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

with a single clean thrust, not leaving a

glared at the remaining pursuers

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

in his defeat. If he had regarded Zen as a

fallen leader, the remaining attackers were too

decided Zen was a

they turned tail and

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,

refining their

glanced carefully and deliberately

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

loomed out over

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

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

her, a figure raced in her

he sprinted, plumes resembling exquisite, pink

was vaulting over the

would have onlookers thinking of magic and power if

or time for the form running to

around to see who had joined her, and instead

footfall as the person approached her from

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

accustomed to not seeing me, making your justification lame!" grunted the girl rudely, without the slightest consideration or respect for

purple remained in high spirits as he removed an article hidden close to his chest within his robes, "Perrin asked me to deliver this, in hopes it would

as she

best mannerisms were presented to

was entranced by her unearthly beauty, even though he was highly refined and well

she moved from the edge and gracefully took

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