The Last Primal

Chapter 875 875 - An Endless Hell

There were razor-sharp long swords with rainbow ripples, crystalline fingers as thick as stone pillars, horrifying fists as heavy as mountains…

The Divine arts filled the skies and surged over, almost engulfing the gauze-top woman and Aiden entirely!

The gauze-top woman's expression was unchanged and her eyes flickered with ridicule.

Suddenly!

She smiled brilliantly and a bedazzling and seductive glint shone from her eyes.

Although the gauze-top woman had ordinary looks, her smile caused all the stars and moon to dim in color. Her eyes shimmered like the surface of water, causing everyone's hearts to skip a beat.

In the blink of an eye, all the Divine arts vanished!

All the martial artists were shocked by the methods of the gauze-top woman when they saw that.

As for Aiden, he had a vague guess about the gauze-top woman's identity after a moment of contemplation!

Only a martial artist, a real disciple of the Pure Maidens Sect could bewitch all living beings with a single action and smile.

Although this woman wasn't Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa, she definitely had a deep relationship with the latter.

By adding those information together with this person's martial realm, her identity was revealed almost instantly.

Though Aiden couldn't be sure, judging by her facial features, her similarities to her, she had to be related to that girl from before. Probably Sylvie's aunt, or master from the sect.

Aiden was almost spot on, the mature, angelic beauty was none other than Sia Dewa!

With the secret skill of Pure Maidens Sect, Sia Dewa removed all the Divine arts and seized the opportunity while the 10 Martial Grandmasters were distracted to raise her palm.

Instantly, 10 cold flashes of light shot into the glabellas of the 10 Martial Grandmasters!

After a brief pause, the eyes of the 10 charging Martial Grandmasters dimmed and they fell from midair one after another lifelessly.

For Martial Grandmasters, they won't die even if their hearts were crushed.

The true weakness of a Martial Grandmaster was their Essence Spirit!

Sia Dewa's counterattack did not show any mercy and she crushed all 10 of their Essence Spirits instantly, causing them to die on the spot!

Aiden nodded silently.

From this display, it was now no wonder, no mystery why, despite their pure looks, why the members of the Pure Maidens Sect were considered evil, so called 'Fiendish' sects.

Their real power was fierce and brutal.

All the itinerant martial artists of Blood Crow Clan and the Martial Grandmasters of small sects could not deal with the secret skill of Pure Maiden Sect at all!

Back in the ancient battlefield, Holy Maiden Sylvie Dewa was restrained by the paragons of the righteous sects and she even suffered a loss against the successor of the High Priest's Reverends.

However, if she were to face these Martial Knight martial artists here, a simple smile and wink from her could charm them into losing their minds.

The Blood Crow Clan Lord and the others were extremely grim when they saw the 10 Martial Grandmasters die.

"I don't believe that we won't be able to kill a mere Martial Knight lad despite our numbers!"

The Blood Crow Clan Lord had a vicious gaze as he grit his teeth, prepared to attack personally.

The gauze-top woman spoke up; her voice was charming but her tone was indifferent.

"Everyone, you don't have to waste your energy with me around. None of you will get past me."

Mighty Cain Khoren and the others had indignant expressions.

What sort of merits and capabilities did Aiden, a mere Martial Knight martial artist, have such that two experts showed up in succession to defend him?!

*Boom!*

Suddenly, a bang sounded from above the clouds.

All the Martial Grandmasters stopped subconsciously and turned to look.

They saw True Fire Sect's Sect Master that greedy old man and the Southern Black Fire Sect's Sect Master fall down one after another.

Suddenly, the tides changed on the battlefield!

Sensing that something was amiss, some people made an instant decision to retreat with the chaos and flee into the distance!

Although the Clan Lord were able to defend against the impact of the black-robed man's asura technique the Blood Sea, he was swaying and their expressions were pale as they grunted.

With the other old bastard, another Sect Master was thoroughly subdued by the methods of the black-robed man and kowtowed, declaring with a trembling voice.

"Please be appeased, great master. I know now that I'm in the wrong and I'll leave right now, never taking another step onto Azure Myst Sect for the rest of my life!"

