Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

After the constant practicing of Zen, the demonic life vitality became darker as the purple color mixed in it gradually faded away. The tiny starlight embedded in it became more lustrous and brilliant.

Inside Zen's body, there were six streaks of life vitality flowing out. Under his control, this life vitality would form a silhouette of Zen, but a smaller version. This was the form of the demonic phantom.

Zen glued his eyes on the phantoms, pointed his fingers at them and uttered lightly, "Rise up!"

In an instant, the six demonic phantoms started flying in the room. As the demonic phantom itself originated from life vitality, it was weightless. Thus, it could fly briskly and fast. Moreover, the six of them flying around would make the best defense from enemy attack.

With Zen's current strength, he could only summon up to six demonic phantoms. However, according to the records from "Heavenly Ogre Fist", with much practice, those with strong psychic force could summon up hundreds of demonic phantoms.

Each demonic phantom could absorb the enemy's life vitality to strengthen its own–a special attribute of demonic life vitality. Once the demonic phantoms matured, their powers would be more terrifying.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…"

"Bang…." Something was flying crazily and crashing onto something. It just happened with a blink of an eye.

It was one of Zen's demonic phantoms. Due to Zen's relatively weak power, it slipped out of his control, crashed directly into the wall of his practice room and then penetrated through another two walls of the house, leading to the collapse of the half outer wall of the house.

houses had a secret practicing room where they could conduct further studies and practice their own unique skills in their own time. The walls of these rooms were filled with

expect that the demonic phantom could be so powerful that it would directly crash through the

"What the fuck happened?"

the

understand what caused the hard walls to collapse. Zen's house was not far from the other inner disciples' houses;

the wall, wearing an awkward smile, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry! It's just

secret room was also damaged, they could not help but gasp. They knew very well that the walls of the secret practicing room were made of heptyl gold and iron sand. It was supposed to be extremely solid to resist any impact, even one's whole might.

of cultivation was he practicing exactly?

level. But even at a high-grade natural level, they

then, someone called out Zen's name

him. Since Zen became an inner disciple of the Drizzle Peak, he concentrated on practice at the secret room every day,

no see," Zen greeted with a

of All Peaks Competition," Cleve said, cutting through the chase. Cleve had also locked himself in his own secret practice room to cultivate, and it was just

level, he could not help but admire the progress that