The Last Primal

Right from the beginning, the black-robed swordsman had been expressionless.

It was as though the death of more than ten Martial Masters could not create any emotion in him, not even a single bit.

A deathly silence filled the air.

Nobody expected that after the appearance of the monster incarnate of Holy Fire Island and Jorl Wuya in the paragon fight, there was still another martial artist that was this frightening that had not attacked the entire time!

Who could defend against such a terrifying existence?

"Dughur Jian, you've gone mad!"

Taban Feng glared with widened eyes and hollered.

Dughur Jian!

At the mention of that name, Aiden came to a realization.

There were truly not many martial artists with that surname in the North Region.

Among them, the most famous was the Dughur clan of the four gentry clans.

However, the martial artist named Dughur Jian before him was way too unlike Taban Feng and the others!

Notwithstanding the fact that he did not have an identity badge on his waist, he was not accompanied by a single clansman at all!

From Dughur Jian, Aiden sensed a sort of loneliness and desolation, a feeling that he could not fit in with this world at all.

It seemed as though Dughur Jian had nothing else in his world apart from that sword.

He required nothing but his sword!

That mental fortitude was the only thing capable of training such a pair of sharp sword eyes and a sword technique that was this terrifying and lethal!

"Dughur Jian, that monster incarnate of the Holy Fire Island is a ruthless beast and isn't one of us. Are you going to represent the Dughur clan and stand on his side?" Norel Anette of the ancient aristocratic family asked coldly.

"I am me. What does it have to do with the Dughur clan?"

Dughur Jian's voice was calm as he turned around to look at Norel Anette.

He was still expressionless as ever. However, there seemed to be a hint of mockery in that hollow gaze of his.

He was mocking Norel Anette's inability to understand such a simple concept.action

'I am me. What does it have to do with others?'

Instantly, Norel Anette was speechless.

Murong Wolt frowned slightly. Looking at Dughur Jian not far away, she could not help but ask, "Why?"

"Just can't stand it."

Dughur Jian replied indifferently.

Most of the paragons of the North Region were confused.

What couldn't he stand?

Who provoked him?

Murong Wolt was the only one who sighed gently internally with a conflicted expression.

She knew the type of hardships Dughur Jian had experienced as well as the pride in this man's heart.

Aiden's current predicament must have struck a chord in that man's heart.

He was once abandoned by this world as well.

Mocked by countless, attacked by countless, bullied by countless, and scolded by countless!

At that time, nobody helped nor stood by him.

This man had reached where he was relying entirely on the sword in his hand, one step at a time!

The reason why he was reclusive was not because he hated the world.

It was because this world had once abandoned him.

The only thing that stayed by his side the entire time and had not abandoned him was that black sheathed sword in his hands!

That was the reason why he couldn't stand it and attacked.

He would be equally fearless if he had to make enemies with the entire world, let alone the paragons of the North Region!

Aiden did not move a single inch.

This was an extremely rare opportunity. He had to seize the chance to recover his stamina so that he could escape from this place.

There was already nobody in the Great Forbidden Ruins who could threaten him with the death of Jorl Wuya.

However, Aiden could still clearly sense that danger was approaching!

He did not have time to waste!

The masked man from Crystal Palace Sect seemed to have read Aiden's intentions and strode slowly forward.

"Since when are those from the Dughur clan allowed to be this cocky?"

The masked man had a nasty hoarse voice, as though he had suffered an immense impact that damaged his windpipe.

"Scram or die!"

The masked man glared coldly at Dughur Jian and spat venomously.

Dughur Jian was expressionless and silently, merely shifting his gaze slightly. His right hand moved slowly towards the hilt of the black sword on his left hand.

"Hmm?"

Narrowing his gaze, the masked man's hair stood on end instantly!

Buzz!

A sword beam flashed!

Dughur Jian did not say anything and merely replied with the sword in his hand!

The masked man bolted away at an extremely fast speed!

He had already vanished from his original position almost at the same time as the arrival of the sword beam.

