My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1301

Previously, it was the Palmer Martial Alliance. Seeing that the

Southern Martial Alliance had only been established in the past few days, Abinech must have broken through to the Profound Oriental Realm only recently.

It was likely that his breakthrough to the Profound Oriental Realm was also with the help of the Church of the Netherworld.

With his gold core suppressed, Nash was so suffocated that he could hardly breathe. Even his eyes were rolling back in his head. Abinech _exerted a little force, sending a stream of spiritual power into his

body, which caused him to faint. Then, he tucked Nash under his arm

and left.

Just as he surged up to an altitude of 8,000 meters, he saw a graceful figure standing in the clouds. “Is she from the Sage Mantle Sect?” Abinech’s brows furrowed.

The woman glanced at Nash tucked under Abinech’s arm, and a look of disdain flashed in her eyes. “You won’t be taking him away.”

Abinech scoffed. “That depends on whether you can stop me!” He then immediately disappeared into thin air.

The woman from the Sage Mantle Sect frowned slightly and raised her hand in a gesture. A thousand meters away, Abinech flicked his sleeve backward. Their powers collided in the air, blasting a huge hole in the cloud layer. Then, they flickered in and out of visibility.

The clouds at an altitude of nearly 10,000 meters surged wildly.

Abinech’s expression turned grim. He had just broken through to the

Realm and had not even stabilized himself

a hindrance.

Nash from an altitude of 10,000 meters. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he pulled out a black longsword from his storage ring and charged at the

“Skyfire Talisman!”

a talisman paper from her storage ring and threw it. The talisman transformed into a sea of fire spanning several kilometers. It was a scene reminiscent of clouds

ablaze.

“Skythunder Talisman!”

threw it. The talisman

roaring toward Abinech.

through the sky,

strange

in a fierce battle. When they felt the terrifying aura emanating from the Profound

toward the distant sky in shock

consciousness only to hear the whooshing sound

his gold core sealed, the

in pieces. He was

Master Nash, son of the

known as the Smiling Grim Reaper – about

the

avail.

from the ground, a gust of wind assailed