My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 1839

Nash did not speak. He squinted his eyes slightly, and his terrifying spiritual power transformed into countless tiny threads that penetrated the base of the lotus mark.

The black lotus threads were a kind of mark formed by soul force.

Nash's plan was to use his spiritual power to sever those threads connecting Stellar's vital organs and brain and then remove the Lotus Mark.

As soon as Nash's spiritual power touched the black threads, the black lotus glowed intensely.

The black threads began to grow and wriggle wildly.

Seeing this, Nash immediately withdrew his spiritual power and asked, "Uncle Stellar, are you okay?"

Stellar's head throbbed intensely, but he gritted his teeth and replied, "I'm... okay..."

Nash activated his Third Eye and saw that the black threads had already occupied one-third of Stellar's brain nerves.

Had the lotus mark been activated?

Nash narrowed his eyes and poured his spiritual power into Stellar's brain without holding back.

Although Stellar tried to suppress it, the two conflicting forces in his brain made him feel like his head was about to explode. It caused him to let out a muffled groan.

Nash's spiritual power split into thousands of strands, merging into Stellar's brain nerves and battling the black threads.

At the same time, the black lotus emitted a thick black mist, enveloping Stellar. The black threads at the base seemed to have come alive, spreading frantically.

It hurt!

Excruciating pain pierced through Stellar, especially in his brain, which felt like it would explode at any moment.

He gritted his teeth tightly. There were veins bulging on his forehead and neck. Even his whole body was twitching.

Nash knew Stellar was enduring immense pain and warned, "If you can't take it, just scream!"

Stellar opened his eyes. They were now completely black as if ink had been poured into them, resembling a bottomless abyss.

He grimaced and said, "I'm not even afraid of death. Why would I be afraid of pain?"

"Mortal... stay out of things that don't concern you, or I'll kill you!" A hundred-meter-tall skeleton phantom appeared in front of Nash. Its eyes flickered with red flames, and it looked down at Nash like he was an ant. It spoke in a ghostly voice.

Nash asked calmly, "Are you the leader of the Church of the Netherworld?"

The phantom replied, "Who I am is not something you're worthy to know. Withdraw your spiritual power immediately!"

As it spoke, dark clouds gathered in the sky above. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. It was as if a heavenly punishment could descend at any moment to obliterate Nash.

"Who the fuck do you think you are? If you have the guts, come and kill me!" Nash cursed.

This was merely a spiritual power space. If the opponent truly had the strength to destroy him, it would not be wasting time talking.

Hence, Nash fearlessly taunted it.

"You're courting death..."

The skeleton figure lifted its foot and stomped down forcefully on Nash.