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

not leaving

to his hand, and Zen glared at the remaining pursuers before climbing uphill.

or beaten by Zen, especially considering that Zen was only at the

lacked any defenses which resulted in his defeat. If he had

their fallen leader, the remaining attackers were too cowardly to give chase to

was a formidable opponent.

turned

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

the buildings, Zen found many people sitting, reclining, meditating and

being exiled to Hell Mountain, they applied themselves to refining their martial arts

carefully and deliberately at each person...

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

loomed out

in pink, fearlessly swinging

and her increasing loneliness

raced in her

plumes resembling exquisite, pink lotuses sprang from the

was vaulting over

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

effort or time for the form running to reach the platform.

her, and instead said in

footfall as the person approached

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

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

article hidden close to his

lit up as she stared at

mannerisms were presented

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

she moved from the edge and gracefully

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