The Last Primal



Suddenly, Aiden's expression changed and he thought of a possibility.

The existence in the backyard might not be human, but a malevolent ghost!

It would be similar to the white-bloused woman that he had encountered outside the old temple.

That was the reason why the old monk said that he and Morwyn Blackstone were the only people in the old temple.

It was because the existence in the backyard was not human!

The little monk was so frightened and the old monk was so cautious that he wouldn't mention anything about this… it seemed like the malevolent ghost wasn't weak!

"Do you want to repair your Inner Core or not! What are you dilly-dallying for? Hurry and come look for me in the backyard!" The voice of the malevolent ghost echoed again, seemingly impatient.

Aiden naturally wanted to repair his Inner Core.

However, he truly could not bring himself to trust a malevolent ghost.

Furthermore, Morwyn Blackstone had instructed him previously not to head to the backyard behind the grand hall.

"Kid, you're really timid as a mouse. Do I look like I can harm you?"

"Goodness, you're pathetic compared to me at that age! Back then, I feared nothing in the world and nobody could stop me wherever I went!"

"Kid, are you coming or not!"

The malevolent ghost's voice was growing weaker.

Aiden closed his eyes and rested; he did not make a move the entire time.

After a moment of silence, the malevolent ghost suddenly said, "Don't you want to know what that crimson-robed woman did when she came here several years ago? I witnessed everything personally, heh heh!"

Aiden was moved and opened his eyes.

The crimson-robed woman that the malevolent ghost was referring to was obviously Number 13.

As though he sensed the change in Aiden's emotions, the malevolent ghost remarked gleefully, "If you want to know, come to the backyard of the grand hall. I'll be waiting there for you, hehehe!"

Aiden gripped his fists and took a deep breath. Eventually, he could not control himself and stood up, heading towards the back of the grand hall.

He did not want to miss out on any information regarding Number 13.

Be it whether it was real or fake.

Turning around the old and majestic hall, Aiden arrived at the backyard and stopped in his tracks.

Instinctively, he looked over. His mouth could not help but fall agape as he revealed a deep look of shock in his eyes.

The backyard of the grand hall was an extremely massive cemetery that had no boundaries!

One after another, tall tombstones stood erected with clear carvings etched on them.

"Tomb of South Wind Monastery's teaching Lord Tiel Nian."

"Tomb of Daring Monastery's teaching Lord Furon An."

"Tomb of South Wind Monastery's Mighty Figure Yuwel Zewal."

"Tomb of Daring Monastery's Mighty Figure Zuhl An."

"Tomb of Supreme Commander of the Empire, Mighty Figure Han Fei!"

"… "

The tombstones were dense and packed above their respective graves.

There was a majestic melancholy to the cemetery.

Those that were buried here were Lesser Divine realm Lords at the very least – Aiden had even witnessed quite a number of higher realm Gods!

"Hmm?"

Aiden focused his gaze onto another tombstone.

"Tomb of Daring Monastery's Patriarch Hong Guang!"

It was the tomb of a God realm Patriarch!

God Realm Patriarchs were almost like the peak experts of the world.

To think that he would be buried in this cemetery as well.

As Aiden lamented, his gaze instinctively fell towards the center of the cemetery.

There was an unassuming grave in the center. If one did not pay attention, that would merely seem like a little bump in the mud.

However, that little mud bump seemed like it was looking down on the entire cemetery!

There were no other tombstones a hundred meters around the little mud bump!

Above the grave was a wooden tablet that was bent out of shape.

There were only two words written on that wooden tablet.

Divine Emperor!

Those two words seemed like they possessed a mysterious power.

Aiden's expression changed starkly and he felt his chest go stuffy. In fact, he even retreated a couple of steps uncontrollably!

That was the tomb of an emperor!

A single phrase reverberated endlessly and intensified within Aiden's mind.

"The ravine's name is called the Dragon Burial Valley and the divine dragon was buried ten thousand years ago with the blood of old emperors and the death of patriarchs. It's an extremely unlucky place."