When they heard that, everyone from Azure Myst Sect were emotional and almost wanted to roar into the skies as pent up frustration was released from their hearts!

The feeling of a Quasi Divine forced to the state of acknowledging his mistake while swearing never to step foot onto Azure Myst Sect again for the rest of his life was ecstatic!

Right then, the black-robed man's voice sounded above the clouds once more.

"It's already too late for you to leave now!"

It was dead silent above and beneath Azure Myst Sect!

Everyone was astounded by the black-robed man's aura!

Acknowledging his mistake?

Swearing?!

None of that mattered now!

Even if he wanted to leave now, he couldn't!

The old bastard Sect Master seemed to have been scared as well as he trembled. "W-What do you mean by t-that? I-I've already apologized."

He was stuttering by now.

"It's no use speaking now. Die."

The black-robed man pointed at his glabella.

Instantly, it shone brightly and formed a blood sea vortex!

Reaching out, the black-robed man actually withdrew a sword from the blood sea vortex. It was initially extremely small but by the time it was out completely, it had expanded with a torrential killing intent!

There were a series of blood patterns on its blade.

The black-robed man flicked his wrist and his saber shook. Instantly, all the blood patterns rose, as though they were veins on the blade, and the stench of blood filled the air!

"He uses a sword?"

Aiden froze momentarily when he saw the black-robed man withdraw a saber and a thought flashed through his mind.

Before he could think about it properly, his attention was drawn by the terrifying methods of the black-robed man.

The black-robed man took a step forward and slashed in reverse. It arrived instantly and engulfed the old man Sect Master, sealing his escape path!

"Don't go overboard!"

The old sect master shrieked and tapped his own glabella, withdrawing a shimmering flying sword.

At the same time, he withdrew a shield from his storage bag and injected Divine power into it, causing it to expand and hover over his head!

*Clang!*

The sword sliced the flying sword into two the moment they clashed.

The old sect master grunted and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The flying sword was his own Quasi-Divine Artifact Weapon and was connected to his Essence Spirit.

With his Quasi-Divine Artifact Weapon crippled, the old sect master's Essence Spirit received an immense impact and was severely injured!

The black-robed man's sword technique was still sharp and his momentum did not pause, cutting down heavily onto the shield in midair and letting out a deafening sound of metal screeching!

*Boom!*

The shield exploded into pieces.

A terrifying power surged into the old sect master's body and his organs, bloodline, and bones were disintegrated into pieces due to the sharpness of the blade!

*Poof!* *Poof!* *Poof!*

A series of blood mists spewed out from the old sect master.

A single slash was all it took to sever the old sect master's vitality entirely!

A glowing little translucent humanoid figure scurried out of the top of the old sect master's head frantically.

His Essence Spirit was exiting and escaping into the distance!

However, it was a pity that the two of them were extremely close. the old sect master's Essence Spirit did not manage to escape far before the black-robed man caught up to it, grabbing it and crushing it with his palm!

After losing the protection of his body, the Essence Spirit was too weak and could not withstand a single attack.

In the blink of an eye, the Quasi Divines of the four major sects had already died in the hands of the black-robed man, leaving Blood Crow Clan's Lord.

The Clan Lord had just conjured his own divine technique when the old sect master had already died.

Gritting his teeth, the Clan Lord waved his bone staff and uttered an indecipherable incantation.

The skull on top of the bone staff gradually filled with blood and two scarlet blood beams shone from its eye sockets, as though it was alive.

"Blood Bat, form!"

The Clan Lord roared in rage and pointed his bone staff at the black-robed man.

*Buzz!* *Buzz!*

The skull opened its mouth and blood-colored bats flew out one after another continuously. Like a swarm of locusts, they charged towards the black-robed man in a dense pack.

This was a secret skill of one of the ancient races.

All of those were bloodsucking bats and if a martial artist was trapped in their encirclement, their blood would be sucked dry within a single second!

"How dare the light of a firefly try to compete against the shine of the moon for glory!"

The black-robed man sneered.

He did not retreat or dodge the looming swarm of bats and instead, took a step forward and slashed again!

The weather changed.

That single slash seemed as though it had unleashed endless Hell!