The Last Primal

Reverend Jor Har's gaze swept past the burly man that Aiden was masking as and paused for a brief moment before landing on Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva's face as he sneered. "The situation will be even clearer after destroying the demonic sects."

"Fair?"

Seehto'ch Ku'gar shook his head. "There's no fairness to speak of in front of the Ancient One's Palace. Furthermore, fiends are evil beings that should be punished!"

"Little friend, if you see that the situation is not right, don't be stubborn and leave this place quickly!"

Suddenly, Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva extended her finger and poked Aiden's waist, whispering to him.

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"Huh? How does she know? Was I exposed somehow? Why was she calling me like that?"

Although Aiden was expressionless on the surface, he was internally shocked.

"Don't deny it! It's definitely you!"

"Do not even try to deny it! I can feel that this is not your real appearance! I'm sure you are that strange fellow from the stories! That… Aiden!"

Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva inched over and whispered. "You can't hide it from me. My instincts have always been keen."

"Miss, I don't know what you're talking about."

Aiden replied indifferently before shifting his gaze towards the dozen or so figures standing at the outer perimeter of the Ancient One's Palace.

All of those martial artists were white-haired and old.

Although their eyes were turbid and they seemed like they were at the end of their lives, there were still terrifying auras being exuded from them.

They were all similar to the old man before! Martial Grandmasters lying in wait, each assigned to protect his or her young master with the cost of his or her life if needed!

Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva commented as she noticed his gaze. "Don't worry, those old b*stards won't dare to strike given the circumstances. With this sudden stalemate, as long as one of the factions strike and make use of their peak Martial Grandmaster stage powers, the other old men from the other two factions would also be implicated. By then, all parties would suffer great losses and perish! None of them would want such an outcome."

The twelve martial artists of the righteous sects walked over slowly in two rows, keeping their eyes on the six people on the side of the demonic sects, Aiden included.

Hart You of Sword Sect targeted Shadow Raven of the Overlord Sect right away.

Seehto'ch Ku'gar of the Purple Firmament Sect targeted the heir of Illusion Fiend Cult as well.

It was a battle between the strong, the powerful!

The successor of Icewind Mountain was a cold-looking woman in white robes. She controlled a thin silvery needle with a frosty aura and specialized in penetrating through protective shields and armors. She radiated rich mana.

The lone priestess of the group, the only female Reverend, wielded a long sword that shimmered coldly.

The two female martial artists of the righteous side both set their sights on Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva right away!

"Seems like I will have to take care of that unknown person then."

The successor of the Majestic Sky Sect smiled faintly. With a wave of his sleeves, a wide, thick sword that shimmered with bright colorless lights tore through the air and headed straight for Aiden's head!

Sweeping his head, Aiden nodded to himself.

It was as expected of the top factions of this world. With powerful foundations, most of their paragons were in possession of powerful artifact weapons and treasures!

Aiden was not flustered at all when he flicked his hand and from the brightly glowing marking on his chest, an average looking broadsword appeared in his palms.

*CLANG!*

His thick blade trembled violently as it clashed against its opponent.

Though it looked average, it was a supreme tiered, high quality sword that he had found in the Ancient Burial Ground ruins.

Since he wanted to hide his identity, there was naturally no way Aiden would take out a weapon as signature as his ebony blade, Rygintarth. Otherwise, he would be exposed by Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva and Bair Yohren immediately.

Although he could not make use of Rygintarth, Aiden had no intention of concealing the secrets of the recently acquired sword technique, the Void Splitting Manual.

The reason for that was because he knew that apart from him, there was another successor who knew of those five stances in the martial world…

*SHING!*

The thick sword tore through the air and shone brightly with the coated mana it was enforced with. Like a blazing sun that was filled with boundless energy, it had an intimidating aura and arrived in an instant.

Aiden's expression did not change as the spirit energy in his body surged wildly, causing a pale golden luster to shine underneath his gray robes.

