The Last Primal

This man had way too many tricks up his sleeves!

They seemed to be endless.

Suddenly, a ridiculous thought flashed through the minds of some people.

Could this monster incarnate manage to escape alive?

Impossible!

Those martial artists denied the thought.

There were so many Martial Grandmasters here that have long sealed every single escape path of Aiden. No matter if he wanted to fly up above or burrow down beneath, there was no way that man would be able to escape alive!

More than five kilometers away from the Great Forbidden Ruins, a middle-aged man stood in the air.

The man's complexion was a faint golden color and his hands were behind his back, exuding a shuddering aura. Gazing in the direction of a particular direction, his eyes shimmered, seemingly in deep thought.

All of a sudden!

The middle-aged man's expression changed as he slapped his storage bag and withdrew a Destiny Talisman before looking at it intently.

The Destiny Talisman was already shattered.

Like dust, the fragments slipped through his fingers and dispersed.

"Wh… at?!"

The middle-aged man hollered with widened eyes spewing with killing intent.

"Whoever killed my grandson, I'll make sure you are torn into pieces and burned into ashes!"

Spinning around, the middle-aged man sped towards the direction of the Great Forbidden Ruins in a flash, vanishing at the edge of the horizon before long.

On the battlefield.

The old man from Crystal Palace Sect had an extremely terrible expression!

For this trip, Crystal Palace Sect sent two Martial Masters.

Notwithstanding Jorl Wuya's death, even Pei Syriac was murdered and it happened right in front of him!

Although Jorl Wuya was a Martial Master, his status in the sect and in the hearts of the elders was much more important than ordinary Martial Grandmasters!

The sect had raised Jorl Wuya as a titular disciple.

Naturally, he would be punished when he returned to the sect with news of Jorl Wuya's death!

Right now, the only thing he could do was to try and make up for it by bringing Aiden back to the sect. That way, he might have a sliver of a chance of avoiding punishment.

"Little beast, let's see how much longer you can maintain your cockiness!"

The old man from Crystal Palace Sect hollered and strode forward, extending his arm to capture Aiden alive.

"Hehe!"

Suddenly, the Mighty Lord of Dark Ghost Sect sneered sinisterly, "This little beast slewed my disciple. I'm going to take his arm as compensation!"

Swash!

Dark Ghost Sect's Mighty Lord's spirit consciousness shifted and turned into a sinister sword that cut towards Aiden's right arm.

His intent to sever the right arm was merely an excuse to gain some of his flesh and blood in hopes of gaining some of his unique bloodline for themselves.

Of the Martial Grandmasters present, the old man from Crystal Palace Sect was not the only one targeting Aiden – all the other Martial Grandmasters of decent capabilities wanted to fight for the ancient draconic heritage!

There was no reason for them to give up an opportunity as such!

"How dare you!"

The old man from Crystal Palace Sect shouted with rage.

"Hehe!"

Suddenly, Lockster clan's Mighty Lord laughed. "This little beast is ruthless and murdered my Young Master. I'm going to kill him and take his corpse back so that I can account to my clansmen!"

"Our Norel aristocratic family is not going to let that little beast off either!" Norel clan's Mighty Lord remarked coldly.

"Bullsh*t!"

Taban clan's Mighty Lord cursed, "That weakling from your clan was clearly killed by a sword rather than this lad! What rights do you have?!"

"In that case, you've got even fewer rights since your Taban Feng is still alive and well!"

All the Martial Grandmasters moved one after another – all of them wanted to take their share of the loot by getting Aiden's right hand!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The power of Martial Grandmasters collided with a rampant might, filling the skies with resplendent light in a terrifying manner!

The frightening power extended and all the Martial Masters in the vicinity retreated hurriedly in shock, afraid that they might be embroiled in the fight.

Aiden stood firmly in the center of the battlefield, looking at everything with a faint mockery in his eyes.

"Everyone, listen to me, there's no need for us to fight for our lives here!"

Murong clan's Mighty Lord suddenly said, "How about splitting that lad's body into pieces and dividing it evenly!"

