Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

He couldn't overthink the matter but just delayed his death. Just as he was about to go through from the side regardless of possibly getting injured, a voice suddenly ordered from his brain, "Bloke, stand still! I am here to help you!"

"Who is it?" Zen heard the voice but couldn't see the person who was speaking.

Instead of an answer, Zen found that the air around him was getting cold all of a sudden. Then countless ice crystals appeared and as soon as they showed up, they congealed with each other quickly to form a small ice wall.

They were all around him and in an instant, they had formed five walls in the five directions that Zen was being attacked from.

The sword energies immediately started trying to chop up the walls to pieces.

"Crack..."

The energies came chopping and five loud, simultaneous thuds were heard.

Zen was locked in the ice walls but could see clearly that the energies trying to cut through the ice walls had left several deep dents.

He breathed out deeply, but his chest was still heaving and trembling heavily.

It was too dangerous just now. If this powerful man had not helped him, he would probably have died with his body and his head landing in two spots at the same time.

The masters who had reached the Illuminating Soul Realm were really too powerful. He thought of his actions and realized that he was too much at risk in the fairy palace. If he hadn't met the array of Desperate Melee in the pavilion, he couldn't have stayed alive while fighting against the masters at the Illuminating Soul Realm.

"Alright. Bloke, come to the guest hall of Mo Mansion. Don't worry. I am here, and James won't dare to kill you!" His mystery savior casually told him.

around Zen fell apart into

one of the ice cakes and found that it was ice cold like a real cake. The

looked completely ordinary but had been strong enough to resist James' sword energies. This person must be

run away, he knew that Wurth just wouldn't have looked

crystal walls to save him, another person had flashed into existence right in

face and thick hair all over his body. He looked like a woodcutter who had grown up

move!" The woodcutter lifted a black wood chopper, and on the edge

the person, but when he looked at the wood chopper, a legend suddenly flashed into his mind and he shouted with a terrible expression, "You... You are

West Mount Woodcutter...

Mount was on

person cutting the firewood on the

could be cut there. The only signs of life on the West Mount

West Mount Woodcutter had killed countless demons on that

real name was Tyson Shi and he had stayed on the West Mount for

the entrance of their den, but Tyson had cultivated there

soldiers and generals as firewood and chopped them while

soldiers and generals had

for three years, but the demon kings had not been able to

imperial army had lost several of their generals, their strength had melted away and

the West Mount and mercilessly killed demon

Shi had received