Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Bromley, Mike, and those who were standing at the top of the divine land like Lorena and Harold, also saw the blurry figure in the distance.

"Who is that man?"

"Is he from our Ruin Graveyard?"

"What does he want to do? Does he plan on facing that head alone? It's impossible."

In the eyes of these people, Rocher's power was the strongest in the chaos. After all, there was no Other Shore Token that was stronger than one from the thirty-third stage.

Lorena, Harper, and all the others recognized this as fact.

And yet, even Rocher was unable to deal with the head, which had become fifty thousand times larger. Who else could possibly face it?

However, there were powers other than those of Other Shore Tokens in the chaos. Take for example, the power that Zen was using was the omniscient power that every Soul Sea Realm warrior had.

The catch was, he could only use this power in his inner world.

The head either didn't notice or completely ignored Zen's small figure rushing towards it. Instead, it opened its large mouth to take a bite of the divine land.

One bite was enough to swallow a third of the divine land. However, just then, the head abruptly stopped in its tracks. There seemed to be an invisible force between its upper and lower jaws, preventing it from closing its mouth. It suddenly couldn't bite anymore!

"Give me some strength," said Zen.

"No problem," the ancestry-level bloodline responded.

The blood mist in the sky flickered, as if blood-red lightning flashed within it.

Zen stretched out a hand and grabbed at the air. Then, he flew up and arched through the air. "Up!" he roared.

Swoosh!

To everyone's shock, the head was inching upwards, as though it was being dragged into the sky slowly.

Rocher, Bromley, Mike, Lorena, Harold and Rachelle were all stunned to see this.

head, but never in their wildest dreams

sky. Then, with incredible force, the blurry figure threw the head into oblivion.

that mean?

could this

there such a powerhouse in the Source World?" Harold turned to ask

had learned from Lorena that warriors at the eighth stage of the Other Shore Realm were extraordinary, and they would be treated well in the great forces. This knowledge had comforted Harold before.

before him, his mind was melting. This figure must have been beyond the Other

do that," Lorena answered affirmatively.

'Where did this figure come from?' he

inside the sun in the divine land, Harper's body trembled as he could barely contain his

because he was too far away, but Harper could see him clearly from the

it had to

the appearance matched, Harper was still not sure.

Intent. He was only a consummate True

he had come so far!

from the Source World, and he was naturally insightful.

of the

Whoosh!

sky formed by the blood mist. Zen was enveloped in the blood-red light, rendering him a figure of blood.

Buzz!

in blood, Zen extended the blood sword in his hand and rushed towards the head that he had just thrown. His blood-colored body flashed

he approached, the blood sword flashed

only cause a wound

fifty thousand times larger, the damage

going on. Even Harper could only see a trace of blood-red light

slight sound coming from the head.

pencil scratching paper, or like a cool wind whistling through a bamboo forest.

a short while, the head began

like a massive meteor

the pieces disappeared, a silence fell over

Everyone was speechless.

creatures in the Ruin Graveyard had no idea