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.

was the heavy

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

the Human Spirit

black armor

solemn voice came from

"Who are you?"

was filled with joy. The fact that the man had first questioned him was a good sign.

Since the Human Spirit King was rather famous

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

two steps forward, cupped his hands and said, "I'm Zen, a human being

the third-grade world, human beings could easily be

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

the one I'm waiting for. Go to

Whoosh!

the irregular heavy sword flew up in the air, and

"What..."

was filled with

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

the sword almost grazed his nose as it shot past him.

Boom! Boom...

dark red shock waves could be

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

analyzed the power of the heavy sword when it saw those explosions. Although what they were seeing was perhaps not as

soon as the ancestry-level bloodline had analyzed the power of this

it was no longer a single sword, but seven! These seven heavy swords seemed unreal. They were

space-time quadrant. The first ability,

the abilities hidden in the heavy swords. It

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. Is it possible for the sword to also inherit the power of the ancestry-level

the seven heavy swords, his figure flashed slightly, like a willow leaf floating out. His movement technique also

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

of the

to hit

he had appeared in front

to offend you.

finish his sentence, the armor had stretched out a huge black hand to grab Zen's neck. At the same time, it spread out its other

slip away just in the nick of time. He avoided the sword attack and this time, trace of annoyance appeared in his eyes. "It looks like you want to determine the outcome of this fight before you are willing to talk! Very well, let's

remarkable. Zen's body was constantly flashing all over the stone house as he moved around everywhere. The irregular heavy sword followed closely