It was entirely silent.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The sound of metal ringing was extremely piercing in the silent battlefield!

All the paragons witnessed clearly as a crack appeared on the metallic mask of the man, splitting the mask into two!

Clang!

The mask fell to the ground, revealing that person's true appearance.

Psst!

Many people gasped.

Some female martial artists even exclaimed.

Filled with grisly wounds, that face was extremely horrifying. It looked nefarious like a malevolent ghost, as though it was eaten away by something.

For some unknown reason, Aiden felt an indescribably strange feeling when he saw that face.

Sensing the weird stares all around, the masked man had a venomous expression as he howled deeply with an endless hatred surging in his eyes.

"I'm going to kill you!"

The masked man strode forward with a torrential aura.

Boom!

One after another, streaks of rainbow-colored lights appeared behind the masked man with a frightening energy fluctuation that threatened to destroy everything in the world!

Ancient phenomenon, Crystal Divine Light!

Although the masked man's Crystal Divine Light was clearly not as terrifying as Jorl Wuya's, it was nothing to scoff at as well.

After all, that was Crystal Palace Sect's legacy phenomenon.

"Heavenly Encompassing Swords!"

Clang! Clang!

The sound of swords buzzing reverberated relentlessly through the world.

A series of sword energies appeared behind Dughur Jian once after another, encompassing the entire firmament as they streaked over with a daunting might!

Crystal Divine Light was ranked 13 on the previous Phenomenon Ranking.

Heavenly Encompassing Swords was ranked 40 on the previous Phenomenon Ranking.

But now that the two phenomenons clashed, they were on even ground!

On the one hand, the masked man's martial art realm was only at early-stage Martial Master.

On the other hand, the might of Heavenly Encompassing Swords was truly pushed to its limits in the hands of Dughur Jian!

In the hands of different people, the same Martial Master phenomenon would also release a different level of might.

"Fellow Daoists, if we don't strike now, all of you guys are going to be hunted once that beast recovers!" Norel Anette surveyed the surroundings and declared coldly.

She had already noticed that Aiden was recovering his stamina and channeling energy to heal himself.

The paragons present looked hesitant.

However, after exchanging glances, most of them were decided!

If they did not give it their all now, it would be hard for a similar opportunity to present itself in the future!

"Kill!"

Someone strode forward and growled deeply.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Many martial artists roared in unison with a mighty aura, as though they were bolstering their own courage as well.

Flying swords and spirit arts filled the air.

There was only a single target – Aiden who was in the center of the battlefield!

Aiden's eyes gradually narrowed with a vicious glint.

Clang! Clang!

Before Aiden made a move, Dughur Jian waved his palm and directed a portion of the Heavenly Encompassing Sword energy in the air to form a barrier that wrapped around Aiden!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The flying swords that struck the barrier of sword energy were repelled instantly.

Spirit arts that rammed onto it dissipated right away.

In terms of combat strength, the only one who could match Dughur Jian right now was the masked man from Crystal Palace Sect.

Buzz!

A sword beam flashed.

Dughur Jian had attacked once more.

That slash seemed to transcend the void and arrived before Norel Anette instantly.

The mythical beast was the first to sense the killing intent and burst in retreat with Norel Anette on it instantly.

Poof!

The sword beam shot into the mythical beast.

It let out a tragic howl.

Although it was a pure-blooded ferocious beast, it could not withstand Dughur Jian's slash.

While that wound was not deep, when the sword energy entered its body, it destroyed all life within it almost instantly!

The mythical beast was dead.

Norel Anette's face was pale as a sheet as she barked hatefully with vengeful eyes, "How dare you hurt my spirit beast, Dughur Jian!"

Dughur Jian did not reply.

Another sword beam flashed!

Poof!

A scarlet streak appeared across Norel Anette's chest and her gaze dimmed gradually.

Initially, she was a blessed woman from the heavens. Born with fairy-like looks and in an ancient aristocratic family, any martial artist that saw her would naturally feel a sense of inferiority.