Prime Originator Chapter 734 - Secret Realm's True Purpose?

Chapter 734 - Secret Realm's True Purpose?

Outside the tomb, the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman and Aria relocated and hid near the tomb's entrance for a closer watch while Darlene remained in the treetop.

When the Revered Wind Tribe's Venerable Shaman shot out from the tomb alone with a fl.u.s.tered look, the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman instinctively jumped out to intercept the person's escape.

"Where are you heading in such a hurry, hm? Where are the rest of your tribesmen?" the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman questioned.

However, the Revered Wind Tribe's Venerable Shaman did not answer.

His eyes coldly glinted before he lashed out at the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman with his bone sword in a sudden attack.

Nevertheless, the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman antic.i.p.ated such a situation.

Clang!

The two Extremity-rank Battle Masters exchanged blows, causing the force of their collision to ripple out through the air like a ring-shaped gust of wind.

The leaves rustled, and the two Venerable Shamans retreated several steps from the rebounding force.

"Get out of my way!"

The Revered Wind Tribe's Venerable Shaman immediately shot forward with a follow-up attack in a desperate attempt to quickly flee the area.

However, their evenly matched strength made it impossible to determine a winner swiftly.

"Hoho," the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman chuckled before speculating, "Judging by your desperate look, things didn't go so well in the tomb."

"But I wonder if the rest of your tribesmen have been done in by the Mother h.e.l.lbiter or by Young Master Leonhardt?"

As the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman spoke, Aria secured the perimeters by enclosing the area in an ice wall, cutting off all possible escape.

The Revered Wind Tribe's Venerable Shaman's eyes immediately flickered with madness like a cornered animal.

"Why ask questions when you already know?! Your group must have planned this from the start! Intentionally leaving the Demon King-level Tomb open to arouse our greed so we could come back and dig out the tomb for your Young Master Leonhardt!"

The Revered Wind Tribe's Venerable Shaman accused.

Although his words surprised the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman and Aria, their eyes quickly shone from the information they derived.

Knowing that Leon was alive, Aria was thrilled with joy and relief.

"What a funny thing to say," Aria snickered and said, "We didn't plot anything. Your tribe's undoing was a result of your own greed and selfishness."

"How ridiculous it is for a thief to push the blame onto others," Aria coldly added.

It was like a prost.i.tute pointing her finger at a virgin and calling the person a s.l.u.t; truly an unsightly behavior.

"You should accept the consequence of your own choice," the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman stated.

"Hmph, don't you dare lecture me!" the Revered Wind Tribe's Venerable Shaman snorted and said, "I came to this secret realm with the intent to advance to Battle King, so I don't intend to die h—"

The Revered Wind Tribe's Venerable Shaman's expression abruptly changed before he twisted his body to dodge Leon's sudden attack from the tomb entrance.

Puchi!

Alas, the Venerable Shaman failed to completely evade the sneak attack as Leon's sword wave sliced off his left arm!

"Argh—!"

The person grunted in pain.

However, not even a split second after, the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman lodged his soul weapon straight into the back of the person's head and ended the person's life.

There was no hesitation when Leon presented the opening to him.

The One-Eyed Venerable Shaman was aware they held the overwhelming advantage with Leon's appearance.

Even so, he didn't want to take any chances with an Extremity-rank Battle Master.

Shortly after, Aria dived straight into Leon's arms and sunk her face into his chest, undisturbed by the uncleanliness of his body.

"You must have been worried sick about me," Leon placed a hand on Aria's head with a warm look before he apologized, "I'm sorry."

"It's fine as long as you're alive," Aria shook her head and said.

"It's great that you're alive, Young Master Leonhardt, but what about the rest of the Revered Wind Tribesmen that entered the tomb…?" the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman asked shortly after.

"All dead. I killed them," Leon calmly answered.

Of course, he didn't leave without looting his spoils on their bodies.

After noticing it was only One-Eyed Venerable Shaman and Aria, Leon inquired, "What happened during my absence? Where are the others?"

"You don't have to worry about that, Young Master Leonhardt. They are all fine. Miss Darlene is cultivating in the trees while my tribesmen have left to seek lucky chances elsewhere."

After explaining the situation to Leon, the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman's gaze could not help much fall on the divine sword in Leon's hand.

"That is…"

"A tier-7 divine weapon," Leon openly admitted before saying with a solemn look, "You won't mind if I gift this sword to Aria, will you, senior?"

"Of course not!"

The One-Eyed Venerable Shaman immediately waved his hand, expressing a clear disinterest in the inheritance lest Leon develops the wrong idea about him.

"Since Young Master Leonhardt worked hard for the inheritance, this old man has no right to interfere with Young Master Leonhardt's decision to gift it to whoever Young Master Leonhardt wishes," the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman added.

The One-Eyed Venerable Shaman wasn't sure how powerful a tier-7 divine sword was, but he determined it wasn't worth falling out with Leon, someone who could translate the ancient heritage for them.

"Senior is too serious," Leon smiled with a wry look.

He had no intention of monopolizing the inheritance, not to mention there was plenty of good stuff in the Abyssal Wood Demon King's storage ring.

"Actually, there is something important I need to discuss with senior," Leon stated seriously, causing the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman to show an equally serious expression.

"Let's talk in the treetop."

"Un."

The three quickly returned to Darlene's location in the treetop after reaching an agreement.

The One-Eyed Venerable Shaman gave Leon some time to catch up with Aria and Darlene before he finally broke his silence.

"What important matter does Young Master Leonhardt wish to speak with this old man about?"

"About that…" Leon quickly a.s.sumed a solemn look before he said, "I believe everyone has a grave misconception on the purpose of the secret realm."

"The true purpose of the secret realm is not to leave behind an inheritance for the future generations but possibly something much darker."