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.

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

Zen glared at

been humbled or beaten by Zen, especially considering that Zen was only

in his defeat. If he had regarded Zen

of their fallen leader, the remaining attackers

decided Zen was a formidable

they turned

the buildings were

many people sitting, reclining, meditating and some were

applied themselves to refining their martial arts skills

glanced carefully and deliberately at each person...

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

loomed out over

was a young girl dressed in pink,

her increasing loneliness mirrored the look in her

behind her, a figure raced in her direction

resembling exquisite, pink

was vaulting over

sight would have onlookers thinking of magic and power if there had been

time for the form running to reach the platform.

instead said in an annoyed tone, "There

could hear the steady footfall as the person approached her

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

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

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

the girl's eyes lit up as

best mannerisms were presented to the

her unearthly beauty, even though he was

from the edge and gracefully took the offered gift.

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