The Last Primal

Chapter 1004 - Crafty little thing

A few Martial Grandmasters frowned and discussed in hushed voices.

If a demon took on mortal form, its true form could be revealed easily with the use of spiritual consciousness as long as the difference between their martial art realms wasn't too great.

For example, if an anaconda took on mortal form, the image that appeared in the martial artist's mind after a check with spirit consciousness would be an anaconda!

The effect was even more obvious with the use of the Demon Revealing Mirror.

After forming a core, demons could take on mortal form and speak in common tongue.

If they advanced further and trained an Essence Spirit, they could even hide their demonic energy and at that point, even martial artists would be hard-pressed to differentiate them!

Because of that, in the ancient era, an emperor created a weapon targeted at demons called the Demon Revealing Mirror. Later on, it became common and widespread in the martial art world.

High-grade Demon Revealing Mirrors could even revert the demon beasts to their true forms with the release of Divine powers!

Even if they couldn't, the mirrors would reflect the demon beasts' true forms so that everyone could see.

"How strange!"

A black-robed Martial Grandmaster mumbled.

Suddenly, a purple-winged eagle flew toward them with a vicious gaze. It reached out with its pair of sharp talons and grabbed the black-robed martial artist.

"You have a death wish, beast!"

The black-robed martial artist harrumphed coldly and tapped his glabella to pull out a flying sword. Divine powers surged as he waved his robes, sending the flying sword forward!

Poof!

The speed of that sword was way too fast!

The purple-winged eagle tried its best to dodge but it still failed and was pierced by the sword, dying on the spot.

The carcass of the purple-winged eagle fell from midair and passed by the black-robed martial artist.

The black-robed martial artist did not pay any attention after slaying a Martial Master realm spirit demon. During his absence of mind, he felt a figure flash past the corner of his eyes!

A chilling killing intent surfaced!

Instantly, the black-robed martial artist felt as though he had fallen into a pit of ice water.

It was the humanoid ferocious beast!

The ferocious beast had been hiding on the purple-winged eagle and only struck after the carcass of the eagle passed by the martial artist!

The black-robed martial artist's flying sword was not by his side and he panicked. In his fluster, he conjured hand seals to release Divine arts to repel the intruder.

However, they were too close together and the figure had already leaped towards him in the blink of an eye!

The intruder reached out with both arms and clutched the black-robed martial artist's shoulder blades, exerting strength in his fingers.

"Pfft!"

Fingernails that were as sharp as daggers pierced the bones and flesh of the black-robed martial artist instantly!

"Ah!"

The black-robed martial artist howled in pain and cold sweat ran down his face immediately.

Before he could react, the intruder's knees were already rammed forward like a sprinting stallion.

Bang!

The black-robed martial artist's chest caved him and his eyes bulged. With a ripping sound, his arms were torn right off him!

A blood mist spewed out!

Another Martial Grandmaster was dead!

"How dare you, beast!"

The other Martial Grandmasters realized what happened and were enraged, summoning their Divine weapons hurriedly to turn around and give chase.

Under the guise of the night, the figure did not pause at all after killing the black-robed martial artist, turning into a streak of light before bolting into another part of the forest.

After turns and twists, it rushed into the beast stampede and disappeared before long again!

All the Martial Grandmasters had grim expressions on their faces after chasing all the way without gaining anything in return.

In their wrath, the Martial Grandmasters attacked one after another, summoning their Divine weapons and releasing Divine arts, almost flattening the entire forest!

Countless demon beasts in the vicinity died!

On the spirit vessel, the prince of Great East could not help but ask uneasily, "Where has that beast gone to? We can't let him escape just like this!"

The white-bloused woman raised her brow and remarked in confusion, "For some unknown reason, my spirit consciousness can't lock onto that person. The moment my spirit consciousness spreads out, it's blocked."

"I get the same feeling as well."

The bald burly man nodded.

Everyone turned towards the skinny old man by instinct.

