The Last Primal

Deep in the night, back in somewhere in the world, deep in the berks of an 'unknown' Empire…

With a bang, a bedazzling column of light lit up in the depths of the palace. Bursting into the skies, it filled the night skies with a resplendent luminescence, attracting countless glares.

"[Reptilian] The geniuses who entered the ancient battlefield below the Ancient One's Palace have come back."

"[Reptilian] That's right. I wonder how many of the original group have managed to survive."

"[Reptilian] There should be a third of them at the very least. The geniuses selected by the five major sects aren't weak."

Zorun Kai and Link Soren from Nether Peak Sect, Rainbow Clouds Sect's Mighty Cain Khoren, and many other strong Masters filled with powerful, surging Mana stood around the column of light expectantly, preparing to await their returning disciples.

If nothing went wrong, these martial artists that returned alive from the ancient battlefield would end up being the supports of their sects in the future.

The Emperor of Great Zhou stood right at the front with a grim expression; a flicker of worry would appear in the depths of his eyes from time to time.

Gradually, two figures appeared in the middle of the column of light. Two unknown figures materialized from thin air. One were a young golden-scaled boy with lush, wild untamed matte black head of hair… and the other was a pale bipedal reptiloid woman.

They were not of this place, one of them not even from this world…

As time passed by, the two figures became increasingly clear – it was Aiden and Lady Pyre who had crossed over!

Seeing them, even though neither of them was overly familiar with the two strangers, they still heaved a sigh.

Finally, someone has returned! After all, who else could cross over their portal? From what they knew, every other country, has long since had their adventurers returned.

Only they were still left in the dark uncertainty.

As such, although they seemed unknown the watching Masters still looked relaxed.

They were relieved that not every one of their original champion's force have been vanquished.

But immediately after, they frowned and thought to themselves. "There's only the two of them?"

Although the ancient battlefield was a dangerous place, at least seven people or so managed to return in previous worst-case scenarios.

Now that only two of them returned, it was not hard to guess that something big must have happened in the ancient battlefield!

Zorun Kai and Link Soren did not have smiles on their faces when they saw that Aiden was fine.

On the one hand, it was because they were worried about the safety of their young personal disciples and the others.

On the other hand, while it was a good thing that someone was alive, it may also raise some potentially harmful matters to them. Where did the rest of the group vanish? What was their fate? Why did these two return and the others not?

Apart from Nether Peak Sect, the Martial Masters of the other sects looked extremely grim as they strode forward with huge frowns.

Martial Master John Sharl of Southern Mountains Sect cupped his fists slightly. "Mr…. Ehrm, my disciple, Shin Jian, is a little foolish and isn't the sharpest tool in the shed. Did he meet with any accidents?"

"[Reptilian] Hmmm, little pudgy, short brown hair… right? I think he was selected by one of the groups there… I think it was the Puppet Sect and left together with them." Aiden shook his head.

"[Reptilian] Ah, it's good that he's alright! It's his opportunity to be selected by one of the super sects. How rare, how rare!" Martial Master John Sharl nodded his head in gratification.

For these people, these so-called super sects were insurmountable mountains that they could not go against but only look up to in their whole lives!

If a disciple of their sect managed to join them, it would be an enormous feat and those sects could not be any happier.

For example, with their connection to Shin Jian, Southern Mountains Sect would most likely have the massive backing of Puppet Sect in the future!

"[Reptilian] What happened in there?"

"[Reptilian] Why are you two the only ones who have returned? Where are the others?"

"[Reptilian] Lian Mo is my personal disciple and he was the number two of the Sect's Disciple ranking. His strength is decent and he has a careful nature, there's no way he could have died!"

"[Reptilian] Young man, did my disciple manage to obtain any opportunities?"

Many Martial Masters glared at Aiden, asking repeatedly with threatening gazes.

Aiden frowned with a look of impatience.

"[Reptilian] Everyone, please be silent."

