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 back.

single clean thrust, not leaving

his hand, and Zen glared

died wondering how he'd been humbled or beaten by Zen,

man lacked any defenses which resulted in his defeat. If he had regarded

sight of their fallen leader, the remaining attackers were

was a

they turned tail and ran.

the buildings were constructed of black rock, most of which were shabby, and neglected, giving them an oppressive sense.

Zen found many people sitting, reclining,

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

and deliberately at each

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

loomed out over

on the precarious edge was a young girl dressed in pink, fearlessly swinging her slim

was unsurpassed, and her increasing

behind her, a figure raced in her

plumes resembling exquisite, pink lotuses

was vaulting over

sight would have onlookers thinking of magic

for the form running

around to see who had joined her, and instead said in an annoyed tone, "There

steady footfall as the person

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

the girl rudely, without the slightest

spirits as he removed an article hidden close to his chest within his robes, "Perrin

the girl's eyes lit up as she stared at the article.

mannerisms

entranced by her unearthly beauty, even

fairy, she moved from the edge and gracefully took the

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