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.

eye-catching thing about him was the heavy

feet long and was almost as tall as the man himself. There was a faint red light flashing on the irregularly

this the Human

the black armor from the distance.

something, a solemn voice came from the black

"Who are you?"

speak, his heart was filled with joy. The

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 to fight against him

still rational and could think for himself. This was easily

forward, cupped his hands and said, "I'm Zen, a human being from the

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

the Human Spirit King most

I'm

Whoosh!

irregular heavy sword flew up in the air, and then suddenly rushed

"What..."

heart was filled with depression

now, the man was attacking

grazed his nose

Boom! Boom!

wall behind Zen exploded and a series of dark red shock waves could be seen emanating from

destruction quadrant! The thirteenth ability... the nineteenth... the twenty-sixth... the

Although what they were seeing was perhaps not as domineering as the power of

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

appeared once again, it was no longer a single sword, but seven! These seven heavy swords seemed unreal. They were constantly flashing with some sort of light, and even looking

quadrant. The first ability, the third,

abilities hidden in the heavy swords. It

blood power doesn't seem to be coming from the Human Spirit King, but from the heavy sword itself. Is it possible for the sword to also inherit the power of

his figure flashed slightly, like a willow leaf floating out. His movement technique also contained a mysterious space theurgy that he had

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

one of the seven

hit

had appeared in front

to offend you. I

had stretched out a huge black hand to grab Zen's neck. At the same time, it spread out its other hand, and one of the huge swords appeared there all of a

time, trace of annoyance appeared in his eyes. "It looks like you want to determine the outcome of this fight

house as he moved around everywhere. The irregular heavy sword followed closely behind him like a maggot attached to its bone. The stone hall was filled with the shadows of Zen and the irregular heavy