"Ha, so you are a piece of trash! Nothing worth watching!"

When Bair Yohren swept his gaze and caught sight of that, he could not help but sneer.

The other chosen heirs let out disappointed expressions as well.

On the other hand, the paragons of the righteous side looked more relaxed.

The burly man's energy he just released was only at the late stages of the Martial Knight realm. Whilst such martial artists were considered as rare geniuses in the martial world and normally it would be an astounding feat.

However, for the many paragons present, late stage of the Martial Knight realm martial artists were equivalent to trash that wouldn't be able to last for more than a couple of breaths in a massive head on fight as such!

Even for martial artists of other sects that were also at peak of the Martial Knight realm, they were far weaker than the successors of these top powers, let alone mere late stage Martial Knight realm warriors.

The demonic heirs were already frustrated given the fact that they were in dire straits. When they saw this, they were even more upset.

Shaori An of Cloud Rain Sect opened his folding fan and defended against two incoming thrown daggers while sneering with clear contempt. "Miss Holy Maiden, your judgment is truly getting worse!"

Among the paragons present, only two of them did not show any contempt.

One of them was the woman in question and the other was Reverend Jor Har who had suffered a loss in the hands of Aiden previously!

*CLANG!*

An ear-piercing sound of metal clashing echoed in the void.

Sparks flew by as Aiden swung his mighty broad sword against the incoming thick blade. Instantly, the internal energy coated on the sword was shattered by an immense force and dissipated on the spot!

*BUZZ!*

The sword quivered unsteadily, showing signs of falling.

"Huh?"

The expressions of a few paragons changed when they saw this.

"This…"

"Something isn't right!"

"Such burst of power… watch out! That man is a body tempered warrior!"

*SWOOSH!*

The burly man, Aiden had already vanished from the spot and within a couple of steps, he arrived in front of the successor of Infinite Sky Sect. His eyes shone brightly with a surging killing intent as he slammed down with his broadsword!

The mighty blade cut through the air at an extremely fast speed and it was so forceful that heat was emitting from the saber!

"So fast!"

The successor of Majestic Sky Sect realized that the situation was bad and his hair stood on ends as his pupils constricted.

He was too careless!

With that moment of carelessness, he had lost the initiative and was now the disadvantaged party who was in danger!

*SWOOSH!*

Slapping his storage bag on his waist, he swiftly pulled out a dark gold-colored circular shield and injected his internal energy into it, lifting it above his head as it swiftly expanded.

*CLANG!*

Another loud boom sounded when the thick broadsword clashed against the shield.

"Ugh!"

The light on the shield dimmed, as if the connection with its master was severed by Aiden's blade. With a dull grunt, the successor of the Majestic Sky Sect almost knelt onto the ground as his knees wobbled under the insurmountable pressure.

As he lifted his shield with one arm, the successor gripped his other hand into a fist that was surrounded by translucent energy. He threw a punch at Aiden's chest like a long spear!

This was the successor of one of the top powerhouses of the world, the Majestic Sky Sect, no matter what.

That was why he was still able to retaliate despite his current, rather dire circumstances.

"Don't do it! Watch out!"

Suddenly, Reverend Jor Har's voice sounded.

However, it was too late.

Aiden's eyes flickered with mockery when he saw the successor of the Majestic Sky Sect throw out a punch as he did the same and received the incoming punch with a punch of his own!

*BOOM!*

The two fists, like opposing asteroids in space, collided.

The unleashed force ruptured and the tides surged.

Instantly, color drained from the successor of the Majestic Sky Sect heir's face as bead-like sweat droplets started flowing down from his head.

*CRACK!*

A jarring sound of bones cracking echoed out.

A few paragons turned towards the sound instinctively and their expressions changed.

The successor of the Majestic Sky Sect's palm had already disappeared, turning into meat sludge that hung off pathetically on his wrist.