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.

bringing his lethal

his enemy with a single clean thrust, not leaving a

to his hand, and Zen glared at the remaining pursuers

how he'd been humbled or beaten

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

sight of their fallen leader, the remaining attackers were

decided Zen was a formidable opponent.

thought, they turned

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

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

glanced carefully and deliberately at

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

loomed out over

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

arched elegantly, her beauty was unsurpassed, and her increasing loneliness mirrored the

her, a figure raced in her

pink

vaulting over the

a sight would have onlookers thinking of magic and power if

for the form running to reach

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

the steady footfall as the

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

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

an article hidden close to his chest within his robes, "Perrin asked me to

girl's eyes lit up as she stared

her best mannerisms were

was entranced by her unearthly beauty, even though he was

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

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