My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

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.

he could not stop his attack at this point, and his foot stomped down fiercely. Nash raised his hand and

"Shit!"

his legs around Torak's neck and twisted

and life left his body. Even without true energy, Mike Thorson was not lash's match,

opened her eyes groggily. When she saw that Nash was still alive, she fainted again. Nash first dragged the three corpses about about 200 meters away and buried them. He then returned to carry Lana to the shelter. Finally, he headed to the center of the island and dug up the sapling that he guessed was a Soul-Nurturing Tree. As he was about to leave, he noticed that the black-and-white

meridians, the venom would have spread throughout his body after he fainted, and he would have been

Lana. Since the tree could calm

Suddenly, Lana's eyes snapped

pupils radiated a cold

presence the moment Lana opened her eyes. It was as if