Among the three of them, the skinny old man was the most experienced with the highest martial art realm.

"There are only two possibilities,"

The skinny old man said, "First, the demon beast trained some sort of a demonic secret skill that can block away spirit consciousnesses. Second, it's carrying some sort of a treasure that can block out spirit consciousnesses!"

The white-bloused woman and bald burly man nodded with pensive expressions.

The gaze of the skinny old man shone coldly. "This demon beast's martial art realm isn't high so it's unrealistic for it to train such a demonic martial art. I'm guessing that it should be in possession of a treasure!"

The hearts of the white-bloused woman and bald burly man skipped a beat as their eyes flashed with a brief hint of greed.

A treasure as such was also valuable to them!

The skinny old man was not wrong.

The humanoid ferocious beast that killed two Martial Grandmasters in succession was Aiden.

The treasure that the skinny old man was referring to were the Nigal Prayer Beads.

Although Aiden underwent both types of martial art techniques and trained and learned from both sides of the coin he was not an ultimate expert in any of them. His true strength was definitely not a match for Martial Grandmasters.

Furthermore, he was up against a hundred Martial Grandmasters!

A head-on fight would be courting death.

His advantage was in melee combat!

Aiden only managed to kill the two Martial Grandmasters after making use of the complex environment of Iron Mountain Range, the dark night, and the Nigal Prayer Beads alongside a change of his body and appearance.

Although the processes were simple, the difference between life and death was merely a single breath.

However, Aiden was the only one who knew how dangerous it was.

If he was slower by a single step or committed a single mistake, he would be locked down by the hundred Martial Grandmasters and killed on the spot!

Furthermore, after killing two Martial Grandmasters in succession, the remaining martial artists were now extremely guarded. Any activity at this point would lead to a thunderous retaliation.

The dark night had already passed.

The skies were turning brighter.

It was no longer possible for a sneak attack.

Aiden hid in the depths of the forest as one with his surroundings and glared at the largest spirit vessel in midair with a cold, silent expression.

After the deaths of two Martial Grandmasters in succession, the remaining Martial Grandmasters had grim expressions as they stood tensely in midair.

Any hint of danger or activity would alert everyone to attack preemptively!

No matter the demon beast, anything that tried getting close would be slain mercilessly!

"Where's that beast?"

The prince of Great East asked loudly.

It had been quite some time after the two Martial Grandmasters were killed and Aiden never appeared again, as though he had already left the place.

"This beast is extremely crafty,"

The bald burly man harrumphed coldly. "If he dares to appear right now, he'll definitely be locked down and killed!"

The white-bloused woman said, "Demon beasts are much sharper towards danger than mortals. I'm guessing that it has already escaped."

After the both of them spoke, they turned and looked at the skinny old man automatically.

The skinny old man shook his head. "I don't know. I'm just curious as to why that demon beast would gather a beast stampede to stand in the way of our allied army."

Right then, a Martial Master sped toward them, drenched in blood. The armor on his body was almost torn apart completely by the demon beasts.

The person descended on the deck of the spirit vessel and walked towards the three princes, saying hoarsely, "Princes, the beast stampede is way too ferocious and we can't defend against it. Please release the order for us to retreat, princes!"

"Bullshit!"

The prince of Great East slapped the table and stood up, berating, "We've got a hundred Martial Grandmasters accompanying our allied army. If they attack, we can suppress the beast stampede at any time!"

"Humph!"

The prince of Great South narrowed his gaze and said coldly, "Although you're a general of the army, the way you're dropping our morale is punishable by death!"

"That's enough,"

The prince of Great West waved it off. "General Sun, head on down first and kill the enemies as best as you can. Victory is already decided with the Martial Grandmaster seniors around."

General Sun was someone from the Great West Dynasty after all and could not be killed for such a reason.

The prince of Great West had to protect him no matter what.

Furthermore, the situation on the battlefield was indeed as he had described.

Many Martial Grandmasters had already attacked and released Divine arts to suppress the beast stampede!