The Last Primal

Aiden's eyes flashed with mockery as he shook his head slightly.

The disciples of these large powerful factions were truly different from the rest. They were not like the others.

"[Reptilian] What are you guys doing?" Aiden suddenly spoke up and asked indifferently.

"[Reptilian] Heh… I almost forgot about you. Senior Brother Pei has a message for you that he wished for me to deliver."

Turning around, Lion Whron let out a creepy smile and said slowly. "[Reptilian] Worm! Anyone I wish to kill will definitely die!"

At the same time, the other dark robed figure's gaze was cold also and he spewed his threat maliciously. "[Reptilian] Allowing you, a worthless piece of Carnosaur Turd a chance to be the Dark Lord's guard was an honor for you. Since you don't want it, prepare to die.

"[Reptilian] Ahahaha… How amusing!"

Aiden laughed and asked. "[Reptilian] Why didn't Pei Syriac and your idiotic young master come here themselves if they wanted my life? Why send you two for the job?"

"[Reptilian] There's no need to use a sledgehammer just to crack a nut!" The Dark Lord's Left Hand expression was filled with disdain.

Lion Whron sneered, "[Reptilian] Why does Senior Brother Pei have to deal with a nobody like you personally?"

"[Reptilian] HAHAHA!" Aiden laughed into the skies upon hearing these remarks. His laughter was deafening, shaking the void like a great bell.

Lion Whron and 'Mr. Left Hand' felt a slight stinging pain in their ears!

Abruptly in one second, just as he started it, Aiden had stopped laughing. His eyes were bright and filled with deep killing intent as he shouted. "[Reptilian] Worthless Wretches, disgusting vermin! The likes of you two actually think that you can have my life?"

"You! You're too arrogant! You think that you are fit to challenge me just because you've killed people like Elder Zhorl and Elder Loran?"

As a disciple of the Crystal Palace, Lion Whron was fearless as he took a deep breath and channeled his inner energy. Instantly, his deep mana reserves revolved madly and a faint light blueish hue shone beneath his robes and rumbled furiously with a steadily rising, mighty aura.

"[Reptilian] There's no need to say anything else. Die!"

Immediately Aiden strode forward and whipped out Rygintarth with a back hand. The fearsome dark beam expanded and enveloped Lion Whron and 'Mr. Left Hand'.

He channeled his [Soul Power] and his bones and tendons sounded together, rumbling with the sound of a mighty tsunami alongside thunderous cracking!

An ominous deep golden light shone on Rygintarth's ebony blade and burst forth into a blinding radiance, akin to a blazing sun. It shot through the void with a sharp edge!

The power of that slash was extremely strong and it was fast. Any other ordinary warrior, even if they were similar to the Archbishops or the top notch sect disciples, would have been shocked.

However, Lion Whron and Left Hand were unimpressed and they even had mocking expressions.

​ "[Reptilian] Is this all you can do? How pathetic."

Loran Whron stood on the spot and chanted the mantra. Each time he said a single word, his body's aura would change slightly. Until the end, Loran Whron's muscles seemed like they were veiled with a mysterious luster, brightly shining and without flaws and any impurities!

At the same time, Loran Whron's arms shone with a faint milky white light. The energy took the shape as a pair of bracers! It was a supreme artifact weapon, similar to what Brother Pei used!

Cystal Palace specialized in one's body's temperament and if one cultivated the sect's secret manual to its max, their body, eyes and heart would be firm like stone. One could stay, as strong and resilient as a crystal! They would be indestructible, flawless, undying, immensely strong and could fight against ferocious beasts with their bare hands!

Therefore, disciples of Crystal Palace mostly used weapons such as gloves or bracers. Although bracers were rarely seen nowadays, they were not to be underestimated.

Bracers were extremely flexible and when equipped on one's arms, could be used both defensively and offensively, allowing one to use their arms like their fingers.

Swiftly, Loran Whron neither retreated nor dodged. He buckled his knees slightly, shifting his center of gravity downwards as he propped up his arms to receive the incoming strike from Rygintarth.

*Clang!*

The sound of metal clashing rang through out.

Loran Whron's figure turned shorter as his feet sank deep into the ground. However, he was not pushed backwards nor did his expression change. As for Rygintarth, she rebounded highly against the tremendous force.

Aiden narrowed his eyes and his heart skipped a beat. On the surface, this was an even exchange. But in reality, he took the initiative and his blade was of a higher grade than Loran Whron's bracers!

Yet, he did not gain any advantage despite such circumstances.

"[Reptilian] This will not be as simple as I expected…" Aiden realized then and there that he might not be able to defeat this person quickly and could not help but shift his gaze towards the other, dark robed guy who was not far away.

After that slash, Aiden used the remaining momentum of Rygintarth as it was repelled to redirect towards the Left Hand of the Malefic Demon Clan at the side. The ebony beam was blinding with a nauseating smell!

Aiden wanted to make use of a ferocious burst attack to kill this one first before dealing wholeheartedly with Loran Whron later on.

"[Reptilian] Hehehe!"

As though he had sensed Aiden's killing intent long ago, Left Hand let out an odd chuckle and activated his mana emitting the same blueish light to shine on his body. The aetheric energy surged as he opened his mouth, spitting out a black smoke that gushed in an illusory and malefic manner!

Even though Aiden's vision was considered supreme against all other mortal beings, and he could continously evolve it through absorbing new life essence, he found himself shocked! He felt his vision go black against the black fog. In that moment of daze, he lost track of his opponent.

Master and blade seemed to have entered a quagmire in this mass of malefic energy and Rygintarth could barely be moved. The malefic energy enveloped and rapidly corroded the blade, causing its inner light to dim while the ebony beam on the blade showed signs of weakening.

"[Reptilian] Hmmm… It wouldn't be that easy." Aiden harrumphed and held blade horizontally across his chest. Channeling more of his [Soul Power], a ball of blazing golden energy appeared in his palm and he swiped it across Rygintarth.

The power of the energy ball was the most majestic and could purge off evil – it was the most effective against such malefic energy.

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