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

not leaving a drop of blood on his blade.

his hand, and Zen glared at the remaining pursuers before climbing

how he'd been humbled or beaten by Zen, especially considering that Zen was only

his defeat. If he had regarded Zen as a threat, he wouldn't

the remaining attackers were too

was a

second thought, they turned tail and

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

sitting, reclining, meditating and some were mumbling

their martial arts skills and paid

Zen glanced carefully and deliberately at each

lava flowing bubbled, and there was an overwhelming heat that rose from

loomed out over

edge was a young girl dressed in

was unsurpassed, and her increasing loneliness mirrored the look in her

behind her, a figure raced in her direction from the entrance.

he sprinted, plumes resembling exquisite, pink lotuses

was vaulting over the

thinking of magic and power if

time for the form running

turn around to see who had joined her, and instead said in an annoyed tone, "There isn't

hear the steady footfall as the person approached her

looking youth dressed in purple, who appeared to be about twenty, composed himself before replying, "I'm here

the girl rudely, without

high spirits as he removed an article hidden close to his

lit up as she stared at the

an instant, her best mannerisms were presented to the

even though he was highly refined and well disciplined.

a fairy, she moved from the edge and

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