âThe founder of the Plenilune Sect was the Nine-Tails divine empress, first wife to Grand Emperor
Rowan of Phoenix Sect? It makes sense that we could feel the magnificent aura.â
âItâs also a great blessing to look at the two words every day,â Alex lauded.
Hermione raised her head and looked at them. She had seen them countless times and had felt
nothing peculiar thus far.
At this moment, the two walked up to the main gate, guarded by a few disciples. However, Hermione
was also famous in the Plenilune Sect and was the sect masterâs favorite now, so who did not know
Hermione?
Moreover, the ones guarding the gate were normally low-ranking disciples. Most of them were indirect
disciples, and their status was worlds apart from someone like Hermione.
Upon seeing Hermione, they dared not refuse to approach and greet her.
âGood day, Senior Hermione!â
âSenior Hermione, youâre back!â
As for Alex, who had transformed into Donovan, not many people knew him and thought he was just an
unfamiliar face in Plenilune Sectâs outfit. It was noted that these were disciples at the rock bottom of the
Plenilune Sect, so how would they have the opportunity to meet Donovan, who was prominent
throughout the entire Westem Ridge?
Facing her fellow disciples back here, Hermioneâs returned to her cool, arrogant behavior. She snorted
lightly and did not even deign to look at these people walking up the steps.
The few disciples did not dare to block her.
The paper dollâs shadow led the way, so Alex followed and walked forward. At this moment, he
encountered a group of people walking over slowly.
Alex overheard them discussing somethingâ¦
âSigh, the female prisonerâs screams were getting louder these few days and didnât even sound like a
human voice. Itâs so noisy that I couldnât even sleep well at night.â
âThatâs right! I donât know what kind of torture the sect master has been using on her either. Itâs
terrifying to just hear about it.â
âIâm suddenly a little sympathetic for her. Itâd be a liberation if she were to die sooner!â
A female prisoner? Torture?
Upon hearing these terms, Alexâs eyelids vibrated vigorously.
They were not talking about his senior, right?
He immediately signaled Hermione with his eyes. Hermione understood his intention and walked over.
âHey, Junior Yggdrasill, youâre back from training. Thatâs great!â A man saw Hermione and immediately
came forward to greet her. All the sect members knew that Hermione had boundless prospects after
apprenticing as a goddess.
âSenior Hyde, Iâd like to ask of you. Whoâs the female prisoner that you were talking about?â Hermione
asked.
Senior Hyde replied, âOh, itâs the one that you and the sect master captured last time. Sheâs⦠Usoro or
whatever sheâs called!â
As soon as Alex heard that, he instantly exploded with rage. He rushed forward abruptly and choked
him by the neck. âTake me to her!â
The people of the Plenilune Sect were instantly stunned.
âWho are you?â
âLet go of Senior Hyde, or I wonât be so courteous.â
The few people took out their weapons.
Hermione was anxious. âUm, you there. Please calm down first!â She did not dare to address him as
âsirâ right away.
âGet lost!â
Alexâs eyes were bloodshot. How could he calm down once he thought about her senior screaming
horribly here every night?
Moreover, Hermione was the one who took her away.
âGo to hell!â
Being choked by Alex, Senior Hyde could not wait for his death helplessly, so he secretly took out a
dagger smeared with deadly poison and stabbed Alex in the chest.
Clank!
Against all odds, the dagger couldnât penetrate an inch of the chest as a layer of energy blocked it.
Crack!
Senior Hydeâs neck was snapped and broken by the powerful force. Endless murderous intent filled
Alex.
It was because he heard the horrible scream. It was none other than the scream of his senior, Frostine.