Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Zen's current state had the Snake Spirit King confused as well.

His opponent had shifted from Zen to this sword, and as the sword dragged Zen to fight him, Zen clearly had become a burden to the sword.

This was good news for him as it meant that Zen was totally unable to fight back.

Even so, this irregular heavy sword was so sharp and fast that it was capable of keeping up with him and breaking his fierce attacks.

After all this time, he still could not defeat it. The Snake Spirit King was now growing impatient.

Seeing Zen's body turn black brought a grim expression to his face.

If a single sword was so difficult to deal with, how much more troublesome would Zen and the sword together be?

With this in mind, he launched another onslaught of fierce attacks!

Over ten thousand strikes were launched from his two black blades in a matter of only a few seconds!

To everyone else, the Snake Spirit King did not exist, nor were the black blades or the irregular heavy sword visible. Even Zen's hand clutching the sword could only be seen very faintly.

The clanging of the black blades and the heavy sword rang over ten thousand times, louder and harsher than before. It sounded as if someone was grinding a sword on marble.

"Clatter, clatter, clatter..."

Fortunately, the warriors present were all at the Eternal Realm or above. If they had been any weaker, hearing such sounds would have probably driven them insane.

The irregular heavy sword finally buckled under the immense pressure of the attacks and could no longer hold off all the Snake Spirit King's strikes.

Swoosh...

It failed to block one of the ten thousand slashes that came at Zen

and a black blade slammed ruthlessly into his heavy black armor.

"Crack!"

A thin crack surfaced across the armor over Zen's waist. It extended through the inner layer, allowing the blade to cut all the way through to his back!

"Zen was hit!"

"That sword... can it not withstand the attacks anymore?"

"Zen seems to have fallen into some sort of trance and can't wake up..."

would be useless. He couldn't avoid the

human spirits of the Black House, the Joy House and the Broad

had not expected a human to be the one to decide the final result. As human spirits, they

ten thousand more strikes with the

and more like a death sentence than anything else. Inevitably, the irregular heavy

"Crack! Crack!"

right shoulder was struck and

a half long, almost splitting Zen's body in

such a strike. Fortunately, the ancestry-level bloodline had strengthened Zen's body greatly and so he felt close

"Buzz..."

ancestry-level bloodline began moving.

of the wound, madly repairing it as fast as it could.

of life energy contained powerful repairing ability, enough to almost bring a dead person back to life. However, Zen's body was so strong and sturdy that

Three seconds later...

Snake Spirit King launched another ten thousand

thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight

"Crack! Crack!"

Zen square in the chest, breaking through the black armor, slicing

next round

ten thousand strikes once

on the

should we do? That sword can't hold

to be

like this he

"Shall we help?"

suggested Hamilton.

smiled bitterly and shook his head, "How

see the Snake Spirit King...

was so fast, that to them Zen was

them was capable of

already rushed down while Hamilton was still stuck in thought.

even step out of the altar, they were hit by hundreds of strikes. They were all cut into inch-thin pieces that floated in the wind. It was a spectacular scene to

and skill that were used to execute the attack were beyond

Monkey Masters. He had been distracted for a moment and could not

ten thousand strikes then

to shreds and more and more horrific and fatal wounds appeared on

body as he was being stabbed over and over again.

"Go to hell!"