Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

As the Monkey Spirit King glared at Sewell, he remembered what this cunning Snake Master had done to him in the Night View Island. After several painful, but unsuccessful attempts to wriggle his way out, Sewell was forcefully kneaded into a ball by the Monkey Spirit King along with several Holy Stones. As the Holy Stones lit up and erupted with Light of Annihilation, Sewell's body was reduced to ashes as he burned to death under the overwhelming heat...

Meanwhile, inside the stone hall, the battle between Zen and the irregular heavy sword continued on.

He had smashed the irregular heavy sword so many times that he lost count. As he continued his relentless attacks, he began to notice that the irregular heavy sword was taking longer intervals to recover compared to before.

When Zen smashed it once more, the green light that shone through the sword started to weaken as it got dimmer. Simultaneously, it took even longer to regenerate itself back to its complete form.

Crack!

This time, while the irregular heavy sword was in the middle of repairing itself, it was struck by Zen's fist again.

Before the crack could completely recover itself, it began to expand further as it spread across the sword.

Taking advantage of its vulnerability from having endured several blows, Zen threw in countless punches at the damaged sword. As a result, many cracks extended from the hilt of the sword before it finally gave in and broke into dozens of pieces.

Click, click, click...

As the irregular pieces fell to the ground, they scattered in all directions.

"I finally finished it..."

turned to walk straight towards the black armor after sensing he had wasted too much time on this

forward towards his destination, the irregular pieces of the sword on the ground began to tremble as they rose up to the air and floated in the space

it. When will

his jaw, his eyes reflected unparalleled rage coupled with a hint of impatience. With a flash, he returned to

Zen's fist penetrated through its shadow, while the irregular heavy

Sizzle, sizzle, Sizzle...

fog began to emanate from the sword. As the fog began to spread across the entire stone hall, it consumed all the light and continued to expand

black armor, Kincaid remained in a

mere human had actually managed to

couldn't help but wonder what had happened to

a creature as powerful as him

him. On one hand, he was left speechless by Zen's actions and

the worst mistake you've made in your entire life, ' Kincaid thought to

decent amount of time with this heavy sword. During the countless battles he had experienced, Kincaid had only wielded the Death Sword three times. The fact that once the

a tough situation where they would be unstoppable and incapable of controlling

shrouded the area lasted for three seconds, before several horizontal and vertical streaks of green light bounced off

refused to meet an end, as they would extend to infinite distances, outlining numerous large cubes in this space.

help but blurt out his inner thoughts as he paid attention to his switched