The Last Primal



A group of Martial Grandmasters discovered to their shock that the forest before them was gradually thinning.

Everyone gazed into the distance.

The path ahead was clear!

"Haha! That lad chose a wrong path in his panic and escaped out of the mountain range!"

The Perfected Lords roared in laughter and chased endlessly.

If they left the forest, it would mean that Aiden's final hope at escaping would be gone.

The Perfected Lords witnessed Aiden sprint furiously into a small town closest to Iron Mountain Range before entering a room in a mansion and never appearing again.

"Everyone, hold on. Let's not get careless. There might be some reason why that lad escaped here," Someone stopped the group with a doubtful expression.

"Brother Li, you're giving too much credit to this lad,"

Someone at the side chuckled softly. "Take a look at what's in that mansion."

"A corpse?"

Someone came to a realization. "I've got it! That must be his brother's corpse!"

"That's right. After knowing that he has nowhere to run, the lad has most likely returned to this place so that he can die with his brother."

A Martial Grandmaster declared confidently, "This is what it means by returning to one's roots. If I'm not mistaken, this small town should be where the lad was born!"

"It's highly possible."

"Let's go!"

The Martial Grandmasters emanated with sharp auras as they barged into the small town.

With the huge commotion, the citizens that chose to remain in the town were long awakened.

Everyone had frightful expressions, hiding in their houses not daring to make any sound.

"Granny, what are you afraid of?"

In a dilapidated house, a naive sound of a child echoed.

Although the voice was weak, the Martial Grandmasters in midair heard everything loud and clear.

"Shh!"

The old lady raised her finger and whispered in a hushed tone, "Child, don't speak! You will die if the immortals are offended!"

"Why?"

The child asked with widened eyes of curiosity, "Why would the immortals be offended? What did I do?"

"Sigh, there's no need for any reason for immortals to be offended."

The old lady sighed. "Dozens of years ago, there was a scholar in this town who was nearly burned to death in flames because he did not kneel down to the immortals!"

"Ah!"

The child exclaimed, seemingly scared.

The old lady clutched the child's mouth hurriedly and broke out in cold sweat.

When she released her hand slowly a while later, the child had a pensive look before whispering, "Granny, there are also good and bad immortals! The immortals who kill without reason are bad immortals!"

There was a boom.

The roof above the both of them was torn away all of a sudden!

A hundred mighty figures stood in midair and looked down at the both of them coldly.

The old lady hugged the child tightly with frightful eyes and shivered.

A Martial Grandmaster barked coldly with a menacing gaze, "Talking bad about immortals behind our backs is a crime punishable by death!"

Suddenly, there was a creak, and a door opened in a mansion not far away. A refined-looking scholar strode out with long green robes.

The scholar who arrived with a fresh set of gray robes was Aiden who had escaped here.

The attention of the hundred Martial Grandmasters were drawn over immediately.

The old lady could not see what was going on outside and merely hugged the child tightly in her embrace.

"You're finally willing to show yourself, little beast?"action

Many Martial Grandmasters stood in midair and looked down at the mansion not far away, sneering in mockery.

Aiden had an indifferent expression and walked down the stone steps into the courtyard. He gazed silently at the old man beneath the peach blossom tree with deep sorrow in his eyes.

The old man's eyes were closed and he had a peaceful expression, as though he was in a deep sleep.

The furnace made of red clay burned and flickered.

There was a bowl of wine remaining above that was still warm.

Aiden was oblivious to the encirclement of the hundred Martial Grandmasters and walked towards the furnace. He lifted the remaining bowl of wine and finished it in a gulp!

"This wine is truly fragrant,"

Aiden muttered softly.

Those were the old captain's last words.

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A Martial Grandmaster hollered, "If you surrender and hand over the divine phoenix bone along with your demonic martial arts technique now, we can leave you with a full corpse!"

"Otherwise, I'm going to burn your brother's corpse into ashes!"

Aiden remained silent as he looked at the hundred Martial Grandmasters in midair with a hint of mockery.

Another Martial Grandmaster laughed sinisterly. "Also, after today, nobody here shall be spared!"

His voice spread through the entire small little town.

Exclamations sounded one after another in the houses.

In fact, the faint sound of women and children sobbing and yelling could be heard in some of the mansions as fear slowly grew in the hearts of everyone in the small town.

In the dilapidated house, the old lady rubbed the child's back and consoled him in a hushed voice. However, there were two streams of warm tears running down her face.

In the face of martial artists, the lives of mortals were like grass and they were completely helpless!

This was their lives.

They could do nothing.

An old man clutched his walking stick and wobbled out of his room. He kowtowed towards the mighty figures in midair and said in a tragic voice.

"Exalted Immortals, please take pity on us. I'm an old man who doesn't have long to live. I can die without regrets no matter how you want to punish me. However, there are more than 3,000 women and children in the small town. Please take pity on us and give them a chance to live!"

The old man had a heart-wrenching expression as he sobbed in misery.

However, the hundred Martial Grandmasters in midair had cold expressions. Some of them ignored him, some of them looked at him with mockery and there were even some that laughed coldly.

"How irritating!"

A Martial Grandmaster hollered loudly with a look of impatience.

The old man heard a boom in his ears and felt dizzy, falling head-first to the ground.

"Hahaha!"

The Martial Grandmaster roared in laughter. "You guys can only blame this town for giving birth to a monster incarnate, a beast! He's the one that implicated all of you!"

"Hais."

Right then, a cold sigh sounded from the courtyard.

"Since you're all here, don't leave."

Aiden said indifferently, "Activate!"

Buzz!

Whoosh!

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Instantly, heaven and earth shook!

An evil gust of wind surged above the firmaments and lightning flashed. The shine of the moon and stars was bedazzling as a frightening and sinister energy descended all of a sudden to envelop the small town.

"Ah!"

To the horror of the hundred Martial Grandmasters in midair, they discovered that they could not use their Essence Spirits!

An extremely beguiling energy had restricted their Essence Spirits firmly!

The reason why Martial Grandmasters were strong was that they could manipulate the energy of the universe after cultivating their Essence Spirits. In other words, that was the legendary Divine power.

The crux to using Divine weapons and arts was their Essence Spirit!

Once their Essence Spirits were locked, the Martial Grandmasters had practically lost their strongest means!

"It's a formation! A formation!"

A Martial Grandmaster exclaimed loudly in a flustered manner.

"Shut up!"

Someone else berated, "Everyone can tell that it's a formation! But what formation is it exactly?"

Given their experience, all of them naturally knew that they had fallen into an ambush given the situation.

A Martial Grandmaster took a deep breath and tried his best to compose himself. "I've dabbled a little into formation techniques before. If I'm not wrong, this should be the Ancient Essence Lock Formation of the ancient era. However, this ancient formation has been lost for a long time, how is it…"

All of a sudden!

A mist shrouded the surroundings of the small town.

Those that were standing inside the city streets could no longer see what was going on outside!

The small town had been isolated completely!

"Another formation?"

"This should be a trap formation to prevent us from escaping!"

"What! The gall of him! What is he trying to do?"

"Even with our Essence Spirits locked, we can still make use of spirit energy. Our combined force isn't something he can deal with singlehandedly!"

Before his words were finished, a bedazzling glow burst forth from the small town and a series of light barriers shone with mysterious emblems etched on them.

"Ah!"

"A third formation!"