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

single clean thrust, not

weapon returned to his hand, and Zen glared at the remaining pursuers

man died wondering how he'd been humbled or beaten

resulted in his defeat. If he had regarded Zen as a threat, he wouldn't have been defeated so miserably.

of their fallen leader, the remaining attackers were

decided Zen was a formidable

thought, they turned tail

he reached the mountain, where the buildings were constructed of black rock, most of which were shabby, and neglected, giving them

many people sitting, reclining, meditating and some were mumbling

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

glanced carefully and deliberately at each

of Hell Mountain, the waves of the lava flowing bubbled, and

out over the

on the precarious edge was a young girl dressed in pink, fearlessly swinging her slim legs, despite the dizzying height.

brows arched elegantly, her beauty was unsurpassed, and her increasing loneliness mirrored the look in her haunted gaze.

raced in her direction from

he sprinted, plumes resembling exquisite, pink lotuses sprang from the ground.

person was vaulting over the

would have onlookers thinking of magic and power if

effort or time for the form running to reach

and instead said in an annoyed tone, "There isn't any reason for you to visit

the steady footfall as the person

be about twenty, composed himself before replying, "I'm here on behalf of your cousin, who

not seeing me, making your justification lame!" grunted the girl rudely, without the

young man in purple remained in high spirits as he removed an article hidden close to his chest within

up as she

mannerisms were

even though he

she moved from the edge and gracefully

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