Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Despite the woman having her eyes closed, she looked just like Dorothy.

But the ornaments she wore in her hair, the expression on her face, and the aura she emitted, were completely different from Dorothy's.

"Who is Dorothy?" the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord asked curiously.

Zen told him about Dorothy's origin and how she had suddenly disappeared.

Once he had heard the story, the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord thought for a while. "In that case, I don't think it's a coincidence," he said, still thoughtful.

It wasn't rare for two women in the world to have the same appearance. The key point was that Dorothy's origin was mysterious, and she might have something to do with the woman on the throne.

Unfortunately, Dorothy had been missing for a while now, and without her presence, it was difficult to confirm the connection between the two.

Once he retreated from the diversion, Zen returned to the junction of the three roads and chose to enter the ice gate in the middle.

When Zen came into contact with the ice gate, he felt his hands grow heavy.

"This door is so heavy!" he exclaimed.

But then, Elizabeth's words about the Cold Prisons came to mind.

Even after pouring the water from a sea into a Cold Prison, one could only get a thumb-sized piece of ice.

No one knew how much water had been used to condense this ice gate.

However, Zen's strength was no longer what it used to be. He had barely put his hands on the gate, when the power of his arms suddenly burst out.

A powerful aura surged around Zen's body, the shock waves of which were destructive. They left whip-like marks on the ground surrounding him.

"Open!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ice gate scraped the ground before a fist-sized crack appeared on it.

Zen was about to increase his strength to push the door, when a hand reached out from the crack and pressed to the side of the ice gate. The door swung open slowly.

A hunchbacked old man appeared in the doorway. He had one eye, and his lifeless-looking skin was deathly gray.

was a living person inside. On the other hand, the old

man then glanced at Zen, turned around to go back inside.

the old

old man turned a deaf ear

was an open, circular ice hall, within which were many bodies scattered everywhere on the ground. These bodies looked to be the same as the

it on an ice platform in the middle of the hall, and began to

a long time, and was covered in a

man cleaned up the dust on the body with a duster, little by little. He then put the body back on the ground

them?" Zen asked, looking around

this question either. He just continued to work

man has a soul?"

it be impolite?" Zen

second thought, he knew what the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord meant. He reached out a

man didn't resist or get

he felt the immensely strong aura of a Treacherous Being. Zen

he said, looking warily at the old man. He hesitated before saying,

a friendly type of Treacherous Being!" the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord exclaimed, having been right in his

they always acted upon before they could meet the

Beings of the friendly type were not vicious. They merely repeated doing one task at

one such Treacherous Being. As long as Zen didn't stop him from cleaning up the bodies,

the bodies one after another and

spirits that lined up outside in order were the old

is not awakened,"

all the way

up in such a short time. All Zen could do was look for other clues.

the innermost layer of the ice palace. A door

Zen approached the door, the old man suddenly turned around and began to sing a rhythmic

"He's speaking!"

to face the

his head as he looked at Zen,

Heavenly Obsession Civilization, which then began to decipher

short while later, the core of Heavenly

can't go there. It's very dangerous and you

man repeated this sentence over and over