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.

Zen pulled, bringing his lethal weapon swinging back.

single clean thrust, not leaving a drop of blood on

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

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

resulted in his defeat. If he had regarded Zen

the sight of their fallen leader, the remaining attackers were

was a formidable

second thought, they turned tail

climb until he reached the mountain, where the buildings were constructed of black rock, most of

many people sitting, reclining, meditating

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

and deliberately at each

of Hell Mountain, the waves of the lava flowing bubbled, and there was an overwhelming heat

loomed out

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

her increasing loneliness mirrored the look in her haunted gaze.

behind her, a figure raced in

plumes resembling exquisite, pink

person was vaulting over the

onlookers thinking of magic and power if there had been any.

or time for the form running to reach

see who had joined her, and instead

could hear the steady footfall as the person approached

appeared to be about twenty, composed himself before replying, "I'm

making your justification lame!" grunted the girl rudely, without the slightest consideration or

to his chest within his

girl's eyes lit up as she stared at the

mannerisms were presented to the youth.

beauty, even though he was

was a fairy, she moved from the edge and gracefully

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