The Last Primal

845 Chapter 845

Even the five Guardian Elders felt a chill upon sensing the malefic aura let out by Aiden!

This lad must not survive!

He was already able to suppress the paragons of the strongest sects at the late stage of the Martial Knight rank. If he were to obtain the Ancient One's inheritance…

It was hard to imagine and they did not dare to either!

The stronger the strength and potential displayed by Aiden, the more resolved the five Guardian Elders were to kill him!

The scarlet-colored, vicious wild energy rumbled and the life-like ancient creature charged while howling, biting, and slamming towards the incoming purple sword.

*BANG!* *BANG!* *BANG!*

The sword tore through the air with endless might and a terrifying sharp edge, defeating the ancient creature's illusionary silhouette that was formed with vicious energy one after another.

The purple energy and vicious energy, two different powers, collided and corroded one another endlessly.

With the dissipation of the creature's image, the scarlet vicious energy surrounding Aiden would dim slightly.

The purple sword's power was also clearly not as intense as it was initially as its light dimmed.

*BOOM!*

It was yet another deafening sound.

The purple sword collided against the last remnant of the creature's shattered visage.

The ancient, unknown, and unidentifiable creature's silhouette's vicious energy had dispersed and the purple sword turned into streams of purple energy that returned to the world as well.

Aiden managed to defend against the full-powered attack of a Guardian Elder!

Furthermore, he defended against it without taking any damage!

Aiden panted heavily.

This time around, he had expended a great deal of his strength.

Ever since he arrived, he had been fighting.

If not for the fact that he possessed shocking stamina and -by this world's standards: an impossible physique-, he would have been exhausted long ago.

Right now, after defending the sword of Purple Firmament Sect's Guardian Elder, Aiden felt weakness surge into his head and his arms and feet were powerless – he was thoroughly exhausted.

If not for the fact that he was constantly surrounded by strong foes, he would have collapsed long ago.

After invoking the power of a Martial Grandmaster, there was only a single outcome for any Guardian Elders. They would be able to unleash one last attack before being mercilessly devoured by a ruthless time!

A series of rips appeared behind Purple Firmament Sect's Guardian Elder as a sinister wind howled in a mysterious manner.

Looking over, Aiden sneered with mockery in his eyes.

Purple Firmament Sect's Guardian Elder grit his teeth in indignance. "Little b*stard, you don't have to be smug. It won't be long before you'll be joining me! Hahaha… argh!"

It was a tragic cry.

His body was shredded into pieces by the void, turning into a blood mist as he was devoured cleanly without a corpse left.

A moment later, the space stabilized and the tear repaired itself.

*SWASH!*

A silver beam descended from the skies in a frightening manner.

A gray-robed old and long-bearded Guardian Elder struck with his horsetail whip and a myriad of silver threads extended countlessly, turning into a massive silver rod that slammed down at Aiden's head violently!

Aiden took a deep breath of air and reached out with his right hand, grabbing the incoming silver rod.

*BANG!*

There was a dull sound of defeat when the rod and hand collided.

A shocking scene revealed itself in the next instant. The seemingly all-powerful strike was single- and barehandedly blocked by a single palm, gripping the majestic silver rod tightly. The skin on the holding hand felt different for some reason… as if it was different than before.

*POOF!*

Aiden's gaze dimmed and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The attack was truly powerful, even he couldn't block it without suffering some of it in the process.

"Heh… soi naive. So ignorant!"

Suddenly, the gray-robed old, bearded Guardian Elder chuckled with a look of ridicule.

"Huh?"

Aiden's expression changed.

Suddenly, the silver rod spread open from his palm and the three thousand threads whipped him on the back viciously!

*PIAK!*

Flashes of blood appeared, accompanied by the sounds of bones cracking.

Aiden's face turned pale as his knees buckled, almost kneeling on the ground.

The change was extremely sudden; the horsetail whip seemed like it was alive and sentient and shifted between flexibility and toughness instantly.

