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Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 4080

When Zen and the rest looked up, their eyes fell on the four human Great Ghost Priests.

At this very moment, the Snake Goddess, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and Fuxi were far more nervous than the others.

While they had only seen the energy souls of their real selves in the past, at this moment, they had the chance to actually see their real selves in full.

Had their real selves already merged with the hatred-level Treacherous Beings?

Had they become Great Ghost Priests?

Although they looked up with this anticipation, they were disappointed by what they saw.

They saw Emperor Charm and Chiyou, but the real Fuxi, the real Snake Goddess, and the real Eastern Emperor Taiyi were all absent.

Meanwhile, Zen had something different in mind.

Cupping his hands, he greeted with respect, "Good to see you, Primeval Lord of Heaven!"

The real Primeval Lord of Heaven merely nodded nonchalantly at Zen in return.

While Zen and the others sized up the Great Ghost Priests, the latter observed them closely as well.

Fuxi, the Snake Goddess, and Eastern Emperor Taiyi were all familiar faces to the Primeval Lord of Heaven — Zen was the only unfamiliar face.

Initially, he surmised that the group before him must have reached this point to enter the Night View Island under Fuxi and the Snake Goddess' leadership. He knew Fuxi had excellent talent and was a natural leader, while the Snake Goddess possessed extraordinary intelligence and could easily serve as a capable assistant.

But looking everyone up and down, the Primeval Lord of Heaven could sense something unknown yet unique from Zen in particular.

His body seemed to have a mixed aura of bloodlines.

The Primeval Lord of Heaven had spent countless years studying the bloodline powers, trying to merge them.

His sensitivity to the bloodlines of Eternal Realm warriors had surpassed anyone else's.

Recognizing the mixed aura of bloodlines in Zen's body, the Primeval Lord of Heaven quickly reached a conclusion. 'Perhaps this person fused with an origin-level bloodline?' he thought.

If such was the case…

Then this person's bloodline would be just enough to serve as one of the wolf teeth.

"Are you Zen?" asked the Primeval Lord of Heaven.

Earlier, when Decker reported to Emperor Charm, he had mentioned a new name to them.

A total of five humans had arrived. Apart from Yasamin, the old lady with greying hair, and the three familiar faces who were replicas of their real selves, the young man must be Zen from the earlier report, the Primeval Lord of Heaven figured.

"Yes, I am," Zen nodded.

"Okay, come up to me now."

He had been living in the Ghost Mountain for many years. While he wasn't as superior as the monkeys, they still needed his help, and had to show utmost respect for his words.

"Primeval Lord of Heaven! Have you forgotten me, my old friend?"

suddenly, the Eye Spirit chimed in.

It was no surprise — the Primeval Lord of Heaven had already noticed the Eye Spirit's presence.

But he refused to cast his eyes at the huge, floating eyeball until the latter spoke specifically to catch his attention.

As he firmly stared at the Eye Spirit, a grave, resentful feeling rose within the Primeval Lord of Heaven.

Ever since the 77th chaos, the human race had continued fighting against this enormous eyeball.

After failing to complete the Finale Way, they had retreated into the Other Shore where they continued the running battle.

Although they continued to fight, they suffered failure each and every time. Little by little, they were forced to retreat until the Ghost Mountain became their very last refuge.

Only in this way had the Primeval Lord of Heaven managed to lead the group of human heroes to survive.

Countless years had passed since he last saw the Eye Spirit.

The extended span of time should have been enough for an ordinary mortal to reincarnate hundreds of millions of times — it should have been enough to blunt any deep hatred. But even now, the Primeval Lord of Heaven could still barely conceal the killing intent in his eyes. "You've been trying so hard to enter the Night View Island, haven't you?" he asked.

"Not really, you're just a group of nobodies now," said the Eye Spirit ever so casually.

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