The Last Primal



Obviously, the middle-aged monk was not an outsider – he was Aiden after changing his appearance.

At that moment, he could not appear with his true self.

If anyone knew that he was not dead and had even stepped in to save the young empress of Great Northern United Empire, the Great North Dynasty would definitely be in grave peril!

The old temple at the bottom of Dragon Burial Valley would not be hidden for much longer either.

Furthermore, in the depths of Aiden's heart, he did not dare to face Seetho Khouge.

That feeling had turned increasingly so after five years.

It was an indescribable feeling that was conflicted.

In the past five years, Aiden was isolated from the outside world in the old temple at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley. Away from secular affairs, there was no killing or fighting as he spent his days chanting sutras and praying in relative seclusion with a peaceful heart.

However, he felt nervous the moment he heard Seetho Khouge in danger.

His peace for the past five years was broken instantly and he found himself surging with an uncontrollable killing intent!

Therefore, right from the moment he appeared, he had no intention of letting anyone off alive and had a decisive killing intent – even Mighty Lord Ming Ze felt fear because of him!

The entire process of him killing two great Martial Grandmasters took less than three breaths.

Although it seemed like it was momentary and simple, he was the only one who knew best about the dangers involved.

He was truly fighting for his life!

A single mistake would cause him to die on the spot.

In terms of actual strength, Aiden was definitely not a match for the Martial Grandmasters.

The only thing he had stronger than Guan Sui and Troy Sar was his own body!

The Old monk once said that demonic martial artists have the easiest time killing opponents above their levels.

As long as he could engage in melee combat, he had a shot at victory!

The reason why he agreed to let Si Junyu off was so that he could numb Guan Sui and Troy Sar, lowering their guards.

The reason why the two Martial Grandmasters were unguarded wasn't that they lacked experience – they truly hadn't expected that a Martial Master would attempt to kill Martial Grandmasters!

That was equivalent to a mortal plotting to kill an immortal!

Aiden gripped the sword's handle and pulled the blade out slowly from his chest.

The sharp blade ground against his bones and flesh with a jarring noise.

Aiden was expressionless.

A stream of blood spewed out!

As though he had no sense of pain, Aiden did not even bother to look as he flung his arm behind him!

Poof!

A sword martial artist of Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect was stabbed through the heart and died on the spot.

The remaining four people finally broke out of their stupor and were scared out of their wits. They exclaimed and scurried into the distance without turning back.

Clutching his chest with his left hand, Aiden had a cold gaze and stomped on his feet. The ground quaked and he bolted forward like an arrow.

It was too fast!

Bang!

A Great South guard had barely run a few steps before Aiden caught up to him. He was slapped to death with a single palm strike without any way of retaliating.

The remaining three Martial Masters did not manage to escape far either before they were murdered by Aiden one after another!

Si Junyu stood on the spot motionlessly.

He could tell clearly that given his strength, he wouldn't be able to escape from the middle-aged monk's pursuit even if he wanted to!

Before long, after the other four were killed, the middle-aged monk returned and walked straight towards Si Junyu.

Si Junyu's face was pale as a sheet but he pretended to be calm and said with cupped fists, "Great monk, I'm the prince of the Great South Dynasty. As long as you let me off, I'll be immensely grateful and I'm willing to agree to any terms of exchange."

"Once I ascend the throne, I can even help you with the power of my entire dynasty!"

Aiden walked before Si Junyu and reached out with an indifferent expression, grabbing the latter towards him by the throat!

"Ee… Ee…!"

Si Junyu rolled his eyes as his feet left the ground and kicked furiously. He could not speak at all and could only let out odd sounds.

Aiden leaned in and whispered into Si Junyu's ears, "The power of your entire dynasty means nothing to a fraction of her. Since you dared to lay your hands on her, I'm going to kill you!"

"Y-You…!"

Si Junyu's face was turning purplish and he seemed like he wanted to ask something.

Aiden continued, "I'll also let you die with a complete understanding of things today. I am called Aiden, and your brother, Jun Hao, was killed by me!"

Si Junyu's eyes widened with disbelief.

Aiden… that was a name that nobody had mentioned for five years.

He was still alive!

"You can join your brother in the depths of Hell."

Aiden said calmly before exerting strength in his fingers, breaking Si Junyu's throat with a snap.

Si Junyu died on the spot.

In less than 15 minutes, two Martial Grandmasters, 20 Martial Masters, and a prince of Great South were all killed at this place – none of them were spared!

Seetho Khouge had a pensive expression with raised brows as she looked at Aiden with a somewhat strange gaze.

Mighty Lord Ming Ze took a deep breath of air before heading forward to greet Aiden with a deep bow. "I am Mighty Lord Ming Ze of the Great North Dynasty. Many thanks for your help earlier on, great monk."

As a Martial Grandmaster, it was truly rare for him to extend such politeness to a Martial Master.

"No worries,"

Aiden waved it off and said indifferently, "This treacherous place is filled with dangers and the Dragon Burial Valley is an unlucky place. You guys should not come here anymore in the future."

"Alright, thank you for the advice, great monk," Mighty Lord Ming Ze nodded.

Right then, Seetho Khouge walked over as well, glaring at Aiden. "May I know your name and sect or faction, great monk?"

It was a somewhat illogical question.

Her attitude and tone was more like someone that was interrogating another person.

Mighty Lord Ming Ze glanced at Seetho Khouge and frowned slightly.

He could sense that there was something mysterious about the middle-aged monk's background and the way he conducted himself. Up till now, the latter had not mentioned why he helped them or why he killed everyone from the Great South Dynasty.

However, Seetho Khouge was behaving even more strangely.

Aiden lowered his head and pulled down the prayer beads on his left hand which only had four Prayer Beads before saying calmly, "I am Mind Jin and I don't belong to any sect or faction."

"Mind Jin,"

Seetho Khouge murmured softly before looking deeply at Aiden. "Mighty Lord Ming Ze and I are injured and we can't fight anymore. Since you said that this place is treacherous, can you escort us out?"

It was an even ruder request.

Mighty Lord Ming Ze was about to speak when the middle-aged monk nodded after a moment of silence. "Alright."

Mighty Lord Ming Ze was stunned.

However, he saw Seetho Khouge smile brightly. "Thank you, great monk!"

For the past five years, Mighty Lord Ming Ze had been by Seetho Khouge's side, ensuring her safety.

Ever since the death of the strongest monster incarnate in history five years ago, he had not seen such a smile appear on Seetho Khouge's face.

It was dazzling, like the rainbow after a downpour.

It was as though every single bit of sadness that this woman kept in her heart for the past five years had vanished at this moment.

As Aiden looked at Seetho Khouge's smile, a phrase appeared in his mind.

A smile that resembles a flower's blossom.

However, there was no flower in this world that could compare to the smile of the woman before him.

Avoiding his gaze, Aiden counted his prayer beads at an even faster speed. He lowered his head and took the front, saying softly, "Let's go."

Mighty Lord Ming Ze was confused and followed instinctively.

Seetho Khouge pursed her lips with a slight hint of dejection in her eyes.

However, she smiled again soon after.

No matter what, today was a day worth being happy about.