My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1782

Bristol waved his sleeve, and the Basalt Shell from the mountain peak flew over, hovering above his head as a stream of light.

Nash's massive hand struck the shell and shattered from the recoil on the spot.

"Basalt shell?"

Nash squinted his eyes. "Is it the shell of the ancient divine beast, Basalt? No wonder its defense is so astonishing."

"Even if you've advanced to the middle stage of the Profound Oriental Realm, so what? With the protection of the Basalt shell, you'll never harm me!

"Even if you were in the later stages or ascended to immortality, you wouldn't be able to break through its defense!"

Bristol was very confident in his Basalt shell.

Basalt was an ancient divine beast, and its body had undergone the baptism of hundreds of Thunder Tribulations. Its shell had been refined to a state comparable to a divine artifact. Nash raised his hand, and the Nine Dragons Sword transformed into a stream of sword forms, piercing toward Bristol's chest.

Without hesitation, Bristol retreated into the shell, which shimmered with a faint golden light.

The Nine Dragons Sword struck the golden light, chipping its tip.

Nash felt his blood surge, and his expression grew serious.

With his current strength, shaking the Basalt shell was indeed unlikely unless he used the Chaos Tower. Thinking of this, Nash communicated silently, "Ditto, can the Chaos Tower suppress the Basalt shell?"

Ditto's soul was in his mind, allowing Nash to communicate with her anytime.

surprised voice

bright light appeared

clear eyes stared at the Basalt shell for a while. She then disdainfully said, "It's just a tortoise with 30,000 years of cultivation. I could pierce it with a

this shell, but he had to kill Bristol. Now, he had no choice but to ask

that Titan earlier. I can't

the hell were

glanced at the light

of silence, Ditto said cheerfully, "I can't, but someone else

image of that stunning figure. However,

the isolated island without showing herself, it seemed

it." Nash sighed,

the shell, "Bristol,

Sect, and

to force Bristol out of

provocation won't work on

wasn't foolish. He knew

would

for decades to improve his cultivation after

swnt

He simply would not fight him. As long as he stayed in the shell, he would be

came running from a distance, his pale eyes fixed on Nash. "Food,

"Mondo,

all over, charging at Nash

of the