Chapter 2286
The scream was wretched, plunging into Alex’s heart as if it were a steel knife.
To let out a scream so shrill. For a tough woman like Frostine, how intense must the pain she had to
endure be?
‘D*mn it! D*mn it!’
So what if no one led the way?
He could still find her with the Paper Doll of Three Realms leading the way. Today, he wanted the
Plenilune Sect to end in a bloodbath!
Seeing that Alex had stopped his disguise or any concealment but instantly rushed into the Plenilune
Sect, Hermione knew her master’s husband was infuriated. She knew how furious he was just by
feeling the boundless murderous intent.
“Sir, sir…”
Hermione chased after him, but her fellow disciples blocked her.
Hermione was just a disciple of Elder Quint, but she started apprenticing as a goddess because she
went on a journey once. Aftering back, she advanced by leaps and bounds and her status in the
Plenilune Sect skyrocketed. She became Plenilune Sect’s new favorite, where every big shot seemed
to favor her. It caused the high-ranking fellow disciples to lose their favor all of a sudden. Hence, they
were quite discontented with her.
They could not stop the admiration and envy in their hearts. But now, the person that she brought in
had murdered Senior Hyde. That Senior Hyde was the direct disciple of an elder in the Plenilune Sect
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Now that Hermione had caused trouble, they certainly had to seize the opportunity to step on her.
“Hermione Yggdrasill, you’re bold. How dare you bring an outsider to break into our sect? Are you
trying to rebel?”
“Are you trying to kill the sect master secretly?”
“Hermione Yggdrasill. You’re digging your own grave.”
Hermione sighed. As she saw Alex disappear, she stopped chasing him. She was still confident in
Alex’s skills. The sect master… Oh, it was Seth Zamora.
Although he was in the ninth realm to Imminent Immortal, he would have a miserable end against Alex.
What frustrated her the most, however, was her involvement in Frostine’s capture. Now that Frostine
suffered such treatment, her master’s husband would probably not forgive her.
“The sect master is dead!” Hermione eximed.
“What? How dare you curse the sect master? Hermione Yggdrasill, you really are foolhardy. How dare
you do this?” The person’s gaze turned cold. “Oh, did the outsider master you were apprenticed to ask
you to do so? How dare you repay our kindness by stabbing us in the back? Do you still any humanity
left in you?”
As she spoke, a middle-aged woman came over. It was a Plenilune Sect elder.
“What’s going on?” the elder asked. “Ah, isn’t this Hyde Lark? Who killed Hyde Lark?”
“It’s her!”
“The man she brought along killed Hyde Lark and ran inside!”
“She even cursed the sect master for being dead.”
The was the fourth elder who was called Erica Quartet. Erica was naturally acquainted with Hermione,
so she said with a frown, “Hermione Yggdrasill, what’s wrong with you? Is the sect master someone
you can curse?”
“Elder Quartet, what I said is the truth. Our sect master, Jenson Springer, died in Misty Swamp ages
ago. The current sect master is fake, a disguise coined up by Seth Zamora.”
“Seth Zamora? Any proof of your allegations?”
“You’ll be seeing it.”
***
At the Plenilune Scaffold of the Plenilune Sect..
“Ahh!”
Nine cold, jet-ck iron chains pierced through the woman’s major acupoints, locking her in the middle
of the nine pirs. She was drenched in blood.
The most terrifying thing was that one of the iron chains with a headband-like thing was tightly wrapped
around the woman’s head. There was a long, sharp stake in the middle of the iron headband, piercing
her forehead abruptly. Her forehead was bleeding with bruises. Her originally beautiful face was
bloodstained, now looking hideous.
She was none other than Frostine Usoro.