My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Since traveling by sword consumed too much spiritual energy, not to mention that the dangers within the secret realm were still unknown, Nash needed to conserve his energy as much as possible. After about an hour's journey, they saw a vast area illuminated by colorful auroras.

"Ah, it's so beautiful!" exclaimed a female disciple from the Sakaris Mountain Sword Sect, her face flushed with excitement.

Colorful lights danced in the pitch-black sky, vivid and radiant like ribbons being gracefully twirled. The sight was incredibly enchanting, mysterious, and dreamlike, giving a sense of being in a fantastical dreamscape. Yvaine was also looking up at the magnificent aurora, her eyes shimmering with longing. It looked like a bridge to a fantastical world that promised escape from the troubles of the mundane world.

At this moment, Nash and his group arrived at the scene. Roxy and her senior, Summer, looked at the auroras with amazement. They had seen many auroras, but never ones with such vivid colors. "I'm going to fly up. Take a photo of me," Summer said, taking out her phone and handing it to Roxy.

"You're over a hundred years old yet you still act like a child!" Roxy rolled her eyes at Summer but took the phone and aimed it at the auroras.

"I may be old in age, but I'm young at heart!" Summer laughed charmingly, then stepped forward and flew toward the mesmerizing auroras. Roxy switched the camera to night mode and snapped photos one after another.

Eric and the others were left speechless. These were two Profound Oriental Realm experts from reclusive sects! How could they behave like young ladies? Could they not maintain the demeanor befitting of esteemed masters?

Summer wanted to fly higher, but suddenly, the auroras merged into a circle, its colors shifting to a starlit pink. Immediately, a powerful suction pulled Summer in.

pink circle. Just as she was about to reach

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eyes of the Murphy and Gallagher families as they glanced at each other. However, none of them dared to be the first to enter. The place was, after all, the battlefield of immortals and

Great Elder

Mountain Sword Sect smiled

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that, he transformed into a stream of light

eyes filled with determination and they leaped into the air one

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desert, Eric and the others were thrown back by

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gold core spinning furiously as a dazzling golden light erupted from him as well. Bristol looked at Nash and sneered. "I've