The Last Primal

In the battle earlier, Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva was totally countered because she was dealing with the elite warrior priest of the Ancient One's Elites.

If it was the successor of any other sect, they would have to consider if they could handle the bewitchment of the Holy Maiden of the demonic sects.

Countless years ago, there was a generation's Holy Maiden who even managed to bewitch a legacy disciple of all the top factions, even one of the Warrior Priests, the Reverends! The latter was totally subdued and joined the demonic sects, shocking the entire cultivation world!

That generation, the reverend forces turned into a laughing stock of the martial world. It was a dark stain in their holy history!

That was the reason why the Warrior Priests and Pure Maidens Sect had a longstanding feud that spanned beyond their different beliefs.

Ever since Aiden appeared, he was too composed despite seeing Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva's face; there was no ripple in his eyes.

It was only natural that Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva became suspicious. Turning around, Aiden's gaze shifted slowly on Sylvie.

Finally, his bold gaze landed on the Holy Maiden's flawless and almost breathtaking face, grinning.

"Woman, you're quite interesting. Are you hinting to me that you want to be my partner for the next hour or so?"

Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva furrowed her brows slightly. She was extremely familiar with the look that the burly man was giving off.

It was a kind of gaze that made her disgusted.

Seeing that, Aiden finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Holy Maiden avoiding him. Internally, he felt a tinge of guilt.

He had no other choice in order to hide his identity. He had to continue with his ploy.

"Why? You're unwilling?" Aiden's expression darkened.

Since he was acting, he had to go all the way.

Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva was stunned for a moment when she saw that the burly man was displeased. Instantly, she smiled with a charm that struck at one's soul and replied tenderly, "Please don't be angry, benefactor. There's been a misunderstanding and I mistook you for someone else."

"Let me express my apologies." With that, she bowed over with an apologetic look.

Aiden harrumphed coldly and did not say anything more.

With a flicker in her eyes, Sylvie asked again suddenly. "Are you not going to ask me who I mistook you for, benefactor?"

"No, I'm not interested."

Aiden waved it off and walked into the distance at an extremely fast speed while saying from far away, "I'm only interested in the Ancient One's Palace!"

"Ah what a coincidence! I want to head to the Ancient One's Palace too! Shall we go together?"

Sylvie Deva yelled from behind.

There was naturally no way Aiden would reply as he went silent, pretending to have heard nothing. They had only met and he was nearly exposed by her. If they were to travel together, she might truly see through his disguise!

Knowing how dangerous she would have been, he made up his mind, and without stopping he continued moving ahead, disappearing from Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva's line of sight in the blink of an eye.

When she saw that, Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva frowned slightly and murmured in deep thought. "Seems like it's not him. Too bad."

Aiden only slowed down after he was far away and heaved a sigh of relief.

"That woman is way too sharp…" Muttering softly, Aiden shook his head and flew towards the Ancient One's Palace that was at the center of the ancient battlefield.

…

Several hours later.

The Ancient One's Palace descended slowly. As it got closer to the ground, the aura that it exuded also turned increasingly terrifying.

For hundreds of miles around the range of the ancient palace, all the ancient living beings and remnant beasts have shifted away, not daring to linger near it.

Although countless years have passed, the remnant might of the Ancient One was massive and could still suppress the eight desolates while instilling fear in the demons!

"So, that's the Ancient One's Palace. It's truly impressive."

"The pressure is way too immense. Even though I'm at the late stage of Martial Knight realm, I don't even dare to head forth. It's hard to imagine the type of pressure that one has to endure if they start fighting within the perimeter of the Ancient One's Palace's shrouded area."

"Hurry, look! Is that a divine dragon that's etched on that stone pillar? It looks so realistic that it seems like it's alive!"

The appearance of the Ancient One's Palace attracted martial artists from all over the ancient battlefield.

One layer after another, everyone in that dense crowd looked up at the ancient palace that was in the middle of an electric ocean and a vortex of dark clouds with shocked expressions.

Not everyone was as logical as Tai Liu to be able to repress their curiosity to avoid being implicated in the bloodshed.

"Hmpf! I will give you guys three breaths worth of time to leave. Anyone who is still here after that will die!"

Right then, an icy voice sounded from outside the perimeter, carrying a sharp edge that could slice through everything!

Everyone turned over.

Behind them, a long-robed figure strode over with a sheathed long sword hanging casually from his waist. Twirling his long, slender fingers casually, he had a cold expression.

"How do we leave this place within three breaths?" Many martial artists frowned.

Yet the reply was unexpected and cold.

"One."

Expressionlessly, the long-robed figure lowered his head and declared.

"Who is that? He sure is arrogant!" Someone could not help but sneer.

"Two."

The long-robed figure remarked once more.

A sharp-eyed martial artist caught sight of the sect badge hanging from the person's waist and yelled with a shocked expression. "Sword Sect! He's probably the successor of Sword Sect, Hart Juo!"

A massive commotion broke out from the crowd the moment they heard the words 'successor of Sword Sect'.

Right then, Hart Juo's voice sounded once more.

"Three."

Unknowingly, his slender fingers were already on the hilt of the sword on his waist. Gazing coldly at the crowd in front of him, he said, "You've already missed your final opportunity."

*BUZZ!*

A peerless white flash shone.

Nobody could describe the speed and power of that slash.

The Startling Sword was bound to startle upon making its appearance!

In that instant, all the martial artists facing Hart Juo were blinded by that bedazzling sword beam and could not open their eyes.

The next moment, they felt their throats turn cold as a warm, sticky liquid started spewing outside with a nauseating stench!

It was fresh blood.

Dozens of martial artists that stood in front of Hart Juo fell at the same time. Collapsing to the ground, their throats were slit by the sword and they died, unable to rest in peace.

Almost everyone who came to the vicinity of the Ancient One's Palace were at the late stages of the Martial Knight realm and were rather capable.

However, those dozens of them died on the spot without even having the chance to take out their artifact weapons.

That was how terrifying the might of his single slash was!

The martial artist behind him were horrified as they took out protection treasures from their storage bags and crushed them instantly. Right after, they summoned their own weapons and defensive treasures such as shields and heart protecting mirrors before calming down.

*SWOSH!*

By the time they were prepared and looked ahead, Hart Juo had already vanished.

A gentle breeze blew across.

Hart Juo had already charged into the crowd with his Startling Sword!

A sword beam rose followed by a bloody flash. Some of the martial artists were cut in half with fresh blood spewing and countless nauseating internal organs flowing out.

Protection treasures were nothing but paper against Hart Juo's sword.

*CLANG!*

Just then, a martial artist defended the Startling Sword with his shield, and a crisp sound echoed upon the collision.

The joy in his eyes appeared for a brief moment before freezing on his face. With a dimmed gaze, his head tilted to the side as his life was cut away from him!

A white scar appeared on that person's shield and it broke into two by the time it fell to the ground.

A superior-grade defensive treasure artifact could not even withstand a single slash from the Startling Sword!

Many martial artists were terrified and fled into the distance, not daring to linger.

That was the terror of a sword master!

Although the spear reigned supreme in the world, not all martial artists who could use powerful artifact weapons were considered weapon masters.

For Hart Juo, a true sword master, their swords never left their hands and vice versa.

Sword masters were particular about the sword techniques, force, intent and focused on cultivating the Force of the sword so as to become one with the sword, to become one with the world and in fact, to become one together with the sword and world together!

Furthermore, among the many factions of the world, the Sword Masters of the Sword Sect, one of the most powerful sects, were the most famous.

The founder of Sword Sect was the number one Sword Emperor of the ancient era.