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.

pulled, bringing his lethal

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

his hand, and Zen glared at the remaining

creature, the man died wondering how he'd been humbled or beaten by Zen, especially considering that Zen was only at the marrow refining level.

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

the remaining attackers were too

Zen was a formidable opponent.

second thought, they turned tail and

at their cowardice, Zen resumed his climb until he reached the mountain, where the buildings were constructed of black rock, most of

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

being exiled to Hell Mountain, they applied themselves to refining their martial arts skills and paid no attention to Zen's arrival.

Zen glanced carefully and deliberately

the lava flowing bubbled, and there was an overwhelming heat that

loomed out

was a young girl dressed in pink, fearlessly swinging her slim legs, despite the dizzying

unsurpassed, and her increasing loneliness mirrored the look in her haunted gaze.

her, a figure raced in her direction from the

sprinted, plumes resembling exquisite, pink lotuses sprang

was vaulting over the lotuses.

magic and

little effort or time for the form

into the crescent, the girl didn't 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 from

composed himself before replying, "I'm here on behalf of

lame!" grunted the girl rudely, without the slightest consideration

man in purple remained in high spirits as he removed an article hidden close to his chest within his robes, "Perrin

lit up as

instant, her best mannerisms

unearthly beauty, even though he was highly refined

she was a fairy, she moved from the edge and gracefully took

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