Everyone had a straight face on, feeling furious and shocked, especially the Six Sect disciples. All of them had an extremely unpleasant look on their faces.

There were at least a hundred of them, and yet none of them were able to catch that bastard! If rumors got out, how would people view them and their reputation?

As they exchanged looks with one another, Abbess Mother Serendipity stood up and glanced around the crowd. “Alright, even if we did not manage to catch that bastard, you don’t have to worry. I’ve destroyed his arteries and veins. He might be alive, but he won’t be able to cultivate ever again.”

The crowd felt better and instantly reassured. However, Florian stood up with a cross look. “Even if he’ll no longer be able to cultivate, he’s still alive!” an evil glint flashed in his eyes. “As long as he’s alive, my grandfather will not be able to rest in peace.”

Darryl had to die, no matter what it took! As long as he was still alive, Florian could not sleep or eat in