The Cult Master frowned as he looked closely in an attempt to differentiate the three of them and said, “This volume is sent to me by the Eternal Life Palace Sect. What’s wrong with it?”

Other than its color, they seemed to look similar to each other.

Darryl smiled. “May I please have your trust to look at the yellow volume?”

Meanwhile, the Cult Master doubtfully handed the volume to him.

After accepting the volume, Darryl touched the cover and could not help laughing out loud. He had to admit the replica was skillfully done. However, the paper used was obviously new.

Darryl felt there was a slight bump below the cover page as he flipped through it.

‘There’s something hidden in here,’ he thought.

Suddenly, he ripped the book apart!

Ripped!

Everyone in the hall stared in disbelief as they held onto their breath from watching him!

‘What!? He… He ripped the volume apart!?’

The White Tiger could not stand it any longer as he jumped up and glared at Darryl. “Elder Mas