The Last Primal

The sky and earth collapsed.

Endless firestorms descended from the skies and the ground ripped apart, causing scarlet lava to gush out; the vast land was filled with ugly scars, and corpses were strewn everywhere!

The blood bats cried endlessly upon entering that endless Hell and they disappeared before they could even get close.

A look of panic flashed through the Clan Lord's eyes.

*Swoosh!*

In a flash, the black-robed man had already arrived before the Clan Lord.

He slashed in a reverse fashion at an extremely fast speed and the sound of spirits, ghosts` wailing could be heard as his sword seemed to have sliced through the void.

The Clan Lord felt his heart skip a beat. With no time to think, he could only receive the attack with his bone staff.

*Scree!*

A jarring sound was let out as the saber glided across the bone staff.

A faint imprint was left on the bone staff!

The Clan Lord shuddered and a mouthful of dark blood rushed up his throat before he swallowed it back forcefully.

Although, he was of one of the primordial races, a bonafide living myth, an immortal, his species, that held no name anymore did not have strong physiques, and neither did they specialize in melee combat. They were more of a ranged, caster type. A dealer from the shadows.

The Clan Lord was already severely injured from that single slash.

With each breath he took, he could taste the damp stench of blood and feel a ripping pain in his lungs!

It was proof that his organs were already injured!

If the battle continued, it may very likely result in irrecoverable wounds for him.

The Clan Lord burst in retreat and waved his bone staff, setting up faint green layers of barriers before him.

As if oblivious to them, the black-robed man charged at them readily.

*Crack!* *Crack!* *Crack!*

The faint green barriers shattered repeatedly and could not stop the black-robed man at all.

The black-robed man's gaze was icy cold and his killing intent was chilling as he moved like a phantom!

Sensing the killing intent of the black-robed man, the Clan Lord was finally nervous and shouted with widened eyes. " You vile Asura, I'm not someone your filthy hands can touch and defile! If you dare take my life, you will bring about destruction for Asura Sect!"

Aiden was secretly alarmed when he heard that.

The tone of the Clan Lord was extremely tough and firm, as if he truly meant it.

Could there truly have been super sects that were destroyed by the Primordial Ancient Races on this gods' forsaken world?

"Hmpf! Do you think that a remnant of old times like yourself is enough to threaten me?"

The black-robed man took a stride forward with a frosty glare and slashed at the Clan Lord once more.

*Clang!*

Although the Clan Lord managed to defend against it, he could not endure it anymore and spat out a huge mouthful of blood. His organs had shifted positions and were almost ruptured!

The words 'remnant of the witch race' caused a commotion in the crowd.

In the martial world, ferocious beasts that had impure bloodlines were called remnant beasts.

In other words, the Clan Lord was not completely considered as someone of the legendary ancient races and could only be considered as a half being! A remnant creature, a filth so to say.

Suddenly, Aiden recalled that back then at the primordial ruins, the divine dragon said something similar, berating that the Clan Lord had an impure bloodline and was merely a bastard child.

The Clan Lord's expression turned extremely harrowing after the black-robed man exposed his background.

The black-robed man sneered. "Notwithstanding the fact that you're a remnant of the old races and thus an enemy of all those living today, even if someone who was truly of those filthy races came forth, I would dare to kill him as well! There's no one in this world that I, Ward Atrez, wouldn't dare to kill!"

It was only at this moment that Aiden knew that the name of the terrifying expert from a thousand years ago was Ward Atrez.

The Clan Lord did not dare to linger and bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of essence blood to release his secret skill.

He turned into a streak of light and fled into the distance at an extremely fast speed!

"Where can you run to?"

Ward Atrez's eyes lit up with a dark glint. He slashed forward and it seemed to cross the voids, landing heavily on the Clan Lord.

There was nowhere to escape!

"Pfft!"

A stream of blood gushed out.

The Clan Lord's body was split into two instantly!

His Essence Spirit left his body and hovered in midair – it was a little man that shone with a dim blood light and looked exactly the same as his physical body.

