest within

as she stared

an instant, her best mannerisms were presented to the

her unearthly beauty, even though he was highly

fairy, she moved from the edge and gracefully took the offered

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