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Chapter 5431
Yet Rachelle acted as if she had not heard anything, soaring ahead without an ounce of
rage or humiliation.
Huh?
Darryl was even more confused then. This wasn't right- had he teased her like this back
just a little while ago, Rachelle would have been furious and turned back to fight him
immediately.
And yet this woman had no reaction now, unusually calm.
What Darryl did not know then was that Rachelle was under someone else's control, and
was nothing but a puppet then. 4
At the thought, Darryl sped up as he began to close the distance between him and
Rachelle.
Seeing as he was about to catch up, he saw Rachelle jerk harshly before ducking into a
hall. There were many of these in the Godly Secret Realm, and most of them were empty.
Thus Darryl did not think much of this, and rushed forward as well. 1
What...
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtUpon entering the hall, Darryl stopped in his footsteps immediately as he looked around.
All that could be seen in the room were a large number of black, square rocks in a
seemingly haphazard pile. Yet all it took was a closer look for one to immediately
recognize that something was off.
The Five Delusions Formation?
A few seconds later, a smile appeared on Darryl's face. He was second to none when it
came to formations and spells, and could tell immediately that the rocks were forming
such a formation.
The Five Delusions Formation was a mid-range formation. To others, it was ever-changing
and impossible. Yet to Darryl, getting out of it was merely a piece of cake.
Upon letting out a light chuckle, Darryl did not hesitate before rushing to the formation
and staring straight at Rachelle. "Tell me where you've trapped the Palace Master now."
Had it been any other time, Darryl would have said a few more things to provoke Rachelle.
Yet now he was only concerned for the Palace Master's safety, and could not be bothered
to make such jokes.
"Answer me first."
Rachelle's expression was cold as ice at the question as she responded coldly. She ducked,
piercing her sword in Darryl’s direction at once.
The blow was one that Rachelle cast with full force, constricting the air as it moved.
Sigh...
Darryl smiled lightly at Rachelle's attack, his gaze twinkling as he flashed a bitter smile.
"Now why would you feel the need to do that? We've dueled a good number of times
before; you know you're no match for me.” "I know. You're trying to buy time, aren't you?"
As he spoke, Darryl stood still as a rock with no intention of ducking or dodging the attack.
Rachelle's demeanor remained icy as she sped up, not saying a single word.
Darryl wasted no words seeing her like this. He drew his long sword to meet her.
Both swords clashed and clanged in the air, letting out a series of loud chimes. Rachelle
was heavily defeated barely two rounds in- yet her gaze remained impossibly determined
with no intention of backing down.
Motherf*cker!
Frustrated by her persistence, Darryl could not help but say, "Don't think I won't have the
heart to kill you, Rachelle. You keep testing me." "Tell me now- where have you locked the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPalace Master?"
As he spoke, Darryl's brows were tightly knitted with unspeakable worry.
Due to the whole deal over the Heavenly Secret Palace cultivation method, Darryl had not
only humiliated Rachelle several times; he had also defeated Adam. It could be said that
both parties were far from friendly, and it would make sense if this was simply Adam's plot
to take revenge on the Pure Yang Division.
Thus, nothing good could come out of the Palace Master being at their mercy.
Yet in the face of Darryl's fury, Rachelle remained calm and expressionless.
"You won't get away today, Darryl Darby."
Her voice was completely devoid of emotion.
"Fine. You made me do this."
Just then, Darryl did not waste anymore words as he sped up, landing a blow.
The blow was impossibly powerful, and Rachelle had no time to duck at all. Yet she did not
panic, summoning all her internal energy to meet the blow with one of her own.
The next second, both blows collided as Rachelle let out a dull hum and stumbled
backwards. She landed against a rock harshly, her dress and hair askew.
Rachelle's face was nothing but pale then- yet she still did not show any emotion at all.