My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 1301

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 

Profound Oriental Realm and had not even stabilized himself yet. 

Carrying a person was even more of a hindrance. He wanted to escape but could not. 

After a moment of contemplation, he let go of 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 woman in green. 

“Skyfire Talisman!” 

The woman in green took out 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 being set 

ablaze. 

“Skythunder Talisman!” 

The woman in green took out another talisman paper and threw it. The talisman turned into black thunderbolts as thick as an arm, 

roaring toward Abinech. 

The sound of thunder rolled through the sky, accompanied by a 

plethora of strange phenomena. 

More than 50 cultivators in the Mystique Loyalty Realm were engaged in a fierce battle. When they felt the terrifying aura emanating from the Profound Oriental Realm fighters, they stopped their fighting and 

looked toward the distant sky in shock and disbelief. 

“Ah… Shit…” Nash regained consciousness only to hear the whooshing sound in his ears. Opening his eyes, he found himself 

plummeting at high speed. With his gold core sealed, the fall would 

leave him in pieces. He was toast. 

Was he-the esteemed Master Nash, son of the Warden of the 

Northern Territory, and the one known as the Smiling Grim Reaper – about to end up a smear of flesh on the ground? 

He closed his eyes, extracting spiritual energy from his blood to break the Mystique Loyalty seal on his gold core. However, it was of no 

avail. 

Just as Nash was only 500 meters from the ground, a gust of wind assailed him. It felt as if he had fallen into a woman’s embrace. 

Nash opened his eyes, only to see a face so stunning it took his