Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 803

It was a golden axe with nine vivid dragons carved on it! The entire axe had an ancient and sacred breath of aura!

Donoghue was ecstatic! The axe must have been awakened when his blood dripped onto it. It had found its master!

Donoghue let out a long sigh of relief as he held the axe handle with both hands and tugged it hard. He was surprised that he could pull the giant axe so easily!

Donoghue looked up at the sky and laughed out loud. "It looks like it would acknowledge its master with just a drop of blood on it. And then I can pull it out of the platform easily!"

Donoghue glanced at Yumi coldly.

How dared the b*tch attacked him!

However, his blood had been accidentally splashed onto the axe because of Yumi's sneak attack. Otherwise, he would not be able to lift the divine weapon!

Donoghue was extremely excited; he could feel the giant axe’s oppressive power. He took a great leap and soared into the air.

"Eventually, I will be able to command the world with this divine weapon.

"I'll be the world's Supreme Leader!"

Donoghue was so excited that he was drowned in a state of madness. He laughed as he waved the giant axe in his hand.

Hum! Hum! Hum!

A series of terrifying powers burst from the giant axe, and it raged wildly around him!

Boom!

The extremely terrifying power shook the entire Incredible Sky Mountain violently!

The axe's internal energy surged, and it was channeled into Donoghue’s body. His strength had grown frantically! In the blink of an eye, he had achieved the level of a Martial Saint!

Yet, his internal energy continued climbing!

When Donoghue lifted the giant axe, the earth's nine mainlands shook violently! Dark clouds formed in the clear sky!

Debra, who lay prostrate on the soft bed, was amazed. She stared at Darryl blankly; she was in disbelief, and her delicate body trembled slightly!

Oh...

'He really does know how to refine the antidote, and he did it so quickly too!'

"Hurry and give me the antidote, Darryl! I beg you..." Debra was no longer her arrogant self as she pleaded weakly.

She was cold, hot, and itchy; it was worse than death even though she was proud and arrogant, she could not stand such torture!

Darryl smiled and looked at her. "Sect Master, the antidote I refined for you is quite easy to make. It does not require any rare materials and does not take much time to make, but I can’t give it to you for free."

Debra was piqued, but she stomped her feet. She pleaded softly, "Darryl, please give me the antidote. If you save me, I shall wash your feet and serve you well. I’ll do anything for you..."

The Three Poisons Pill’s efficacy grew stronger; Debra could no longer withstand it. Her body was weak and sore, and she had no strength at all.