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 sword that was beside

himself. There was a faint red light

Human Spirit King, Kincaid?

the black armor

solemn voice

"Who are you?"

heart was filled with joy. The fact

would directly attack him without communicating with him. Since the Human Spirit King was rather famous and

was still rational and could think for himself. This was easily the best that could be made

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

beings and human spirits were almost the same in appearance. In fact, in the

Elderly Lord's conjecture, the Human Spirit King most likely wouldn't attack Zen. However, conjectures

not the one I'm waiting

Whoosh!

up in the air, and then suddenly rushed forward,

"What..."

was filled with depression at

lucky and pleased, but now, the man was attacking him.

and the sword almost grazed his nose

Boom! Boom...

Zen exploded and a series of dark red shock

quadrant! The thirteenth ability... the nineteenth...

what they were seeing was perhaps not as domineering as the power of the Monkey Spirit King, it seemed

of this sword strike,

seemed unreal. They were constantly flashing with some sort of light, and even looking at them

space-time quadrant. The first ability,

analyzed the abilities hidden in the heavy swords. It came

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

floating out. His movement technique also contained a

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

of

hit Zen!

had appeared in front of the black armor.

don't mean to offend you.

black hand to grab Zen's neck. At the same time, it spread out its other hand, and one of

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

everywhere. The irregular heavy sword followed closely behind him like a maggot attached to its bone. The stone hall was filled with the