The battle was not over yet.
Prince Auten's right hand hovered over the Palace Master's head as he glanced around before spitting coldly, "Stop, all of you! Surrender now if you don't wish to see me defile your Palace Master."
Whoa…
Everyone else stopped as they could not hide the panic in their eyes and the rage burning in their chests.
Crap…
Out of the two sect masters, one was injured, and one was held hostage. What else was there left of the fight?
Seeing everyone stop, Prince Auten smirked as he waved at Rachelle.
Rachelle understood the message instantly and rushed forward to tie the pupils of the three main sects up immediately.
A few minutes later, Rachelle strode over to address Prince Auten. "Senior Brother, all the pupils of the three main sects are now under control."
As she spoke, Rachelle looked at the Palace Master and the rest. "Should we execute the two sect masters and the elders immediately?"
Prince Auten shook his head, his gaze flashing slyly. "Not yet. We can't kill them off yet. They might come in handy to us if we keep them alive."
Darryl was the head of the Elixir Sector, and there was no way he would just stand and watch his Palace Master be taken away.
Prince Auten had thought it through. He would use those people to lure Darryl and find a way to trap him when he arrived to save the hostages before usurping his magical strength.
After all, Darryl was the Nine Heavens Sage, and usurping his magical powers would help him rebuild his fairy soul.
At the thought, Prince Auten addressed Rachelle.
"Have them locked up in the Realm and seal the entrance. Let me know the second Darryl Darby shows up."
As he spoke, Prince Auten's gaze flashed coldly.
"Yes, Sect Master."
Rachelle acknowledged his orders and scrambled to prepare.
…
Darryl sat in a little hut outside the Elixir Sector in the Pure Yang Palace, drinking his tea leisurely.
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