"That's good!"

"I agree!"

Some Martial Grandmasters agreed readily.

"No!"

The old man from Crystal Palace Sect stroked his beard fiercely and an intimidating power exuded from his seemingly scrawny body. With every single move of his, a rainbow light would glow blindingly.

Even Divine weapons wouldn't be able to get close to him!

He remarked coldly, "I'll see who dares to try and challenge Crystal Palace Sect for a treasure today!"

At that moment, a series of cool sighs could be heard coming from the center of the battlefield.

Many Martial Grandmasters stopped instinctively and turned their gazes over.

Scanning his surroundings, Aiden said slowly with a calm expression, "I've expected all of you to come and I've prepared a great gift. Please kindly accept it!"

"Humph!"

Stellar Luna Sect's Mighty Lord sneered, "Little beast, you won't be able to escape today even if you've got wings. Let's see what tricks you have up your sleeves!"

"Escape?"

Aiden smirked with a hint of incredulity in his eyes. "Everyone, you may have mistaken something."

The many Martial Grandmasters frowned slightly.

All the paragons of the North Region hiding far away froze momentarily as well, confused by Aiden's words.

Aiden continued, "I'm not the one who has to escape. It's… you guys!"

The hearts of many Martial Grandmasters skipped a beat.

Before his words were finished, Aiden slapped the storage bag on his waist and whisked out a bronze square tripod that was more than a meter tall!

The tripod was dull and lifeless, filled with cracks. However, its edges were defined as it stood in the world, as though it wanted to pierce the firmaments and tear the ground asunder!

"Hahahaha!"

Seven Kills Sect's Mighty Lord froze for a moment before rearing his head in laughter. He pointed at the bronze square tripod in Seven Kills Sect's hands and asked loudly, "You're truly a beast without any brains! Do you really think that you can threaten us with that broken piece of metal?"

The other Martial Grandmasters were relieved at the sight of that bronze square tripod as well, their expressions relaxed and their eyes shining with mockery.

No matter what the grade of this bronze square tripod was in the past, even if it was a treasure even beyond Divine weapons, it was already useless right now.

If it could not release Divine powers, what was the difference between this tripod and scrap metal?

"Hehe."

Aiden smiled as well.

Indeed, that bronze square tripod was of no threat to Martial Grandmasters.

However, that might not be the case for the golden lava inside!

After it was contained in the bronze square tripod, the golden lava seemed like it was sealed by some power and was calm as water without emitting any heat.

Gripping the hind legs of the bronze square tripod with both hands, Aiden raised it and spun, swinging it at the Martial Grandmasters all around him!

Swoosh!

The golden lava gushed out, blanketing the skies.

When the lava splashed through the void, it burst forth with a shuddering heat that was enough to annihilate everything and incinerate all living beings!

At this moment, the Martial Grandmasters who coveted the ancient draconic bloodline were all in the vicinity and none of them could escape from the radius of the golden lava!

Contact with the golden lava – even if it was only a single drop – would immediately ignite a shiny golden flame.

It burned in the void relentlessly!

Given the bodies of Martial Grandmasters, they would be burned into ashes within dozens of breaths in the golden flames!

If they were drenched by the golden lava, they would be engulfed immediately with no corpse left!

The scariest thing was that once the Martial Grandmasters were touched by the golden flames, they would not be able to extinguish it no matter how they struggled!

"Ah! Ah! Ahhhh!"

Tragic cries reverberated through the world.

In mid-air, countless figures engulfed in flames streaked through the air.

They did not manage to fly far before they fell as a pile of ashes.

The battlefield had instantly transformed into a burning Hell!

None of the Martial Grandmasters could avoid this calamity.

Even the old man from Crystal Palace Sect who was well-versed in body tempering only managed to hang on for dozens of breaths before falling to the ground without any trace of life.

Only the Martial Masters who hid far away managed to survive.

The golden flames burned furiously.

All the stone pillars in the underground palace were incinerated.

The underground palace collapsed with countless rocks crashing down and dust billowing.