My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 1668

Torak saw the four individuals lying on the ground from a distance. His eyes were wide in anger, and he was gritting his teeth. Still, he did not rush forward.

Without his cultivation, he was just an ordinary 60 to 70-year-old man in the secret realm. Even with a physique far superior to ordinary people, he could not match up against a martial artist.

Jaskier was a stage five grandmaster, and Martin, a stage nine great-grandmaster. Now, both of them were lying on the ground, likely in grave danger. Could Nash still unleash his power?

Eyes narrowed, Torak felt the urge to retreat when he noticed Nash and Lana were also lying on the ground. If Nash's cultivation had not been suppressed, he could have easily killed Martin and Jaskier with a flick of his finger with his peak Mystique Loyalty Realm power.

With all four people lying on the ground, there was only one possibility—Nash's cultivation had been suppressed, but not completely. It was likely that he still retained power at the great-grandmaster level. Given his talent, he could be a match for Martin and Jaskier, resulting in their mutual destruction.

With this thought, Torak stepped forward as a cold glint flashed in his eyes. Nash was a remnant of the Young family, and his cultivation talent was monstrous. Even dead, he needed to be dismembered to prevent any chance of revival.

Standing before Nash, Torak lifted his foot to stomp on Nash's head. Although he had no true energy, his body was several times stronger than that of an ordinary person as he had trained in martial arts. It would be enough to crush Nash's skull.

However, just as he lifted his foot, Nash's eyes suddenly snapped open.

"Shit!”

Seeing Nash open his eyes, Torak's expression changed instantly. However, he could not stop his attack at this point, and his foot stomped down fiercely. Nash raised his hand and grabbed Torak's cloth-covered foot.

Nash returned to the shelter and placed the Soul-Nurturing Tree beside Lana. Since the tree could calm the mind and nurture the soul, it should also be able to nourish spiritual power.

Suddenly, Lana's eyes snapped open. Her pupils radiated a cold and indifferent purple-gold. Nash instantly paled. He felt death’s presence the moment Lana opened her eyes. It was as if with just a flick of her finger, he would be utterly annihilated.

Lana waved her left hand, and the Soul-Nurturing Tree was enveloped in a multicolored radiance as it lifted above her head. Her delicate lips parted slightly, and the less-than-a-meter-tall tree quickly withered. Within five seconds, the sapling turned to ashes, falling onto her exquisitely beautiful face.

Lana closed her eyes, and the oppressive aura that had terrified Nash dissipated.

Nash let out a sigh of relief before fixing his dark eyes on Lana's graceful figure. Once again, a desire to conquer her surged within him.