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 weapon swinging back.

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

his hand, and Zen glared

he'd been humbled or beaten by Zen, especially considering that

lacked any defenses which resulted in his defeat. If he had regarded Zen as a threat, he

leader, the remaining attackers were too

was a formidable opponent.

second thought, they turned

mountain, where the buildings were constructed of black rock,

sitting, reclining, meditating and

they applied themselves to refining their martial arts skills and paid no

carefully and deliberately

on the zenith of Hell Mountain, the waves of the lava flowing bubbled, and there was an

out over the

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

her increasing loneliness

a figure raced in

sprinted, plumes resembling exquisite, pink lotuses sprang from the ground.

vaulting over the lotuses.

of magic

the form running to reach the platform.

who had joined her, and instead said

as

looking youth dressed in purple, who appeared to be about twenty, composed himself before replying, "I'm here on behalf of your cousin, who cannot gain admission of

me, making your justification lame!" grunted the girl rudely, without the slightest consideration or respect for the youth.

man in 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

up as she

mannerisms were

by her unearthly beauty, even though he was highly

she moved from

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