Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

If Zen had been an ordinary disciple at the marrow refining level, he would have been crushed into muddy flesh under the total pressure of one hundred thousand pounds.

Even nature creatures could not endure this level of pressure.

Though determinedly resisting the pressure, Zen was on the verge of being destroyed.

Zen felt as though he was carrying a mountain. Even breathing felt like an impossible act.

"It's unbelievable that a cultivator at the Illuminating Soul Realm is so strong. I have no chance to fight back!" Zen could not move at all, but he did not give up trying to find a way out of this situation. Now that he was in the state of forgetting himself, he could keep calm even when on the brink of death.

Zen was concerned about the cracks that continued to appear on his body. Each bled profusely, and he knew that he was running out of time.

However, after entering the state, Zen could ignore the pain. It was as if his body had become someone else's body.

Zen thought, 'What other options do I have?

Broken Flying Knife…

Dragon Scales…

Spiritual Thorn…

Zen figured, 'I have tried all of these and none seemed to work as I had hoped.'

The only cultivation method that Zen had not used yet was Heavenly Ogre Fist.

tier-five cultivation method. And Zen was the only disciple at Cloud Sect who had knowledge of that method. Thus, its power could not be underestimated. However, it had proven to be challenging when Zen had

there

he could reproduce this cultivation method successfully.

tier-five cultivation method but not being able to practice it had

Zen had to put Heavenly Ogre Fist to

death, and he had no other alternatives, he needed to try Heavenly Ogre Fist.

pressure to act multiplied when Zen sensed that perhaps in a few breaths his body would be squeezed into pieces.

of obstacles. I have only recently started to climb the mountain,

again and see if I can produce the demonic life

into a horseshoe shape. Coincidentally, this

this action, Zen began to direct his life energy to

comes out from the heart, and then circulates via body energy lines — mysterious tubes for cultivation. Similar to blood vessels, body energy lines help carry life energy, life vitality, and so on throughout body; the energy runs into all

was familiar with the force operating method as he had already practiced

he had

well

up. He tried again according to the method described in

no effect the second time he tried.

"Crack!"

appeared on Zen's body.

number of cracks

Zen had no time to think

time, Zen felt as though something was stirring in his

it? Did I manage? Am I successful?' Zen was surprised.