Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 5711

After finishing his sentence, Prince Auten raised his right hand and slammed it on top of Ravo's head. Ravo moaned in agony. He opened his eyes wide and died instantly.

Tavo and the rest shouted hysterically as their eyes reddened.

"You animal! How dare you!"

"How did Wudang Sect get such a treacherous disciple like you? I"m going to kill you, kill you!"

"You will not end well for deceiving and killing your master!"

The Wudang Seven Swords were as close as brothers. They were the ones who made names and achievements for Wudang Sect back in the day. They crumbled after seeing Ravo killed by the fake Graham.

Prince Auten's face was expressionless as he listened to the remaining six Wudang Seven Swords scolding and cursing him. "Kill me? Check your situation and tell me how you intend to kill me. The weak perish, but the strong survive and live on forever. Just accept your fate."

He put both of his hands on Ravo's elixir field. Following that, a powerful force of internal energy erupted from Ravo's elixir field, causing an internal energy storm in the secret chamber. It was a chance that Prince Auten could not pass up. He quickly absorbed his own internal energy.

"F*ck you! F*ck you!" The remaining Wudang Seven Swords cursed. They wanted to kill Prince Auten but lost their ability to move because Print Auten had sealed their acupoints. Alas, they could only stand there and watch.

Finally, Prince Auten absorbed all of Ravo's internal energy, and Ravo's body collapsed to the ground as it dried up.

When Prince Auten felt an abundance of internal energy in his body, he smiled. "It is your turn now, Wudang Seven Swords," he said to the remaining members of Wudang Seven Swords. Don't worry. All of you can reunite again on the road to hell."

Even though he had resculpted his fair soul, it would take some time for him to return to his peak. It was preferable to have complete control of the Wudang Sect at the time. Everyone was still depressed, and the sect was now without a leader. As a result, now was the best time to act.

He soon arrived in Master Jade's room. He approached the table and flipped through the books on it, looking at the sidenotes he had made to observe and learn his writing. A few minutes later, he imitated Master Jade's handwriting and wrote a letter of appointment, which he placed prominently on the table.

He quickly exited the room and made his way to the main hall that was nicely decorated for the funeral. The Master Jade's coffin was placed in the center of the hall. A few elders and elite disciples guarded the coffin. They looked depressed.

When Prince Auten walked in, everyone turned to look at him. "Graham!" Elder Lerin said, standing up. "Where have you been? Why did you only show up now?"

Prince Auten had predicted that someone would ask him that question on the way to the main hall. "I chased after Darryl," he said, angry and resentful. "He is too arrogant to fight with the seven grandmasters, and he even insulted them... Unfortunately, he was too fast for me to catch up with."