The Last Primal

Right in front of everyone, that burning golden bone palm penetrated the Illusion Fiend Cult's Guardian Elder's body with ease.

It did not pause at all, similar to how a blazing steel sword would pierce a thin veil.

In the blink of an eye, Illusion Fiend Cult's Guardian Elder was devoured by the flames.

The next moment, he turned into ashes!

A Martial Grandmaster was incinerated to ashes by that terrifying flame in less than a second without any corpse left!

Complete silence ensued within a thousand meters from the Ancient One's Palace.

All the martial artists felt an inexplicable sense of repression as their chests stuffed up, making breathing difficult.

"Look!"

Someone from the crowd exclaimed.

Without the need for any reminders, everyone's gazes landed on that golden bone palm.

At that moment, the void around the golden bone palm began to distort after being burned by the intense flames. A series of tears appeared, gusting with sinister winds!

The space-time tear began its assault on the burly man himself as well!

Everyone gasped.

This meant that the flames on that palm had already reached the level of a Martial Grandmaster's power!

A sinister aura gushed out from the dimensional tear.

The flames on the golden bone palm flickered against the sinister wind, lasting for a moment before finally extinguishing.

Right after, all the martial artists watched with alarmed gazes.

The dimensional tears that appeared around the golden bone palm devoured it but spat it back out!

It was spat out intact!

The ripping power of the dimensional tear was incomparably strong, to begin with and could tear the bodies of Martial Grandmasters or even stronger beings, Quasi-Divine entities apart.

The moment one was dragged away by the dimensional tear, they would endure an incredibly horrific wild current of the void. Even Quasi-Divine beings or perhaps early-stage Divines would have their Essence Spirits destroyed without any corpses remaining!

Legend has it that only mighty patriarchs could endure the wild currents of the void and travel through it freely.

Yet, the dimensional tear could not devour that golden bone palm!

After it was taken in and washed by the wild currents, it was still intact!

What exactly was that?

That was not the bone of a mortal being! That burly man couldn't be a mortal!

Holy Fire Island's successor, golden bone palm flames… all the clues seemed to lead towards a certain truth.

"Could… the legend… be for real?"

Sword Sect's Guardian Elder shuddered uneasily, as though he had just recalled something frightening.

"What legend?!"

The other Guardian Elders looked towards him one after another.

"Do you guys know of the origins of Holy Fire Island?"

Sword Sect's Guardian Elder asked instead.

Another Guardian Elder replied with a frown. "Initially, Holy Fire Island was just a lone island on the surface, overseas. Legend has it that in an unknown era long ago, the skies rained with heavenly fire and the firmaments collapsed. Among that one, such pillar burst down scorching the entire island in one go. Yet for some reason instead of being annihilated like it should have been, the entire island was given a strange rebirth and has reemerged anew from the divine judgment."

"Thereafter, the island was named as the Holy Fire Island."

At that point, the Guardian Elder suddenly paused. As though he recalled something as well, he was shocked and asked slowly. "You mean to say…"

"That legend was too long ago and has always been spread through the mortal world. It was created by storytellers, there's no way it can be true, right?" Another Guardian Elder refused to believe it.

Could it be that the Holy Fire Island's successors were not mere mortal beings anymore but something more?

In the martial world, there had never been accurate records about the existence of such people in the world.

Nobody had seen anyone from Holy Fire Island for so long and the only things left were figments of the legends.

Prior to this, if anyone said that there was a pure-blooded living being in the world that possessed a might comparable to a True Divine God, nobody would believe it.

But now, the Guardian Elders present went silent.

Suddenly, Overlord Sect's Guardian Elder said. "In the ancient manuals of our sects, there's a legend about the divine race. It's said that the divine race is a mighty race that's even comparable in strength to the guardians. They wield the strongest and most frightening flames in the universe and can incinerate all living beings!"

"Male divines are called Bulls while female phoenixes are called Does. Pure-blooded divines, also known as True Divines, are reborn through the Holy Fire each time they incinerate themselves and become even stronger!"

"Therefore, in the entire world, be it in the martial or mortal world, it is said that they are the true Gods of this world. Born pure and powerful, destined to soar high in the heavens!"

Another Guardian Elder asked. "What's the difference between the two?"

Overlord Sect's Guardian Elder replied. "The ancient manuals recorded not that much about this mysterious race. It is said that the Divnes would always leave something behind during each rebirth. When the male bull is bathed in flames, he leaves behind a drop of its divine essence blood. When the undying female doe is bathed in flames, she leaves behind a piece of its divine soul!"

At that point, everyone felt their hearts skip a beat.

They made the connection between this person from the Holy Fire Island and his golden bone palm with the terrifying flame that was burning on it – they were close to the truth!

"You mean to say that this brat is actually… A true divine himself and is currently undergoing…"

A Guardian Elder exclaimed unable to finish his line of thought.

If that were the case, it would explain most of the strangely powerful, indomitable body of the young lad, as well as his incredible prowess.

In that case, it would naturally explain why the dimensional tear was unable to devour that bone and why the wild currents in the void could not destroy it!

It would make sense for the divine bone palm to be a true divine object!

Even a mighty patriarch would be tempted to get his hands on it!

*Swoosh!* *Swoosh!* *Swoosh!*

The Guardian Elders had a tacit understanding and set their sights on Aiden's right hand; they could not conceal the greed in their eyes.

All of them were Martial Grandmasters reaching the end of their lifespans.

Now that they were sent into this horrible battlefield with the successors of their respective sects, it was partly due to the threat that they would be able to provide.

On the other hand, all of them harbored thoughts of seeking out opportunities or treasures to increase their lifespans so that they could continue training and cultivating and hope to break through to the mythical Quasi-Divine realm!

Since the divine phoenix bone was an object left behind by the undying Huang's rebirth through nirvana, it would definitely possess unimaginable divine power and if they could get their hands on it, they might be able to extend their lives!

Although Aiden was able to kill Illusion Fiend Cult's Guardian Elder with the golden bone palm, his internal injuries had yet to heal up and his vitality was still draining, almost completely depleted.

Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva was in a similar condition.

To everyone, Aiden and Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva were two dead people.

All they had to consider was how they were going to get their hands on the divine bones in the ensuing fight after severing Aiden's hand from his body!

However, before they could even decide what to do…

Suddenly, a beam of light shot out from the Ancient One's Palace's entrance, descending upon Aiden.

A massive power sucked Aiden, causing him to rise slowly.

"Go on. If you manage to survive, I hope… you can still remember me…"

Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva tilted her head and leaned in Aiden's embrace like a weak girl. Although her eyes were filled with sadness and reluctance, she faked a smile nevertheless.

Aiden did not say anything but he did not let go.

Throughout history, there would only be a single successor chosen for the Ancient One's Palace's appearance.

Right now, as long as Aiden let go of Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva, he would be able to enter the Ancient One's Palace rightfully.

However, he knew that if he were to let go, she would definitely have no chance of surviving!

Aiden did not care about the relationship between Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva and himself or ponder about what it meant to be her chosen mate.

The only thing he knew was that if Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva had not sacrificed herself to buy time for him earlier on, he would have been killed by the Guardian Elders of Formless Monastery and Illusion Fiend Cult and would not have lasted till now!

He held onto Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva obstinately and refused to let go.