The Last Primal

Looking at the lonesome small [Draconic Skink] that hid underneath the veil of cloth hood that covered his exquisite face, the blood-robed figure cackled loud and stared straight down under the darkness as if he could see through all that smoke and mirror and gaze directly into Aiden's golden exotic gemstone-like eyes.

The madman's eyes were bright and burned with a feverish excitement and passion as he slowly uttered the words that shocked Aiden… As it wasn't spoken in any of this world's dialects but instead were uttered in Eora's common, that should only be known to any one of the arrived 'groups'!

"You! I have been waiting for you… for a long, long time!"

The moment he said that the unique blade hovering in front of the strange figure buzzed loudly, emitting an extremely intense killing intent that sent shivers down one's spine.

The lingering crowd who were originally standing beside Aiden dispersed in shock. Though they could not understand what the madman have just said, from the tone, and the undoubtedly strong killing intent that his blade radiated it was clear the two weren't the best of friends and that a showdown is imminent. Having already witnessed the might and cruel methods utilized by that crazy man, no one wanted to be caught in the crossfire of these two.

The blood-robed madman was called as Bair Yohren. Though the mystery of how he could talk in a language not known to this world was a mystery.

"I have been waiting for you… Warrior of that other world. Invader of our riches."

Bair Yohren's gaze was burning as he stuck out his grisly red tongue, revealing a set of pearly whites and a matching sinister smile. "Our meeting was long predetermined by the seers of our sect! I have been training for this very day all my life!"

Aiden did not move and asked with a calm expression. "You knew that I was coming?"

"Hehehe!" Bair Yohren replied delightedly. "Given your potential and methods, there's no doubt you will enter the last city of those small zealous reptiles. Furthermore, since you used the sword, you are a sword master and will definitely come to the Metal Tree Groove once you hear its legends."

The competition for the position to become the heir was extremely intense in the martial sects.

Almost all the current heirs got to their positions by trampling on countless corpses – none of them were common folks.

This was especially true for the Ruthless Sword Sect.

For a sect that established its roots through killing, the competition between fellow disciples was even more cruel! As the current heir of Ruthless Sword Sect, there was no way Bai Yohren could allow such a dangerous prophecy remain, and instill doubt in the hearts of the masses.

'A young otherworlder will come and shape the world's future by himself! Only by standing behind his rule can this world have a hope of survival!' Hmpf!

"[Slaric] Seems like the two of them have a deep feud?"

"[Slaric] What is the background of that man? How is he still alive and well despite having a feud with the young heir of Ruthless Sword Sect?"

Far away, the cultivators discussed in groups.

Bair Yohren's gaze darted past Aiden's waist and he could not help but scoff coldly when he did not catch sight of any sect's identifying badge hanging anywhere. "I don't care what your background is, today, I'm going to take your life to establish my own future! I will not let an outsider like you steal what's mine!"

"I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed." Aiden shook his head and responded with an indifferent tone. "Though I have no idea what animosity we have established and when did I earn such deep hatred…. I will not let anybody stand in my way!"

The moment he said that, the crowd fell into an uproar. Though they still could not understand a word they said, from the back and forth and the tone, it was clear there was some history between the two. And judging by the frown on the madman's face, this hooded young man had to be of either some great background, or with some substantial power to himself to make that crazy killer be wary of him.

"[Slaric] Did that man perhaps managed to defeat the heir of Ruthless Sword Sect before? Is that why they hate each other so much?"

"[Slaric] What's his background?"

"[Slaric] Pffft! Do you even need to ask? Isn't it obvious already?! He's definitely a paragon from one of the top sects!"

Without wasting a second word, Aiden stretched out his right hand and suddenly his dark, ebony curved blade, Rygintarth appeared in it. His internal energy churned wildly and the blade shone with an ominous dark light sending shivers to the weaker ones watching from the distance.

The fearsome strength, the overbearing power emitted by the mysterious blade in Aiden's hand was extremely similar to Bair Yohren's chilling, murderous aura!

"Hahaha! Good! Good sword you got there!"

Bair Yohren's eyes lit up and he burst into laughter. "That blade was practically custom-made for me! It will be my partner as I reach the top!"

"Heh… You really think a worthless mongrel like you is worthy of it?" Aiden scoffed, responding indifferently.

Rygintarth was his partner. She was more than just a blade, it was basically the only surviving piece of a distant history. A past where he was but a mere toddler, a child and still had his parents, his father and mother with him! Rygintarth was like a sister… no, more like an aunt, his father's sister that were now watching over him! They shared the same blood!

Apart from him, there was no one in this world, or any other for that matter that was worthy of wielding it!

With a wide sneer, Aiden's figure suddenly blurred as he lunged forward with a terrifying speed before stomping down as he reached in range. He landed on a reef in front of Bair Yohren and stopped.

*BOOOM!*

A terrifying force was unleashed causing the entire reef to explode at his wake.

The dark blade, Rygintarth descended from the sky and its dark beam exploded, engulfing Bair Yohren within it.

"[Slaric] Huh? What in the world happened just now?"

"[Slaric] Just how powerful he is to be able to actually challenge that vicious madmen of the Ruthless Sword Sect?!"

A wave of shock and astonishment could be heard from the crowd.

*Clang!*

Bair Yohren did not retreat nor dodge. He propped up his supreme-grade sword with both arms and retaliated with a backhand slash!

The sound of metal clashing overwhelmed the crowd's exclamations while silencing all their previous doubts.

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