From Cellar to Throne: Zen's Quest for Immortality

"Hum, despite being at the organ refining level, you are physically hard. Nonetheless, you are going to die here today. I will refine your body when you die to compensate for my losses!" said Evil Lan. With these words, he swooped toward Zen with a burst of shadows.

"Ping!" The sword cut Zen.

Another incision was seen on him. A moment later, blood gushed from Zen's wound

"Bang!"

"Bump!"

Every time Evil Lan attacked him, a terrible wound could be seen on Zen's body.

The situation was disheartening for Zen. Although he was physically strong, he was not as fast as Evil Lan. With the advantage of speed on Evil Lan's side, Zen felt that there was a very real chance that Evil Lan might kill him.

In this case, he had no choice but to take a risk!

He had beaten someone who was half-way to mastering the nature level? Considering that Zen only had the strength of a person at the organ refining level, this was undoubtedly a very difficult feat. Evil Lan had depleted the fire inside his body, as he had been refining for nearly a day and a night. And then, he had been attacked by Zen.

In this case, he had still counterattacked successfully. If Zen reacted a little slower, his neck would have been broken by Evil Lan. In that case, Zen would have died, not Evil Lan.

Life was so unpredictable! It was impossible to figure out when and where disaster would strike.

It took a moment for the development to sink in. Zen had just defeated a notorious nature level master, with his bare hands.

Zen congratulated himself before calming down. He needed to check the eight living people pinned to the weapon refining furnace. When Zen began walking toward them, it looked like they were dead. It almost seemed as though their flesh and blood had been sucked away from their bones. When he went to investigate the iron cages closer, Zen saw that those people had been burned to death by Evil Lan’s fire. Their bodies looked so horrible that Zen closed his eyes and turned away. “Poor people!"

Zen silently mourned for the people in his heart. After composing himself, Zen began wandering around the vast cave. Although he had examined the cave twice now, he saw nothing of value except some broken copper and iron.

Now in the center of the cave, Zen frowned as he thought about what he had found. If a general weapon refiner was wealthy, then an established weapon refiner like Evil Lan could not be so poor. There must be some treasures!

After searching for a while longer, a thought occurred to Zen. He rushed to the hole and dragged Evil Lan's body out. Evil Lan's body had now become a skeleton. There was not a single part of the body that was left intact.

Zen's gaze fell on Evil Lan's right hand. On the middle finger was a black ring.

An idea spurred Zen to reach for the ring from Evil Lan's middle finger. However, as soon as Zen touched the ring, a sense of coolness enveloped his fingers.

Sure enough, this was a space ring!