Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Whatever the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord was theorizing was mere speculation. However, the conclusions they were drawing from the limited clues they had found seemed reasonable enough.

"What have we got to lose? We have to take a risk and try, right?" Zen smiled.

The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord nodded. He agreed with Zen. "We have no other choice."

Their adventure had begun the moment they had stepped foot in the Jade Pure Realm. They had no way back and the only way out was through. Now, they simply had to take this final step.

"Let us see just how angry the Human Spirit King will be," Zen remarked, walking up to the door and pushing it open.

The stooped old man suddenly raised his head. There was a hint of hope gleaming in his eyes.

Zen wasn't aware of one very important thing. The old man was not yet awake and was still trapped in the Treacherous Being's consciousness sea. However, he could still feel, hear, and react to the outside world.

In fact, he had almost screamed out what he had just said!

The old man also hoped to wake up. He cleaned up the bodies of human spirits only because they were the members of his sect. This was just a secondary task. His greatest obsession, however, was the Human Spirit King, Kincaid.

If Kincaid could wake up, so could he.

As soon as Zen pushed the door open, an invisible hand grabbed him and dragged him inside.

Although this force was powerful, it was still possible for Zen to quite easily resist it. However, he allowed himself to be dragged in.

To his immense surprise, the other side of the door was not an ice palace. It was an open stone house. But that wasn't the most surprising part.

"Every single stone in this house... is a Holy Stone!"

Zen gasped. As soon as he had come in, he had felt the aura of the Holy Stones.

"That's not everything. These are the highest quality of Holy Stones. I now understand why the Snake Spirit King died here," the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord also piped in.

Fighting in such an environment would be highly disadvantageous for the Snake Spirit King.

"What is that?"

Zen was looking straight ahead.

Right in the center of the stone house, a burly man was floating mid-air.

He was wearing a heavy black armor, and his entire body, including his face, was covered by it. They couldn't guess what material the armor was made of, and it emitted a highly strong deterrent force. Even approaching the man would take effort.

thing about him was the heavy sword that was beside

tall as the man himself. There was a faint red light flashing on the irregularly

Human

observed the black

solemn voice

"Who are you?"

the black armor speak, his heart was filled with joy. The fact that the man had first questioned him

was afraid that the man would directly attack him without communicating with him. Since the Human Spirit King was rather famous and powerful, he was unwilling

voice did not seem mechanical, indicating that the man was still rational and could think for himself. This was easily the best that could be

hands and said, "I'm Zen, a

were almost the same in appearance. In fact, in the third-grade world, human beings could easily be called extensions of the human

Elderly Lord's conjecture, the Human Spirit King most

the one I'm

Whoosh!

that angry snap, the irregular heavy sword flew up in the air, and then suddenly

"What..."

was filled with depression at this.

but now, the man

grazed his nose as

Boom! Boom...

red shock waves could be

The thirteenth ability... the nineteenth... the twenty-sixth...

what they were seeing was perhaps not as

as the ancestry-level bloodline had analyzed the power of this sword strike, the heavy sword

sword, but seven! These seven heavy swords seemed unreal. They were constantly

quadrant. The first ability, the

the abilities hidden in the heavy swords. It came naturally to him

using an ingenious space theurgy that is not commonly visible. The blood power doesn't seem to be coming from the Human Spirit King, but from the heavy sword itself.

like a willow leaf floating out. His movement technique

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

one of the seven

to hit Zen!

in front of the black

I don't mean to offend

its other hand, and one of the huge swords appeared there all of a sudden. The hand

slip away just in the nick of time. He avoided the sword attack and this time, trace of annoyance appeared in his eyes.

stone house as he moved around everywhere. The irregular heavy sword followed closely behind him like a maggot attached to its bone.