The Last Primal



That scene shocked all the martial artists in the ancient city!

The death of four Guardians in exchange for an opportunity to kill Aiden – that seemed like a price that was too heavy.

However, it had to be said that this was the only way to ensure that nothing went wrong!

That was because even if the six Guardians of Crystal Palace Sect joined forces, they might not have been able to kill Aiden.

Now, Demon Revealing Mirrors on the walls in all four directions were activated with Divine powers, forming a formation that targeted demons specifically. As such, Aiden was rooted to the spot motionlessly!

This power had far surpassed the strength of the Martial Master realm!

Even if a hundred pure-blooded ferocious beasts were to arrive, they would be turned into meat sludge!

In other words, if this was Aiden 20 years ago, he wouldn't be able to last 10 breaths!

"Hahahaha!"

Kher Melen's face was pale as he had lost a significant amount of blood after his arm was ripped off. However, he still reared his head in wild laughter and grit his teeth. "Aiden, why aren't you cocky anymore? So what if you're the strongest monster incarnate in history? You've still got to die under Crystal Palace Sect's Omnidirectional Demon Suppression Formation!"

Aiden's expression was dark and he remained silent.

Splash!

His bloodline was already channeled to its limits and echoed with the dull sound of a rising, raging tide.

Heads started bobbing everywhere.

Countless martial artists formed a wave of humans and encircled Aiden in the middle layer after layer.

All the martial artists wanted to personally witness the moment of the strongest monster incarnate in history's death!

Outside the crowd, a yellow-haired burly man stood at the side and gazed towards the center of the ancient city. Staring at the green-robed man who was rooted to the spot motionlessly, he could not help but pout his lips and mutter, "What a pity that such a monster incarnate of an entire generation has to die by a group's ambush."

"Although you suppressed me and forced me to be your mount, we can call off this grudge between us given that you don't have long to live."

The yellow-haired burly man was the Golden Lion in humanoid form.

The Golden Lion sighed and turned to leave, preparing to escape out of the city.

Not far away, a red fox squatted on the ground and swayed its huge, furry tail. It clutched its tiny paws tightly with a nervous look on its face.

It had eyes that resembled black gemstones, blinking at the green-robed man in the crowd with a layer of mist over them.

A moment later, the little fox reared its head and sniffed. Wiping away the tears in its eyes, it gazed at the Demon Revealing Mirror that was erected on the wall above it and emitted a scary column of light. A hint of resolve flashed through its eyes.

Pshew!

A streak of red light burst into the darkness and the little fox vanished.

In the crowd…

Lysabel Kela seemed like she had lost her soul and was squeezed and pushed forward by countless martial artists.

She had gone through way too many changes in the past two days.

Of more than a hundred Southern Duel Sect martial artists, she was now the only one left.

The martial artist whom she had regarded as a benefactor and even had affections towards was a demon that was despised by everyone.

She glared at the front squarely.

The green-robed man who was struggling bitterly against tens of thousands of people looked pitiful and tragic, like a trapped beast that had lost its fangs.

In fact, Lysabel Kela wanted to scream.

She wanted to scream that even though he was a demon, he had saved her life!

However, what would that do?

She could not change the situation at all.

The green-robed man wouldn't be able to escape death.

In fact, he would have to endure an unimaginable amount of humiliation before his death!

All the martial artists around her were worked up and yelled loudly.

"Kill him!"

"Drink his blood and consume his flesh!"

All those martial artists had scary looks in their eyes as they wished for nothing more than to rip Aiden apart!

"It's all my fault."

"If I hadn't suggested it, he wouldn't have come here, and neither would he have met with Crystal Palace Sect."

Lysabel Kela had a pained expression.

Coincidentally…

Her gaze met with Aiden's in midair.

Instantly, tears streamed down Lysabel Kela's face as she shook her head and muttered repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry…"

However, her voice was nothing compared to the clamor around her, and was drowned immediately.

Right then, Lysabel Kela caught sight of a smile.

Even despite the situation, the green-robed man smiled and seemed like he was consoling her!

She bawled loudly in tears.

…

Aiden retracted his gaze.

Lysabel Kela was not to blame for this.

Even without her, he would have definitely come here!

That was because he had said that he would make Crystal Palace Sect pay with blood!

The crowd not far away dispersed and a path appeared as Kher Melen strode over with a cold expression, clutching the area of his broken left arm.

Arriving ten feet before Aiden, Kher Melen stood firmly. His eyes were vengeful with a hint of ridicule as he glared down coldly before snickering sinisterly.

Aiden pursed his lips.

Given normal circumstances, he had a hundred methods of killing Kher Melen on the spot in less than a breath given this distance!

However, he was now suppressed by the power of the Omnidirectional Demon Suppression Formation and could not even lift his arm.

Kher Melen pushed down into the air with his palm.

The crowd gradually went silent.

Glaring at Aiden, he chuckled. "Beast, your martial power has already been destroyed, and your Inner Core is sealed. Right now, you're like fish on a chopping block that's waiting for me to cut up!"

"Since you broke my arm, I'll snap your limbs!"

Kher Melen slapped his storage bag and a saber appeared in his palm.

He injected spirit energy.

The saber trembled and shone with five spirit patterns.

A perfect artifact weapon!

Dragging the saber, Kher Melen looked at Aiden in a relaxed manner and was in no rush.

He was relishing this sensation.

Kher Melen circled around Aiden and sized up the latter. He gestured at Aiden's body and pretended to be in deep thought. "Hmm… where should I start?"

"Young Master Melen, how about letting out some blood first to share with everyone!"

"That's right! The blood of this monster incarnate must be delicious!"

Many martial artists in the crowd shouted.

"Alright, let's do that then."

Kher Melen was in a great mood.

Right then, Aiden turned his head and surveyed his surroundings. Due to the immense pressure on him, the sounds of bones cracking could be heard from his neck.

With a dark expression, Aiden smirked and revealed a set of pearly whites before remarking coolly, "I'm going to give all of you a final chance. This is a grudge between me and Crystal Palace Sect. Anyone that's unrelated should get lost now!"

"Bloody hell! This demon is trying to be cocky on the brink of death!"

"What a sharp tongue!"

"I say we should slap his mouth until it's battered first!"

Many martial artists sneered and mocked.

"Hehehehe!"

Lowering his head, Aiden let out a chilling laughter as the killing intent in his eyes intensified – it was almost materialized and could spew out!

The stars in the heavens above went into chaos, flickering constantly.

His killing intent was torrential and had affected the heavens!

Outside the crowd, the remaining Guardian of Crystal Palace Sect stood in midair. Sensing something, he reared his head and frowned.

Although he knew nothing about astrology, he knew that the chaotic alignments of the stars was an evil omen symbolizing that something big was about to happen!