The Last Primal

815 Chapter 815

"[Reptilian] T-this… How is this possible…" The elderly uncle of the Azure Myst Sect was completely dumbfounded.

Tai Liu opened her mouth slightly and looked at the gray robed figure far away without blinking. All the confusion in her heart seemed to have been resolved.

The person that Pei Syriac feared was not Yang Zahn, the so called Dark Lord of the Malefic Demons Clan, but Aiden instead!

The situation on the Ancient Burial Ground ruins was extremely tense.

Although the Guardian Elder from the Crystal Palace Sect, the golden-robed old man, did not unleash his full power just now as a peak Martial Grandmaster, all of his attacks were extremely forceful, carrying the might of a peak Martial Master warrior.

On the other hand, Aiden was even more ferocious, slicing sharply with a fervent gaze.

With the weight of Rygintarth as well as the Void Splitting Manual, Aiden was not disadvantaged against the golden-robed old man!

As time passed by,Aiden's blood surged and his power kept on rising instead of slowly being used up, evidently intensifying as the battle raged on.

As for the golden-robed old man, he was no longer as nimble as before and the inner energy he produced gradually started to fade away.

This battle had exhausted him greatly.

In just a few dozens of breaths' time, the golden-robed old man's skin had lost its luster, withering with wrinkles appearing.

Tai Liu said in a deep voice. "[Reptilian] Crystal Palace Sect's elder is already at the end of his life and his stamina is weak along with his remaining energy. He'll definitely lose if he continues battling."

"[Reptilian] No… Young Miss, I am afraid he will not."

The elderly uncle said with a grim expression. "[Reptilian] The person who should be worried right now should be Aiden. The power of a Guardian Elder lies in his killing move with the power of a peak Martial Grandmaster!"

"[Reptlian] In reality, if that young man stops now, he might be able to survive. If he forces the Guardian Elder to the point of no return, he's bound to die!"

No one dared to interfere given the circumstances. Nobody could predict when the golden robed old man would disregard his life and unleash his power as a peak Martial Grandmaster.

Aiden was drenched in sweat and steam emitted from his body like smoke. The power of his current [Soul Power] was being channeled at his limits!

The battle was getting more intense! This also meant that the outcome of this battle would be decided soon!

Ever since they entered the Fog Infested Valley, Aiden had been battling the entire time. Earlier on, he killed countless ancient ferocious beasts and even took down that scrawny old man from the Malefic Demons Clan without resting once. Unfortunately he could rarely use any of his conquests to absorb and replenish his spent energy making him gradually more and more exhausted.

Coupled with the fact that he was injured, Aiden was already pushing his body to its limits to be able to fight the golden robed old man till now.

Of course, this was because he was still relying only his current body's limits and refused to unleash his full potential before reaching the truth, the crux of this whole matter.

After all, even till now, he did not see anyone from the church appear at all. No one, not even a representative from the High Priest and the Ancient One was present. Even worse, Aiden could not sense anything beyond that large mountain making him increasingly more and more anxious as the time went on.

Something strange was going on in the background, he was sure of it.

In the eyes of the golden-robed old man, Aiden's stamina, physique and body had already surpassed a pure-blooded ferocious beast! Of course, although this young man's body was at its limits, the golden-robed old man was in an even worse condition.

Everyone could tell that he was getting significantly older with every breath in an irreversible manner! Each time the golden-robed old man attacked, he was using up the remainder of his lifespan.

Aiden narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath. Suddenly, a tremendous change occurred in his sword technique.

Earlier on, it was tough and ferocious. In the blink of an eye, it was as gentle as the ripples on the surface of a water, spreading continuously.

This was the second strike of the Void Splitting Manual, Formation.

The First strike, Creation represented the base while Formation represented foundation, the softness.

Softness was different from weakness where the latter referred to powerless.

The softness of water could grind away the edge of stones! The softness of water could penetrate a rock! The softness of water could engulf everything!

Softness countered hardness.

When Aiden used Formation, he did not fight the golden-robed old man head-on. Instead, everything was a tap-and-go. The ebony blade in his hand changed angles swiftly and a series of ripples formed in the air each time it struck!

Every single attack looked weak and powerless, but they were fatal.

The sudden change caught the golden-robed old man off guard. In a moment of carelessness, two wounds appeared on his arm and blood gushed out as he retreated continuously.

"[Reptlian] Interesting… Is this the limit of the mighty peak powerhouses?" Aiden smiled contemptuously.

Against Aiden's mockery, the golden-robed old man calmed down quickly and his eyes were cloudy and expressionless. Nobody could read his thoughts.

He was looking for an opportunity.

He wanted a perfect opportunity to unleash his power as a peak Martial Grandmaster and kill this annoying pest, this 'Aiden' in exchange for his life!

There were no fear in his eyes, in his heart, or in his mind.

This was his fate, his destiny he had swerved up on.

At the moment, the golden-robed old man was expressionless. However, his heart had a surge of sadness and he could only sigh internally.

At the end of the day, he had reached this inevitable step.

Part of the reason why he did not unleash his power as a peak Martial Grandmaster immediately was to hold back Aiden for as long as he could, allowing his young master, Pei Syriac sufficient time to escape.

At the same time, in the depths of his heart, he still feared death.

He was different from the skinny old man from before.

If the skinny old man were to return to the Malefic Demons Clan alive with the young chosen heir dead, he would receive extremely cruel punishment which was worse than death!

That was why the skinny old man could unleash his power as a peak Martial Grandmaster so easily as he did not have any psychological burdens. The moment their Dark Lord was dead, he was already a dead man as well.

However, for Crystal Palace Sect, Pei Syriac was still alive.

The golden-robed old man still harbored hope that he would be able to force Aiden back without unleashing his power as a peak Martial Grandmaster.

However, it was a pity that his hope was about to be crushed mercilessly.

Aiden's gaze was fervent. As though he could read the golden-robed old man's mind, he spoke again without stopping in his attacks. "[Reptlian] Actually to be perfectly honest, you never had the chance to defeat me, much less kill me. Those thoughts you still harbor deep in your mind, and your heart is pathetic and miserable. You really think that what you had seen was my limit?"

The golden-robed old man was unmoved and continued defending against the ebony blade, Rygintarth's fervent strikes expressionlessly.

He knew that Aiden was attacking his mental state!

In a fight, top experts would often provoke their opponents to reveal openings so as to seize the advantage.

Smiling gently, Aiden continued. "[Reptilian] Your only chance was to work together with that old man from the Malefic Demons Clan. If the two of you were to unleash your full powers as peak Martial Grandmasters from the get go and fight me with all your might… You might be thinking that I would have died right?"

The golden-robed old man's eyes flickered and an imperceptible ripple appeared in his mind!

Although he knew that Aiden was attacking him mentally so that he would reveal an opening, the golden-robed old man felt a strong sense of frustration and indignance!

Those words struck a chord in his heart!

A gleeful expression flashed through Aiden's eyes as he noticed the old man's flinches.

"[Reptilian] It's just a pity that you were too afraid of death. Even now, you harbor this futile hope of surviving. But actually, you know it. Deep down, in your heart you already know that you'll definitely die here today! You know that your pathetic, worm-like, worthless existence has reached its end!"

"[Reptilian] Y-you!" The golden-robed old man's expression changed and was about to say something when his hand slowed down, revealing a major opening.

Aiden's eyes lit up as he strode forward, slashing in reverse towards the golden-robed old man's throat with a chilling killing intent!

All of a sudden!

A terrifying aura burst forth from the golden-robed old man.

"[Reptilian] Ahahaha…. You little creep! You have been tricked!"