The Last Primal



Under the lead of the Crystal Palace Sect martial artist, everyone from Southern Duel Sect arrived at the center of the ancient city and entered a majestic grand hall.

At that moment, there were many martial artists from various major sects and factions gathered in the hall.

Everyone from Southern Duel Sect did not stand out when mixed in the crowd.

Around them, there were many martial artists riding on ancient remnant beasts and it was bustling with the roars and cries of countless demon beasts.

In fact, some Martial Masters rode on ancient war chariots that were pulled by ferocious wyrms and some of them even stood on ancient ferocious birds – all of them looked imposing!

There was nothing special about Aiden riding on a Golden Lion.

"What's the reason why Crystal Palace Sect invited us to this banquet?"

"I've got no idea as well nor do I know what's the purpose of this banquet."

"I think that it should be for the monster incarnate of Holy Fire Island. They probably intend to have us help out and make contact with them the moment anyone sees any trace of that person."

The crowd was bustling with noise.

Any martial artist that was famous could gain a seat in the main hall.

Some of the itinerant martial artists or martial artists from minor sects merely stood outside the main hall and watched by the sidelines.

Kell Yue glanced at Aiden beside him and smirked, raising his head. "Young Master Aiden, if not for our Southern Duel Sect, you won't be able to enter at all given your status, got it?"

"Entering this main hall might not be a good thing either," Aiden remarked indifferently.

"Humph!"

Kell Yue scoffed coldly. Just as he was about to rebut, Lysabel Kela interrupted them and pointed to the side. "Hurry, look! Someone's heading over!"

Not far away, a group of martial artists arrived in the skies.

Their leader was a man in faint golden robes with hands behind his back. He had a dignified demeanor and sharp brows that complimented his sharp gaze, seemingly able to reflect a rainbow glass light through his eyes.

"That's Kher Melen of Crystal Palace Sect!"

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"So, that's him! I heard that after the death of the number one Perfected Being of the North Region, Jorl Wuya, 20 years ago, Kher Melen was the one who replaced the former."

Aiden's gaze turned cold at the mention of Kher Melen.

The Holy Maiden had told him previously that the one who led the martial artists to massacre the 13 cities of Great North was Kher Melen, one of Chaos Divine Being Tao Johr's disciples!

Shifting his gaze behind Kher Melen, Aiden narrowed his gaze.

Two old men with gray hair followed close behind, seemingly stiff in their movements. However, both of them gave Aiden an extreme sense of danger!

They were Guardians!

Those two old men were definitely Guardians of the Martial Grandmaster realm!

Aiden sneered internally.

In reality, although Guardians in the ancient battlefield were Martial Grandmasters that could release Divine powers, they did not pose much of a threat to him!

That was because the ancient battlefield was a pocket dimension that was unstable.

There were way too many restrictions for Guardians.

As long as they were to invoke the strength of Martial Grandmaster realm, they would cause a fluctuation, resulting in a dimensional tear that would devour them!

In other words, Guardians only had a single opportunity to attack.

If they failed, they would be the ones dead!

Behind the three of them were dozens of Martial Masters.

In the blink of an eye, Kher Melen and everyone else had already arrived at the foremost of the main hall. Surveying the surroundings and looking down at the many martial artists below, he let out a pensive smile.

"Everyone!"

Although Kher Melen's voice was neither loud nor soft, it echoed through the entire main hall.

The crowd gradually went silent.

"I'm sure everyone's curious about the intention of today's banquet,"

Kher Melen laughed and said, "Actually, it's nothing much. We just don't want to let everyone miss out on a good show."

The martial artists below revealed puzzled expressions.

Slowly, Kher Melen said, "I'm sure everyone has already heard that a monster incarnate appeared in the North Region. He's inhumane and murdered millions of martial artists, even declaring that he wants to kill off martial artists of Crystal Palace Sect."

"I've heard of him!"

"Holy Fire Island's monster incarnate!"

"I know! That man's name is Aiden!"

"Yes, I heard that he loves to wear green robes and looks like a scholar."

A series of voices sounded from the crowd.

The expressions of everyone from Southern Duel Sect changed as they turned around slowly to look at Aiden beside them by instinct.

The more Kell Yue listened, the more unnerved he became and his eyes flickered with uneasiness.

Aiden patted him gently on the shoulder and said with a gentle voice, "Don't be afraid."

Kell Yue shuddered and his hairs stood on end.

Kher Melen's gaze shifted towards the group from Southern Duel Sect and said with a fake smile, "Let me tell everyone… that monster incarnate is among you right now!"

The crowd was in an uproar!

Everyone from Southern Duel Sect was flustered and looked at Aiden in fright, retreating as quickly as they could to put distance between them and the latter.

Many martial artists followed Kher Melen's gaze and gradually noticed Aiden as well.

"It's him!"

"Holy Fire Island's monster incarnate!"

"He has truly come!"

In the blink of an eye, Aiden was isolated in the entire main hall.

Lysabel Kela was rooted to the spot, somewhat lost and dazed as she looked at Aiden, as though she could not manage to react.

Despite the circumstances, Aiden's expression was still calm. He turned around and asked gently, "Why aren't you leaving?"

"I don't know,"

Lysabel Kela shook her head with a conflicted expression. "I only know that you've saved me and is my benefactor. I can't…"

On the contrary, Kell Yue turned to Kher Melen after distancing himself from Aiden, declaring agitatedly with cupped fists, "Young Master Melen, I'm Kell Yue of Southern Duel Sect. I barely know this guy and I truly didn't know of his identity!"

"T-That's right! We don't know him at all!"

The other Southern Duel Sect martial artists chimed in and could not wish for more than to draw the line between them and Aiden.

"Beast!"

"We have to be cautious of everyone that isn't of our race!"

"Kill him as revenge for those millions of martial artists!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The crowd was fervent and excited.

Everyone had bloodshot eyes and wanted to rip Aiden up alive!

The group of martial artists formed a torrential force that was crushing. If it was anyone else, they would have broken down even before they were attacked!

Although the Golden Lion was a pure-blooded ferocious beast, it sprawled on the ground in fear at that moment and did not dare to move.

A single spirit art released by everyone present could destroy him without any corpse remaining!

It cried internally but no tears came forth.

However, Aiden was still calm.

There was an invisible and unparalleled aura shrouding him. In fact, it was not weaker compared to all the martial artists inside and outside the main hall!

"Hahahaha!"

Kher Melen reared his head in laughter and looked down at Aiden. "Aiden, to think that you would have the guts to enter this city! However, you're not qualified to fight against Crystal Palace Sect!"

Expressionlessly, Aiden surveyed his surroundings and said slowly, "This is a grudge between me and Crystal Palace Sect and has nothing to do with all of you. Anyone that doesn't wish to get involved should leave as soon as possible."

"Bullsh*t!"

Kell Yue hollered and declared righteously, "You're a demon so you're a common enemy of all martial artists in the world!"

Kher Melen sneered coldly and raised his voice, "Everyone, there's only a single dish in tonight's banquet… the flesh and blood of this monster incarnate! This man has a rich blood energy and his flesh contains a tremendous amount of life force essence which is a great tonic! Whether or not you get to enjoy this delicacy depends on yourselves!"

Many martial artists smacked their lips instinctively and their eyes shone with excitement.

"Well, well, well!"

Aiden nodded and commented indifferently, "Since that's the case, don't blame me for the massacre!"