Everything was real!

The catastrophe ten thousand years ago was so intense that emperors died here!

Cling! Clang!

The dull sound of chains rattling echoed once more.

Behind the countless tombstones and graves, under the hazy moonlight, a mighty and tall figure stood from the ground slowly. He had a torrential aura and seemed like his head was about to pierce a hole in the firmaments above!

It was a burly man with disheveled hair and clothes.

His hair was red, akin to blazing flames, and his features were coarse. He stared at Aiden with a bright gaze before smirking into a sinister smile.

The burly man's arms, legs, body, and neck were bound by coils of rusty, thick metal chains!

When the burly man stood up, the chains rattled endlessly!

The scariest thing was that two of those chains pierced right through the burly man's collarbones!

The moonlight was frighteningly pale.

The ground was laid with graves and tombstones all around.

The fact that there was a burly man with such a malevolent energy standing in this cemetery further proved Aiden's initial guess!

This was an extremely frightening malevolent ghost!

The burly man sized up Aiden a couple of times with his gaze and the glint in his eyes intensified, as though he had discovered something interesting.

Finally, the burly man even walked forward while sniffing with a pleased expression before bursting into laughter eventually.

"Kekekekeke!"

The laughter reverberated through the cemetery in an unsettling and shuddering manner!

Aiden could clearly see that the chains on the burly man were all nailed to the depths of the ground, trapping him in the center of the cemetery!

As long as the burly man moved, the chains on his body would tighten!

Aiden was relieved.

Although that malevolent ghost was scary, as long as it could not get close to him, it could not do anything.

"Kid, you're honestly timid. What are you hiding so far away for!"

The burly man grinned. "Don't worry and come over! I'm not going to eat you up!"

Aiden scoffed coldly.

He had roamed the martial world for eight years and had some experience in the world – the burly man's clumsy provocations were truly way too obvious.

Aiden would truly be left with no choice if he walked over.

"Red-headed ghost, you can say what you want from over there. I can hear you."

Aiden had a calm tone and a normal expression.

"Red-headed ghost?"

The burly man widened his eyes and his pitch changed. Instantly, he looked murderous!

"Kid, you're calling me a red-headed ghost?"

The burly man glared sternly.

Aiden pouted fearlessly and sneered, "Stop acting tough over there. You can't even move. Who are you trying to scare?"

"Hehehehe…!"

The burly man ground his teeth and snickered evilly.

Aiden asked, "Red-headed ghost, I don't have the time to waste with you here. What do you know about that crimson-robed woman that has visited this site years ago?"

At the mention of the crimson-robed woman, the burly man's expression changed slightly and a hint of fear flashed through the depths of his eyes.

Immediately after, he revealed a gloating expression.

"Kekekeke!"

The burly man smirked and laughed. "That woman was incredible back then! A single meet-up with her destroyed the silent and immovable meditations that I had painstakingly trained! Hahaha! I'm laughing to death!"

For the past time he spent here so far, Aiden had been reading prayers in the meditation hall and had some understanding towards silent and immovable meditations.

In the religious sects, some monks would train various meditation techniques that were equivalent to secret skills to raise their martial realms.

The more stringent the requirement of the meditation technique, the greater the advancement in their powers!

For example, the silent meditation technique of the religious sects was also known as keeping quiet or forbidden from talking.

Simply put, one must not speak.

The priests and monks deem that the reincarnation cycles of the masses are due to the karma accumulated by their bodies, mouths, and intents.

The silent meditation technique was meant for them to reduce their karmas gained from speaking and improve their martial skills from that point on.

The immovable meditation technique did not refer to their physical movements, but their intents!

They must not have wild thoughts so as to reduce their intent karmas.

Both of those meditation techniques were extremely difficult to train.

Aiden had not expected this old monk of the old temple would choose to train both meditation techniques at the same time.

Less than that, he did not expect Number 13 to break both meditation techniques of the old monk directly.