Nash’s powers were sealed.


    He could not even use his spiritual power or Third Eye.


    Bobby’s seal could be broken. However, it would take some time.


    Nash began using the trace amounts of true energy he had concealed to start breaking through the


    seal.


    He did not like the feeling of having someone else call the shots in his life, and he had to break the seal


    as soon as possible.


    Otherwise, he would not even have the opportunity to use the Divine Cauldron to help him fight against


    the National Security Bureau if they wanted to kill him.


    Inside the dingy underground area, Nash was shoved into Cell 1.


    The prisoners in the cells nking it got to their feet and walked to the doors of their cells.


    “Cell 1?”


    “Who is this person?”


    “Either way, he’s not someone we can afford to mess with!”


    “You should focus on trying to get out of this ce. Do you think you’ll be able to mess with anyone


    when you’re locked up in here?”


    The prison soon fell silent.


    Peggy confiscated Nash’s belongings before pulling the hood off his head.


    It was then that Nash realized this cell was beautifully decorated. It even had a double bed fitted with a


    Simmons mattress.


    The cell was also equipped with a fridge, television, and various kitchenware.


    Rather than calling it a cell, it would be more fitting to call it a hotel room.


    After unfastening his handcuffs, Peggy walked over to stand in front of Nash. It was then that she


    realized how young he was and that he was also rather good-looking.


    “There’s a phone on the wall. We’ll satisfy whatever requests you make, as long as you don’t go too


    overboard with them!”


    “What is this ce?” Nash asked.


    “I can’t tell you that!”


    Peggy answered coolly before walking out of the room and closing the heavy door made from titanium


    behind her.


    She returned to her office.


    There, she powered on herptop.


    After staring at the surveince footage on the screen for some time, she chose to watch Cell 1’s


    surveince footage.


    Her screen was immediately filled with footage from that room.This material belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    Peggy tapped her fingers against her pale chin as she mumbled, “ Who on earth is he? Why is he


    getting such special treatment?”


    The doorbell rang.


    Peggy looked up as she said, “Come in!”


    A middle-aged man who was also dressed in camo entered the room.


    “Squad Leader, what are you doing here?”


    “I heard someone’s staying in Cell 1. Is that true?”


    The middle-aged man strode toward theptop and stared at Cell 1’s tenant. His eyes narrowed as he


    said, “Why does he look so familiar?”


    Peggy chuckled. “Given the fact that he seems familiar to you, could he be the family member of some


    general?”


    The middle-aged man thought about it for a long time but could not arrive at a conclusion. “That might


    be it. Either way, don’t spend all your time in the office. There’s a special training happening tonight.


    You should begin preparing for it!”


    He left the office after saying that.


    Nash did ap of the room.


    All four walls had been constructed using titanium, and escaping from this ce would be difficult.


    He should focus on breaking the seal Bobby had put on him.


    Nash took a bottle of beer from the fridge and grabbed an apple from the fruit tter before walking


    toward the double bed fitted with a Simmons mattress..


    After replenishing his energy, he focused his efforts on breaking the sea!.


    To ensure nothing seemed too out of the ordinary, he flicked through a magazine as he did so.


    Bobby’s true energy had taken the form of eight vital needles that had lodged themselves in his energy


    center.


    If Nash wanted to break the seal, he would have to first destroy these eight vital needles.


    However, Bobby had achieved the Mystique Loyalty Realm, which meant the intensity of his true


    energy was much greater than his own.


    Meanwhile, the trace amounts of true energy he had managed to retain had to be divided into


    countless portions to attack each vital needle.


    Nash transported his true energy to his right palm, which he gently ced on his stomach.


    The true energy in his palm fissured into countless links.


    A small portion took the form of a vital needle that traveled toward one of Bobby’s vital needles and


    attacked it.


    His vital needle, about as thick as a strand of hair, mmed against


    Bobby’s vital needle, which was as thick as a toothpick. The effect was simr to throwing a pebble into


    the sea-nothing happened.


    That did not discourage Nash, though. He continued using however much true energy he had left to


    continue attacking the vital needle. me strategy was to y the Song and my aacking one of the


    The surge in pain count attacking the what newde candy and was a torturous


    prously and his body shook


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    His strategy was to y the long game and keep attacking one of the vita! needles until it broke. Then,


    he could take the true energy that leaked from it to continue attacking the other vital needles.


    The true energy in Nash’s palm continued attacking the vital needle incessantly, and it was a torturous


    process. He soon began sweating profusely, and his body shook uncontrobly.


    After Peggy summoned all the soldiers in her squad to gather together, she turned herptop on again


    to see what the prisoner in Cell 1 was up to.


    She was bbergasted when she saw what was going on in that cell.