Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Jerrison and Merk glanced at each other when they saw that their fires were of no avail when it came to threatening and defeating Zen. Until now, they had been unafraid but this realization seemed to bring some tinge of fear in their eyes.

Perhaps they really were wrong. They shouldn't have treated Zen as an ordinary outer disciple. Furthermore, they should have paid heed to other aspects of Zen's ability rather than his mere cultivation level.

Although he had just reached the first tier of the nature level, he still had been able to produce a powerful fairy weapon and amazing life vitality using merely his strength...

Clearly, Zen was no ordinary person and they had miscalculated.

To be frank, both Jerrison and Merk had been completely dominated by avarice just now. As a result, they had not taken several factors into account which affected the situation they were in. Perhaps that was one of the reasons why Zen had so easily counterattacked against both of their assaults. It was only after they had pondered over their entire battle that they were coming to the realization that they might have been wrong.

Zen wasn't an ordinary target and they shouldn't have underestimated his powers.

Oh, well! The damage was already done now. No matter how much they regretted their rash decision to lay their hands on Zen without proper tactics, the situation was irreparable. Since they had chosen to battle Zen, their regret was useless and meaningless now. In addition, Jerrison and Merk hadn't given their best while fighting Zen. So they were thinking that Zen would lose if they started to strain every nerve in their battle.

Apart from getting themselves a fairy weapon directly, more importantly, they also had a chance to force Zen to reveal his secret on producing one once they defeated him.

As the saying goes, fortune and wealth are achieved through risks. To transcend himself and occupy the position he yearned for, one had to face a considerable amount of risks. And right now, both Jerrison and Merk thought that the risks they faced were worth taking.

"Merk, don't be lenient!" Jerrison warned his ally. His eyes were fixed on Zen as though he were a hawk. Suddenly, he took a spear out of his space ring. Along with that, a glimmer of bloody light was flashing on its tip, and two spiritual textures were imprinted upon it.

This spear was a medium grade spiritual weapon, named Beacon Spear. For Jerrison, this was his most satisfactory masterpiece.

the same time, Merk brought a ghostly machete out of his space ring, on which two spiritual textures were inscribed. Just like the spear, this ghostly machete was also a medium grade spiritual weapon.

noble clans could hardly have their own superior weapons. Although both Jerrison and Merk were not from big noble clans, they definitely didn't

his chest like a crouching

along the textures it had imprinted on till its tip. At last, the fire jetted out of one side of

machete, which had been refined with heretic techniques. As he was brandishing

not hesitate at all. They directly besieged Zen,

Sect for several years now. Their achievements in martial arts were not as great as their attainments in weapon refinement, but the gap between the

dragon circling around

directly at Zen, shivered. Soon afterwards, the entire spear bent itself into a bow and suddenly, without warning, it shot abruptly like an arrow towards Zen. In very

engulfing the

giant knife in his hand emitted a streak of light from its end. Somehow, it was bright but black. With his chop, an ambient sound much like the whistle of ferocious winds was heard. It was followed by a long, desperate wail, like that of

be frank, rather extravagant compared to his response. In face of

Noticing it getting closer, Zen simply stepped sideways and easily dodged away. If it were anyone else, he would have been impaled on the tip of the spear

face, he slightly and gently swept the Streamer Sword in front of his chest, thereby blocking the light that the spear had emitted with

since their blades were rarely wide enough to properly

touched the Streamer Sword, it bent the sword completely into a bow-like shape. It was true that the attack was powerful but after all, the sword was a fairy weapon and could not be so easily

second luminescent attack from Jerrison, Zen moved forward and used

"Lift up sword!"