My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Bristol's voice reverberated in Nash's ears like thunder. The Great Elder shook his head helplessly, then turned to Nash and said, "Commander Calcraft, the Limitless Sword Sect bears a great responsibility regarding the matter in Bint city. All we can do is try to apprehend Bristol, but now that he has entered the Immortal Falls, I'm powerless to stop him."

"You can't enter?"

The Great Elder shook his head. "We can, but we won't. Drakonia's cultivation world needs to preserve some of its reserves."

Nash's eyes narrowed. "Are you implying Immortal Falls is a trap?"

The Great Elder shook his head again. "We haven't entered the domain either, so it's hard to say if it's a trap or not."

Nash nodded to the Great Elder, then leaped into the pink circle of light without looking back.

What the Great Elder of the Sakaris Mountain Sword Sect had said just now was correct. Cultivators contended with the heavens, the earth, and other people. Those who sought the Path might face death at any time.

He was eager to break through to the Profound oriental Realm, but he had a feeling that even with all the herbs and spiritual stones at his disposal, he might not be able to make the breakthrough.

Thus, he had no choice but to venture into Immortal Falls to find the opportunity to break through to the Profound Oriental Realm.

Ryan glanced at the old man, then stepped forward and turned into an afterimage as he entered the circle of light. Eric and others then followed.

The white-haired old man stared at the pink light circle and said slowly, "I hope he's wrong about this."

causing him to plummet uncontrollably. After tumbling in the air for what seemed like

abruptly opened his

and melodious voice

immediately, his pupils

"Why

a reincarnation of an Ancient Immortal. Perhaps she had entered the secret

Nash asked, "How long

fish that were grilling on the fire and then glanced at the sun that was about to disappear beyond the horizon.

"Is this an island?"

"Yes."

restricts cultivation,"

at Nash, surprised. "Restricts cultivation?" That did not seem

can still use your true

a fist, and a distorted

tightened. Could Lana be trying to kill him

have something to eat," Lana said as she

but the next moment, his stomach protested. Embarrassed, he just accepted the

was dressed in

jeans. She was not wearing any shoes, and her

seemed almost translucent, Moline