Chapter 1934 You Have No Right


    With a flick of his hands, Jared flung Dragonyer Sword high up in the sky.


    Dragonyer Sword spun in the air before thrusting in Patrick''s direction.


    Startled, Patrick hurriedly took a couple of steps back. The tornado, however, died down instantly after


    being struck by the golden light of Dragonyer Sword.


    Fearsome energy spread across the field like wildfire. Because of that, Jared was blown back time and


    again.


    Things were looking bad for Patrick nheless as he strived to contain Dragonyer Sword and the


    sword spirit within it with his vines.


    s, all his vines were cut off by the razor-sharp light emitted by Dragonyer Sword.


    Boom!


    Dragonyer Sword shed Patrick mercilessly.


    Just like that, Patrick''s arm was chopped off. Crimson-red blood began oozing out as his aura withered


    away.


    Staring at his broken limb on the ground, he freaked out.


    A voice of despair inundated him, dispelling Spiritual Wood Spell altogether. He returned to his true form


    and went to his knees.


    “H-How... How is this even possible?” he mumbled to himself.


    After all, he was a Top Level Greater Martial Arts Marquis, and he was standing on the ground of Demon


    Sect''s secret realm. Not only had he been blessed with the advantage ofmanding the power ofws,


    but he had even resorted to Spiritual Wood Spell.


    Why did it still end up like this?


    Patrick then shifted his line of sight to Jared in utter disbelief.


    Jared''s only a Greater Martial Arts Marquis in the middle phase. There''s no way he could''ve triumphed


    over me!


    Once Dragonyer Sword fell back into Jared''s hands, he raised the sword and pointed it at the


    devastated Patrick. “Show me what else you''ve got, or die if you''re already at your wits'' end!”


    He was all ready to swing Dragonyer Sword right at Patrick upon dropping those words.


    “Hold on!” Jessica suddenly stopped Jared.


    “Why, Ms. Zimmerman? You''re not going to plead on this jerk''s behalf, are you?” questioned Jared.


    Jessica shook her head. “No. I only want to know why he lied to me...”


    As she spoke, she came face to face with Patrick, her eyes shining with rage. “You! You hurt me and


    ruined my life! Why must you do this to me?”


    Patrick hung his head low. He dared not look the woman in the eye. All he did was slowly part his lips


    and voice, “I didn''t have a choice. Evil Heart Sect manipted me. They poisoned me, and if I don''t do


    as they say, I''ll die at their hands!”


    He made every effort to exin himself, hoping to win sympathy and survive the ordeal.


    “I don''t want to hear any of that. You can betray Demon Sect all you want. But how could you treat me


    like this? Am I simply one of your ythings, one of your tools to vent your desires?” fumed Jessica.


    Patrick then shifted his line of sight to Jared in utter disbelief.


    She could never forgive the man for abusing her.


    She could never forgive the man for abusing her.


    “Of course, not! I love you from the bottom of my heart. You''re no toy of mine. You''ve got to believe me.”


    Patrick shook his head fervently, trying to deny those ims.


    “You beast! I don''t believe you...”


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    Jessica was reduced to a sobbing mess, pounding away on Patrick''s chest without reprieve.


    Patrick merely remained motionless. He did not even bother resisting the woman. Suddenly, his eyes


    sparkled. While no one was paying him any attention, he swiftly grabbed Jessica by the neck.


    Thetter froze momentarily at that. She tried to break free from the man''s grip but to no avail.


    Holding Jessica hostage, Patrick hollered, “Get out of the way, Jared! All of you, stand back!”


    He was bending his mind to flee the Demon Sect''s secret realm and run to Evil Heart Sect.


    xseed, for one, became a nervous wreck upon catching sight of Jessica being held captive like that.


    “You b*stard! If you darey a finger on her, I''ll tear you to pieces,” he bellowed.


    Patrick listened to the threat without batting an eysh. Instead, he sneered, “You old, vile lecher! I know


    you have a thing for this woman. You''ve been eyeing up her long, slender legs, haven''t you? It''s a pity


    that''s all you can do while I''ve long had my fill of her. What right do you have to threaten me like this?”