"Blood Tribute!"

The Clan Lord's Essence Spirit escaped and let out a spirit consciousness fluctuation.

The Essence Spirit traveled through villages where there were countless innocent mortals. There were farmers who were plowing the fields, muscular men who were chopping firewood, mothers preparing to cook, and children who were playing merrily…

All of those living beings suddenly froze, as though they were engulfed by some mysterious power!

In the blink of an eye, their bodies withered at a visible speed, turning into streaks of blood light as their life forces surged into the Essence Spirit that was escaping in midair!

The eyes of the Clan Lord's Essence Spirit shone brightly as it recovered rapidly.

Everyone from Azure Myst Sect was heartbroken at the sight of that!

Hundreds of thousands of innocent mortals were met with the calamity, turning into dried corpses, and died in miserable manners. It was a truly miserable, and tragic scene that was playing out.

Ward Atrez chased in pursuit with his sword and took huge strides, crossing through the voids.

Unfortunately, the distance between them increased further and further.

When Quasi Divines lose their bodies and were left with their Essence Spirits, although their combat strength were weaker, their speeds were at least doubled without the restrictions of their flesh!

Furthermore, the Clan Lord released the evil Blood Tribute technique and replenished a massive amount of energy, allowing him to escape from Ward Atrez's pursuit before long.

"Mark my words Asura! One day… one day, I will definitely make you pay for destroying my physical body today! Hahaha!"

The blood light disappeared into the horizon, leaving nothing but sinister laughter.

Blood Crow Clan's Lord fled more than a thousand meters away.

The remaining martial artists were dumbfounded.

This was supposed to be a calamity for Azure Myst Sect and yet, the tides turned immediately after the appearance of a martial artist!

The advantage of Blood Crow Clan and the other four major sects had disappeared entirely.

Aiden's gaze burned bright like a torch and he swept past the crowd. He could not find Mighty Being Cain Khoren and sneered internally. "You sure are quick to run."

Many martial artists yelled and fled everywhere.

The Blood Crow Clan Lord gazed above the clouds at that terrifying figure standing in midair. He had a venomous look that lingered for a brief moment before he turned to escape.

All of a sudden!

"Hmm?"

Ward Atrez turned around and his gaze was extremely sharp, landing on the Blood Crow Clan Lord instantly!

"You still dare to harbor killing intents towards me?"

Instantly, the Blood Crow Clan Lord felt chills run down his spine and his limbs went cold – the blood within his body seemed to have stopped flowing!

"You sure are bold!"

A massive shout echoed through the clouds, reverberating through the ears of many martial artists in a deafening manner!

Immediately after, a gigantic saber beam descended from the skies and swept through the void, as though it wanted to slice the world apart!

*Boom!*

The ground shook and the mountains trembled!

The sword beam burst into the crowd that was escaping and blood mist spewed everywhere.

The Blood Crow Clan Lord had just transformed to his true self and was about to fly into the skies when he was cut down by Ward Atrez's slash without a corpse left!

Long blood-colored ravines were left at the foot of Azure Myst Sect as a torrential killing intent surged into the skies. They were filled by countless corpses and looked terrifying, like blood scars on the ground that everyone was forbidden to enter!

More than 10 Martial Grandmasters died at the very least because of that slash.

There were even more Golden Cores and Martial Knight martial artists that were beside the blood ravines and died, unable to withstand the killing qi that was sent forth from the blade!

Finally, Azure Myst Sect's calamity came to an end after Ward Atrez's slash.

The martial artists of Azure Myst Sect that survived felt a sense of relief after a major calamity.

However, immediately after, when they saw the corpses that were strewn at the foot of the mountain, they felt a tragic sadness.

All of those were their sect mates!

They had grown up together in Azure Myst Sect, training and slaying evil while protecting the masses for many, dozens, and even hundreds of years…

But now, many of them were dead because of a massive battle and they could never hear from them ever again.

This was the martial world which was incomparably cruel.