Lady Pyre stood forward and gestured for silence with both hands. Although she was not of this world, her aura was incredibly fierce and dense. Her mere gesture already possessed the dignity of the royal family!

The crowd instantly went silent.

In an unhurried manner, Lady Pyre recounted the events in the ancient battlefield, including everything that have transpired from start to finish.

Everyone was startled and speechless.

Nobody expected that this ancient battlefield expedition would have met with such immense dangers!

Mighty Cain Khoren's expression was grim as he narrowed his gaze and sneered. "This is only your side of the story. Who knows if you had conspired with that man to kill my disciple, Shin Tao!"

"[Reptilian] You better watch your mouth Cain Khoren, are you suspecting these brave heroes?!"

The city lord turned slightly and glared at Mighty Cain Khoren expressionlessly.

"[Reptilian] Hah! I wouldn't dare to!"

Chuckling, Mighty Cain Khoren looked at Aiden deeply and said in a cold voice. "Young lad, don't think that you've got the rights to stand shoulder to shoulder with me just because you know how to refine weapons. The grudges between us will have to be settled sooner or later, wait and see!"

With that, Mighty Cain Khoren laughed sinisterly and left the hall.

The other martial artists left gradually as well after seeing that they wouldn't be able to obtain any news from the two of them.

…

After everything has settled down, the two of them have taken direction towards the south and have begun their long venture back towards Ugburg, towards their supposed home…

Ever since that disastrous arrival in that other world, Aiden had no news about the events back at home.

Now that he was returning once more, he felt deeply emotional.

Seeing his master's reaction, Lady Pyre was curious and surveyed the place intently.

The two of them stopped instinctively as they arrived at the tall peak in front of the mountain.

Aiden's frown gradually increased as he could feel the turbulence in the air… As if some bloody battle was going on in the far distance… just outside his range and senses…

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Northwest corner of the continent, in a dark and foreboding-looking mountain.

Deep in the forest, in a sinisterly dark area, a bloodstained palace was erected.

This day, a piece of news arrived.

"Master! That boy, that Aiden has returned from the ancient battlefield and are getting closer to us! He should be crossing through the northern borders of this destroyed kingdom soon!"

"Alright!"

A blood-robed middle-aged man opened his eyes. They shone with a sinister faint green hue as he said coldly, "I want nothing in the radius of 50 kilometers around Nether Peak Sect to remain alive!"

His voice was extremely chilling and spread to every single corner of the dark mountain, the Black Crow Mountain.

Countless blood crows flew out from Black Crow Mountain, shrieking as they swarmed the skies with their sheer numbers and flew towards a particular direction.

At another place, towards the west. In another bustling city not too far away from Ugburg with remarkably ancient looking buildings…

An order was sent forth that mobilized the sect.

Prepare for battle!

Throughout the years, all the sects in the continent had harbored coveting thoughts towards Ancient One's grandiose, their sect included.

Everyone knew that the arrival of the order meant that the sect leaders was absolutely confident!

It was extremely likely that for this battle, a peak powerhouse, a Quasi-Divine being, their sects illustrious Founder Master, would appear!

Mighty Cain Khoren could not help but roar in laughter.

"Young Man, oh, young man... Even if you managed to cultivate and join the Azure Myst Sect, so what? At the end of the day, you still can't escape death!"

Almost at the same time…

News spread within True Fire Sect that the sect master was leading an army to wage war against a singular person!

True Fire Sect's elder clenched his fists tightly. He laughed endlessly in a cold manner and sneered, "I've finally waited for this day. That bastard, that 'Aiden'! You killed my disciple and shamed me before at the Ancient One's Palace competition. I'm going to turn you into ashes personally!"

Not long after, many martial artists of Southern Mountains Sect were mobilized.

Suddenly, all of the top powerhouses of the world were seemingly mobilized! A grand battle seemed to be on the verge of breaking out once again!

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