The Last Primal

"What's going on? That Destiny Talisman belongs to Jorl Wuya?"

"It should be. The old man seems like he's really concerned."

"Who in the North Region could pose a threat to Jorl Wuya?"

"I'm not sure."

The old man from Crystal Palace Sect clutched the Destiny Talisman with an unpredictable expression.

After a moment of hesitation, his eyes flashed with conviction as he declared coldly, "A Martial Grandmaster must have infiltrated the Great Forbidden Ruins. Otherwise, given Wuya's strength, even if all the paragons of the North Region joined forces, none of them would be a match for him!"

Indeed, that was possible from Jorl Wuya.

However, it was not exactly possible for a Martial Grandmaster to infiltrate the Great Forbidden Ruins.

All of the Martial Grandmasters were gathered here and their spiritual consciousnesses surveyed the surroundings – there was no way a Martial Grandmaster could have sneaked past them, avoiding detection.

It was obvious what the old man from Crystal Palace Sect meant by saying that.

"I've got to see who would dare interfere in the fight for the Vermilion Fruit!"

The old man from Great Forbidden Ruins soared into the air, turning into a streak of light that burst towards the Great Forbidden Ruins.

The other Martial Grandmasters were already impatient, to begin with, and wanted to check out what was going on in the Great Forbidden Ruins!

Countless Martial Grandmasters could vaguely sense that the situation was not as simple as they had imagined!

Countless figures soared into the air.

…

In the center of the ruins.

The fight between the two monster incarnates was still ongoing.

Jorl Wuya was drenched in sweat and retreated continuously, panting in a wretched state.

Aiden was not in a great state either.

Many paragons could clearly sense that Aiden's movement was getting more sluggish and his blood energy was drained.

From the initial height of a hundred feet tall, he was now only two meters tall – he was at the limits of his stamina!

Even so, he did not have any intention of stopping.

Aiden's eyes shone viciously; even with his inadequate stamina, he was still suppressing Jorl Wuya with his aura!

Every single punch landed with his full strength.

Jorl Wuya had a menacing stare as he snarled. "Vile Beast, can't you tell that everyone is watching with coveting eyes, trying to reap the rewards from our fight? Even if you kill me, you'll be killed mercilessly!"

"Heh!"

Aiden sneered, revealing a set of pearly whites as he replied coldly, "For calling me a beast, I'll slaughter you first before thinking about anything else!"

"You're a lunatic!"

Jorl Wuya cursed. His hair was disheveled right now and he no longer carried the air as the number one chosen son of destiny of the North Region.

Snap!

Aiden threw yet another punch. Instinctively, Jorl Wuya raised his arm to defend and the sound of a snapped bone could be heard.

Psst!

Jorl Wuya gasped from the pain and his expression changed starkly.

He had trained the Crystal Mental Defense technique constantly and his body was not weaker than weapons a long time ago. He might not even be hurt if he was struck by a supreme-grade artifact weapon.

But now, his arm was broken by this monster incarnate of Holy Fire Island!

The snap of his arm shocked him greatly and he almost fainted from the pain. Naturally, his movements turned more sluggish as well.

Aiden's eyes lit up.

There was no way he would give up on an opportunity as such!

Closing in domineeringly, he arrived before Jorl Wuya in a flash.

"Ah!"

Jorl Wuya howled and exerted the last of his strength, thrusting the only elbow that was left fiercely towards Aiden like a gigantic spear!

Jorl Wuya could sense the aura of death.

This was his final gamble before his death!

Throughout history, there had been countless martial artists who gained the advantage the entire time only to be murdered in retaliation at a critical moment!

Even with his stamina exhausted, that single elbow thrust was definitely enough to create a gigantic hole in Aiden's body!

At that time, both of them would stand an equal chance at victory.

Unfortunately, Aiden seemed to have predicted it.

The moment he arrived before Jorl Wuya, with a distance of less than a feet, Aiden's body suddenly turned flexible. Like an anaconda, he wrapped himself around Jorl Wuya's body!

