Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 2392

Darryl glared at Zhang Jue as he struggled to get up; his heart was filled with pent-up rage. Zhang Jue was far too despicable for attacking them when their internal energy was weakened in an attempt to take over the control of the Nine Mainland. He would die in that battle before he would let Zhang Jue win.

"Darryl!"

"Darryl!"

Chester and Yvette gasped when they saw that; they tried to make their way to him, but with the overwhelming number of North Moana soldiers surrounding them, there was no way they could escape.

Zhang Jue laughed victoriously toward the sky. "Those who obey me will prosper, and those who disobey me will be eliminated. Darryl Darby, once I kill you, I will take over the command of all your soldiers and defeat the Raksasa Tribe. I will become the one and only—Nine Continents Supreme. It's still not too late to bow to me," he said to Darryl.

Zhang Jue descended slowly with a tight grip on his sword; he began to walk toward Darryl, his vicious aura filled the air with every step he took. Darryl could not have felt more enraged; he felt dissatisfied as he watched Zhang Jue approach him. Was he destined to die at the hands of Zhang Jue?

Darryl looked across the field and saw that Chester, Yvette, and the others were stuck more than a hundred meters away with the North Moana Arm. There was no way they could come to his aid in time. With his injuries, he was powerless against Zhang Jue's attack.

'If only I had the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda with me; too bad it was stolen by that bloody woman, Jackie Yale,' he thought as he clenched his fist so hard that his nails almost sunk into his flesh.

"Darryl, my brother!"

It was precisely that moment when he heard a deafening roar that echoed throughout the battlefield. When he looked across it, he saw Zhurong sprinted toward him, and when he reached the younger man, Zhurong stood protectively in front of him. Intense fighting will oozed off him. "Do not worry, Brother! I will help you to deal with that abomination!" Zhurong locked eyes with Zhang Jue as he began to fire up his internal energy.

"Zhang Jue, you are nothing but an abomination with despicable intentions. The Nine Mainland is at risk, and the first thing you can think of is to harm people on the same side as you instead of fighting against the Raksasa Tribe? You want Darryl dead? Then you are going to have to get through me first."

"Zhurong, the Fire God?" Zhang Jue scowled before he sneered in contempt. "You are overestimating yourself. If you are so desperate to die, then I will do you a favor and send you both to hell," Zhang Jue said in cold disdain.

If it were any other time, Zhang Jue would be more cautious with Zhurong. After all, like Gonggong, Zhurong was one of the most powerful beings in the history of close to a thousand years. However, just like the others, Zhurong had also burnt through a considerable amount of his internal energy in the earlier battle against the Raksasa Army; Zhang Jue did not fear him.

"Die!" Provoked by Zhang Jue's disdain, a wave of scorching fury erupted from within Zhurong as he roared furiously. Instantly, a blazing flame emerged and steadily formed into a sea of fire as it spread toward Zhang Jue at incredible speed, lighting the sky as it did.

Chester and the others immediately felt optimistic when they saw Zhurong. Still, at that moment, none of them dared to slight the situation. They instantly worked to raise a protective barrier before them. Zhurong's flame might not be as powerful as Darryl's White Lily Cold Flame, but its power was not something to be underestimated.

"Playing with fire?" Zhang Jue's mouth twitched with amusement as he gazed at the approaching flame. Zhang Jue waved his arm, and his internal energy surged. A black hurricane appeared. It went straight toward the flame and put out the majestic sea of fire in a matter of seconds.

What the...

Darryl, Zhurong, Chester, and the others' jaws dropped to the ground when they saw that.