The Last Primal

Chapter 980 980 - Naive

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Instantly, Si Junyu was scared out of his wits!

"Ah!"

Si Junyu withdrew a cold, shimmering sword from his storage bag and his spirit energy surged wildly as he stabbed at the middle-aged monk's head!

At the same time, Si Junyu crushed a protection talisman in his left hand.

Whoosh!

A golden burst of light glowed around Si Junyu and formed an impenetrable barrier.

The middle-aged monk did not dodge or avoid the incoming sword and flicked his finger casually.

His fingertip met the sword's blade.

Clang!

Si Junyu's sword was snapped by the middle-aged monk's finger in a single strike!

With a ripped palm, Si Junyu could no longer hold on to his sword and let go.

Thereafter, his vision blurred, and the middle-aged monk was already gone from his sights.

For everyone else, they saw the middle-aged monk take a step after snapping Si Junyu's blade to wrap behind the latter.

The middle-aged monk's movements were way too fluid.

It was like water – there was no delay between his movements ever since he first attacked.

The middle-aged monk's entire body coiled around Si Junyu's golden barrier like an anaconda and exerted strength massively!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

A series of cracks appeared on the golden barrier.

After a brief pause, the golden barrier shattered entirely!

The middle-aged monk reached out and grabbed Si Junyu's neck, exerting strength in his fingers.

Si Junyu merely felt his body and limbs go limp – he could not move at all and could only let the middle-aged monk lift him up!

"Everyone, stop!"

The middle-aged monk turned around and said coldly.

The two Great South guards and the three Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect sword martial artists that were chasing after him stopped hurriedly with a deep look of fear in their eyes.

This middle-aged monk was way too brutal!

Ever since he started attacking, any Martial Master who stood in his path died – nobody was spared!

Rather than a benevolent monk, he was more like a demon with a murderous nature!

In the blink of an eye, Si Junyu wound up in the hands of the middle-aged monk, and Guan Sui and Mighty Lord Troy Sar could not help but stop their attacks on Mighty Lord Ming Ze.

With a relieved expression, Mighty Lord Ming Ze fell from midair in exhaustion.

Fortunately, Seetho Khouge rushed forward and supported him.

Instantly, the situation became special.

On the side of the Great South Dynasty, there were five Martial Masters and two Martial Grandmasters with frightening strength remaining.

On the side of the Great North Dynasty, Seetho Khouge's internal energy was already drained after releasing Emperor Defensive energy, and did not have much combat strength left.

As for Mighty Lord Ming Ze, he was filled with injuries all over and could not fight any longer.

On the surface, it seemed like the Great North Dynasty was completely disadvantaged. However, the issue now was that Si Junyu had fallen into the hands of the middle-aged monk!

Suddenly, Mighty Lord Ming Ze and everyone else understood the middle-aged monk's intentions.

In a head-on confrontation, he was definitely not a match for the two Martial Grandmaster sword martial artists.

The only way to break out of the situation and survive was to use all his might to capture Si Junyu alive, thereby gaining the upper hand!

"What an impressive monk!"

Mighty Lord Ming Ze thought to himself.

The fact that this middle-aged monk was able to discover the method of breaking out of the situation within such a short period of time was proof of his understanding of the circumstances and the sharpness of his mind!

In reality, even at that moment, Mighty Lord Ming Ze had yet to realize the middle-aged monk's true intentions.

By the time he realized, what he felt was not just shock… it was fear!

It was an act that required an extreme amount of guts!

Seetho Khouge supported Mighty Lord Ming Ze and gazed at the middle-aged monk not far away with a slightly raised brow.

For some reason, she felt that there was something odd about this.

If that middle-aged monk was only at Martial Master realm and they did not know one another, why would he want to undertake such a huge risk just to save her?

Saving her was one thing, but the way he murdered them so decisively seemed like he was doing it out of rage.

She was the target of Si Junyu and the others. If so, where did the rage of the middle-aged monk stem from?

Could there be a deep feud between this man and the Great South Dynasty and he merely attacked after bumping into them by coincidence?

Seetho Khouge could not figure it out.

Guan Sui and Mighty Lord Troy Sar glared at the middle-aged monk coldly from midair, as though they wanted to make out something from the middle-aged monk's face.

He was expressionless without any fear in his eyes.

Guan Sui narrowed his eyes and said coolly, "The religious sects believe that their creator, their god is compassionate for all living beings. Monk, you are way too murderous for someone of the religious sects!"

"The religious sects also believe that the God's rage is required to subdue evil!"

The middle-aged monk's gaze blazed and he was truly like a descended divine entity that was unavoidable!

"Humph!"

Mighty Lord Troy Sar scoffed with a chilling killing intent. "Monk, if you dare lay harm on him, I'll tear you into pieces and burn your bones into ashes!"

The middle-aged monk was unmoved by the Martial Grandmaster's threat and even exerted more strength in his fingers.

Si Junyu's expression turned purplish but he could not say a single word at all.

Suddenly, Guan Sui's gaze flashed and he asked, "Nothing will come out of this stalemate anyways. How about we strike a deal?"

"Oh?" The middle-aged monk raised his brow slightly.

Guan Sui said darkly, "If you let him off, we'll leave right away!"

The middle-aged monk pondered for a moment before asking, "How do I know you won't renege on your words."

Mighty Lord Troy Sar and Guan Sui exchanged glances and their eyes flashed with a sly intent as they gained a tacit understanding. "Both of us are Martial Grandmasters and we value our reputation. There's no way we will go back on anything we say!"

When he heard that, Mighty Lord Ming Ze's heart skipped a beat.

In the cruel martial world, nobody's promise could be taken at face value unless they were from completely trusted people.

Furthermore, even if the two of them reneged on their words and killed them, word of this would never spread and there would naturally be no impact on their reputations as well.

Initially, Mighty Lord Ming Ze thought that the middle-aged monk would be able to see through the dangers given his intellect.

However, he did not expect the middle-aged monk to be moved.

"For real?"

The middle-aged monk raised his brow slightly before asking the two Martial Grandmasters once more.

"Our word is gold!"

Guan Sui repressed the joy in his heart and replied with conviction without letting anything slip!

In his opinion, even though this middle-aged monk may be strong and sharp, he might have way too little experience in the martial world after chanting prayers in seclusion for the most part of his life.

As long as they saved Si Junyu, this middle-aged monk would definitely be dead!

"Don't…"

Mighty Lord Ming Ze was flustered. Right as he was about to speak, the middle-aged monk nodded. "Alright, I'll trust you guys."

With that said, he lifted Si Junyu and walked towards the two Martial Grandmasters.

Instantly, Mighty Lord Ming Ze was devastated.

He had already noticed that Guan Sui and Mighty Lord Troy Sar could barely contain their delight and killing intents in the depths of their eyes.

Their gazes were burning, as though their bloodied mouths were already wide open, waiting for this gullible and ignorant monk to deliver himself to them.

Suddenly, a thought struck Seetho Khouge and she whispered, "If he wants to release the hostage, why does he have to walk towards the two Martial Grandmasters?"

Mighty Lord Ming Ze was stunned.

'Hmmm… Oh, That's right.'

'He could just release the hostage instantly, why walk over towards the two Martial Grandmasters?'

"What is he trying to do?"

Mighty Lord Ming Ze's eyes flashed with confusion.

"Could it be…"