That move was extremely unexpected.

Right from the beginning, Aiden's attacks had always been tough and unyielding.

But now, with that sudden change, Jorl Wuya's final gamble missed.

At that moment, Aiden took a deep breath with his body wrapped around Jorl Wuya.

To the many paragons, it seemed like there was truly an anaconda that was coiling itself around Jorl Wuya's body. It breathed in and its body expanded as it reared its head and hissed, as though it wanted to devour the sun and moon!

Anaconda Coil!

That was a killing move from the Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness.

It was a move that exemplified the limits of the flexibility of one's tendons.

Pang! Pang! Pang!

Aiden's body sounded as though an ancient god of war was strumming a bow.

Unable to move at all, Jorl Wuya opened his mouth and a weird 'Ee, ee' sound echoed from the depths of his throat, as though he was trying to breathe.

One of the reasons why Anaconda Coil was a killing move was because it could suffocate someone!

Jorl Wuya's eyeballs were bloodshot and bulged out as his face turned a frightening shade of purple due to the prolonged asphyxiation!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The sound of bones cracking echoed!

Jorl Wuya's tendons and bones were snapped by Aiden's Anaconda Coil!

That body which could be described as perfect was now contorted in an indescribable state, looking absolutely miserable with completely smashed tendons and bones without any trace of life.

Jorl Wuya's gaze dimmed and his head tilted to the side, dying on the spot!

Jorl Wuya, the once number one Perfected Being of the North Region who dominated the martial art world overwhelmingly and was completely unmatched across the same realm!

For the past 30 years, although he rarely made an appearance, he was still an invincible existence of the Martial Master realm in the hearts of many major factions and sects of the North Region.

Nobody had expected this.

Nobody thought that Jorl Wuya would make a move for the Vermilion Fruit fight.

Less than that…

The paragons had not expected that Jorl Wuya would be murdered savagely with his tendons and bones snapped by someone else in the Great Forbidden Ruins!

Gazing at that mighty, burly figure on the battlefield, a surreal feeling surged through the minds of the paragons and they were overwhelmed by sadness.

This was the cruelty of the martial art world.

Even if one trained to Jorl Wuya's level and possessed that frightening combat strength, they could still be killed mercilessly.

No matter how glorious of a past they had, paragons that died would be buried in the sands of time and be forgotten eventually.

This Vermilion Fruit fight had far surpassed the initial expectations of the paragons.

There were way too many paragons that died.

The ground was sprawled with corpses and blood formed rivers.

It was too tragic!

Furthermore, up till this point, it was still uncertain who would end up as the eventual victor with the Vermilion Fruit!

There was only one thing that everyone was certain about.

From this day forth, there was a new number-one young master of the North Region!

At the same time, that newcomer would die soon as well!

Everyone could see Aiden's frailness at the moment.

Right now, any random Martial Master could probably take his life!

Although the remaining paragons were mostly injured, they looked at Aiden with fervent gazes, wanting to tear him apart!

Finally, a martial artist who could not hold it back anymore stood forward.

A centipede dies but never falls completely.

Although he could tell that Aiden was already exhausted, that person did not dare to advance and merely hid far away, hollering softly and conjuring a spirit art.

Spirit energy surged and condensed into a palm in midair, slapping towards Aiden fiercely.

Boom!

The spirit energy palm received no resistance and landed viciously on Aiden's body.

Aiden grunted dully and his legs wobbled, almost falling to the ground.

At the sight of that, the paragons were finally relieved.

"Hehe, so that's all there is to the legendary number one monster incarnate. There's also a time when he's exhausted!"

"He's nothing but a beast."

"Hmph! How dare a beast try to snatch the Vermilion Fruit from all of us humans! How impudent!"

Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect's paragon wielded his sword and advanced towards Aiden slowly, smirking coldly with a murderous intent.

Previously, his chest was pierced by Aiden's sword.

Although the wound wasn't deep, he was scheming and seized the opportunity to retreat due to the circumstances. He chose to observe coldly from the sidelines while retaining his strength.