Aiden's back was whipped into a mess of flesh and blood, as though countless knives were gliding across. The fabric of his torn clothes stuck onto the surface in a frightening manner.

His collarbone was broken and hung out in an exposed manner, looking extremely shocking!

Looking at the scene, the old guardian elders were shocked beyond belief…

This little bugger's vitality was shocking!

If it was any other martial artist or any living being, they would have long died after their organs were ruptured and they suffered such severe impacts.

However, at this moment, Aiden could still stand upright!

He could sense his injuries healing slightly with every single breath, except that it was at an extremely slow speed due to his serious injuries.

"You're still not dead?"

The gray-robed old and long-bearded Guardian Elder's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Aiden who stood upright slowly.

His attack was more than enough to split the body of any Martial Knight realm martial artist!

However, he did not expect Aiden to stand up once more!

"What a pity, I just needed a little more!"

The Guardian Elder sighed indignantly.

However, he no longer had a chance.

A dimensional tear appeared behind him in the next moment and devoured him straight; even his horsetail whip was shred into pieces!

*BUZZ!*

Almost at the same time, the sound of a sword buzzing rang out.

"Go!"

Chaos Essence Sect's Guardian Elder had attacked, pointing his flying sword towards Aiden.

A streak of light appeared instantly!

It was the simplest as well as the most effective killing move of martial artists.

The moment Chaos Essence Sect's Guardian Elder struck, Aiden sensed a warning in his mind.

Without hesitating, in a flash, Aiden grit his teeth and dodged to the side.

*POOF!*

A stream of blood spurted out.

He was still a step too slow.

The sword pierced his left chest and shot out of his body.

Although it missed his heart, a penetration through his lung was enough to be fatal!

Instantly, Aiden had difficulty breathing. He coughed endlessly, as though there was a fire burning in his throat, and his body convulsed for a split moment.

This time around, the injury was way too severe.

This was the first time he had experienced such a serious injury throughout his martial journey!

Although his regeneration capabilities were strong, there had to be a limit to them; it was unknown if he could recover from an injury as such.

Furthermore, this was on the ancient battlefield and nobody would accord him the chance to do so!

*BUZZ!*

In midair, the soaring sword turned and retraced its path right after penetrating Aiden's chest; it was a clear sign of how advanced the Guardian Elder of Chaos Essence Sect was in his sword handling skills.

An unprecedented feeling of death arrived.

Even without his spirit perception, Aiden knew that he was extremely close to death and would definitely die if he could not dodge that sword!

*BANG!*

Stomping on the ground, he exerted his final bit of strength and leaped forcefully to the side.

*SHING!*

A flash of blood appeared and a throbbing pain that struck his marrow surged from his abdomen. The blood drained from Aiden's face as his knees buckled, almost collapsing onto the ground.

By now, he was completely exhausted and severely injured. It was extremely lucky that he was able to avoid fatal damage.

That sword sliced a bloody hole through his abdomen.

Aiden clutched it with his hands immediately to stop his intestines from spilling out. Fresh blood gushed out, seeping through his fingers and flowing down, slowly soaking his clothes with a heavy stench.

In the blink of an eye, he was already filled with blood. His head was spinning and he swayed while he felt his vitality leaving his body in an irreversible manner!

"Am I about to die? Do I really have no other options left?!"

Aiden murmured softly. Suddenly, his vision blurred, as if a bloody figure appeared with an unparalleled might.

Even after many years, that figure remained etched in his memories. There was no way for him to erase that scene and it felt clear as though it was yesterday…

"Nobody thought that Holy Fire Island would have produced a paragon as such. Yet, it's a pity that he has to die beneath the Ancient One's Palace."

"He died a worthwhile death trading the lives of seven other paragons and a couple of Guardian Elders."

The martial artists watching that blood-stained and swaying figure from afar had complicated expressions as they discussed in hushed whispers with looks of pity.

That lone figure looked pitiable and tragic.