Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

The crowd parted and a middle-aged man stepped out. He had a charming face, was dressed in brilliant white and moved with the grace of an immortal.

"Bryson Luo!"

spat Zen frowning when he saw the man approaching.

Right at that moment, his oldest uncle, Bryson, was the last person he wanted to face. Bryson was the mastermind behind his father's death. His younger uncle Ken was just an accomplice.

With Bryson's appearance, an obvious strain fell over the yard. Zen bent his knees slightly, putting every muscle and bone in his body on alert.

Bryson had achieved a level far above the marrow refining level. He hadn't reached the nature level yet, but Bryson was only half a step until he reached it!

Zen just reached the level of organ refining. There was the whole marrow refining level between them!

It was an unbridgeable gap, and they weren't in the same league.

But Zen wasn't about to give up!

If he didn't have it in him to fight, he would have caved two years ago.

Zen had to seize the opportunity. Zen frantically pumped himself up. His desire to survive flared up

as he took a deep breath. Without any preamble he mustered all his strength and broke into a

sword covered in a purple light shot out of the sky in front of him and cut deeply into the earth, blocking his way.

did, another sword appeared in front of him. One after another sword plunged into the earth, blocking his way, and forcing him to step back.

in the spot he was before. When a person reached the nature level, life energy itself could be harnessed. Since Bryson was only half a step into the nature level, he was unable to control the life energy very well. But, the force of the energy he managed was already

his hands clasped casually behind him, Bryson said, "I spared your life so your branch of the family line could continue. But, apparently you don't know how to behave yourself. You wounded your uncle and tried to flee

by swords, Zen's eyes widened. Even though his defense was as hard as a mysterious weapon, Bryson could shred him to pieces as easily

he wondered as frustration and anger welled up

"Bryson, don't kill him! Not

inches from their target,

stronger than ordinary men. And you realize, Perrin and Andrew used Magical

Zen's eyes, and emotionlessly

was doomed to die here, why should he

door of Luo house exploded. A bronze furnace fell from the sky, crashing to the ground with a deafening clatter. The Luo children automatically covered their ears to

steps, sending all the children shrieking

"Who did this?"