The Last Primal



Cling! Clang!

The moment he said that the sound of chains rattling sounded from the backyard once more. It was dull and forceful, as though something was struggling repeatedly!

Aiden's heart skipped a beat.

The little fox was rattled and scurried along Aiden's arm into his embrace to hide within.

The old monk's expression was unchanged and there were no emotions in his weathered eyes, as though he could not hear the sound of chains in the backyard.

Aiden was gradually relieved when he saw how composed the old monk was.

However, he was truly curious as to what was behind the sound of chains coming from the backyard.

Why would Morwyn Blackstone want to avoid it so fearfully?

The old monk interrupted Aiden's thoughts and suddenly asked, "I can sense an aura of the religious sects circling around you that isn't from the Saraca Flower. Have you trained a technique of the religious sects before?"

"Technique of the religious sects? Could it be…"

Aiden froze momentarily before his eyes flashed with a glint of realization.

He gathered energy slowly and made use of the present spirit energy that entered his body to open up his storage bag, retrieving a small bead the size of a pea.

The small bead, that he had looted at some point back when he raided one of the enemy hideouts back in the skink city was extremely old and although it was made of wood, there were no signs of corrosion. The patterns that were etched on it were still extremely clear!

Aiden said with a deep voice, "I've managed to train an extremely strong spirit art known as the Fiend Suppression Seal. Now I understand, it was thanks to this little guy!"

The Fiend Suppression Seal was the only thing he had trained that was from the religious sects.

The moment he took out the small bead, Aiden finally understood something.

He understood why he was able to comprehend such a powerful Fiend Suppression Seal with just a single small bead.

It wasn't because he had a frightening potential – it was because the existence of the Saraca Flower, the sacred item of the religious sects, allowed him to possess a pure root of wisdom!

"Hais."

The moment he caught sight of the small bead, the old monk sighed gently and he got slightly emotional.

It was clear that the old monk recognized the origin of the small bead.

He said, "Actually… the Fiend Suppression Seal is not a spirit art. It's a divine art of Daring Monastery!"

Divine Art!

Aiden knew that divine arts could only be released by Martial Grandmasters who are able to make use of divine powers after training their Essence Spirits.

Since the Fiend Suppression Seal was a divine art, how was he able to release it as a spirit art with the use of spirit energy?

"It's no wonder why the Saraca Flower is a sacred item of the religious sects."

That statement from the old monk enlightened Aiden.

The Saraca Flower should be the only reason why he possessed such a mystifying might!

Aiden thought about what he experienced at that time and said, "This small bead was found in a stone coffin. In it, there was a skeleton that could resurrect and was extremely frightening. I only managed to escape by luck,"

Pondering for a moment, Aiden continued, "That skeleton seemed to be from the fiend sects."

"There's no mistake,"

The old monk replied, "The owner of that small bead is Monk Daring, the titular disciple of Daring Monastery and a supreme expert that was renowned back in the days!"

"Titular disciple?"

This was the second time Aiden had heard of that term.

The first titular disciple he knew was the Asura, Ward Atrez.

The second was this, Monk Daring.

The old monk explained, "There would always be titular disciples in the various super sects of the world. Furthermore, there's only one of them! All the titular disciples are the ones with the greatest potential among the paragons of the sect; the ones with the most stellar track records and the ones with the most frightening combat strength!"

"Titular disciples are not fixed by their martial power realms but all of them possess countless trump cards and the most fundamental ability for them is to kill above their levels. Typically speaking, one only earns the right to become a titular disciple after advancing to the Quasi Divine realm."

At that point, Aiden understood.

In other words, the titular disciples were the strongest among the paragons of the super sects!

The old monk continued, "Titular disciples are bestowed the teaching Titles unique to their sects by the Sect Masters. For example, the titular disciple of South Wind Monastery would gain the teaching Title of South Wind whereas the titular disciple of Daring Monastery would gain the teaching Title of Daring. That helps with identification."

"There is quite a gap between you and titular disciples. Remember, if you encounter the titular disciples of super sects from here on, you must always be careful not to engage them recklessly."

Aiden nodded.

The old monk thought for a moment before saying, "Back then, the Asura Sect produced a monster that created a Blood Refinement Fiend technique. Murder was his second nature and everywhere he passed, he would devour the fresh blood of all living beings cleanly!"

When he heard that, Aiden realized that there was a high chance the skeleton was the monster of Asura Sect in the past!

The old monk continued, "Monk Daring could not bear to see the masses in distress and headed out to suppress that fiend. The two of them fought three consecutive battles and although the monster of Asura Sect was disadvantaged, it was hard to tell who would come forth victorious."

"At the fourth battle, victory was finally decided. It was said that the battle was so tremendous that the skies changed and the earth collapsed. Both parties fought with their full strengths!"

"What happened later on?"

Aiden asked instinctively.

The old monk shook his head. "Later on, there were various sayings and rumors. Some said that Monk Daring was severely injured after killing the monster of Asura Sect and died soon after as well; some said that both parties suffered immense losses and fought to the end, dying together…"

"All in all, the eventual outcome was that both of them went missing. Nobody knew if they were alive or dead but they had never appeared ever since."

There was a hint of sadness in the old monk's tone.

After receiving the small bead from Aiden, he rubbed it gently between his fingers.

"Hmm?"

A moment later, the old monk exclaimed softly, as though he discovered something.

"What's wrong?"

Aiden asked hurriedly.

"Nothing much,"

The old monk shook his head. "Actually, this was a top-grade divine weapon from Daring Monastery in the past, known as the Nigal Prayer Beads, and comprises of a set of six small beads."

"The Nigal Prayer Beads are made from immortal wood from the world and refined using the inner trunk of the Soul Nourishing Tree. There are six divine seals of Daring Monastery etched on it. The small bead that you've obtained is one of them."

"The Nigal Prayer Beads were originally carried by Nigal Prayer Beads. However, that battle back then was way too intense that the Nigal Prayer Beads broke apart and all six of its small beads were scattered everywhere…"

At that point, the old monk extended his wrinkled finger and poked gently at his glabella.

His glabella shone with a spot of light.

Immediately after, the old monk's glabella opened up, and three small beads the size of longans shot out – they were identical to the one Aiden had!

However, upon closer inspection, it could be seen that the patterns etched on each small bead were different.

The old monk said, "After that battle, the monks of Daring Monastery searched for a long time and only managed to retrieve three small beads. Including the one you have, there are still two more that are lost in the world."

"Daring Monastery has a supreme divine technique known as the Daring True technique that is used to uphold the sect. The true technique has two volumes. The first volume, the Daring Mantra, also known as the Six Worded Daring Mantra, is a sound divine technique."

When he heard that, Aiden could not help but recall the six strange-sounding syllables that Morwyn Blackstone chanted outside the old temple earlier on.

Those six syllables contained a mysterious might that was unfathomable!

The old monk's voice sounded again. "The second volume is the Daring divine Seal and there are six types, all of which are imprinted on the Nigal Prayer Beads. The Fiend Suppression Seal that you've learned is one of them."

"The divine seals in the three small beads in my hands are the Demon Subduing Seal, Immortal Trap Seal, and Immovable Foundation Seal."

Aiden nodded silently.

Since the Fiend Suppression Seal was already so strong, needless to think, the power of the Demon Subduing Seal, Immovable Foundation Seal, and Immortal Trap Seal would definitely not be inferior!

The old monk could not help but laugh when he read Aiden's mind. "Actually, these four are the weakest among the six seals."