Unexpectedly, Bertram’s attack was cut through by the sword form as if it were dead wood. Ashi’s


    expression changed drastically. Regulus‘ hands petrified as he threw a punch. With a loud explosion,


    both the sword form and fist dissipated simultaneously.


    Regulus‘ pupils contracted slightly. There was no way the Profound Oriental Realm was this weak nor


    the Mystique Loyalty Realm this strong. What realm were they truly in?


    “They’re from a reclusive sect. They can crush ordinary martial artists of the same realm easily!” Ash


    said solemnly while Cadoc scoffed arrogantly.


    “They have some skills, but it’s nothing much. The consequence of meddling is death!”


    With that, he rushed toward the group of six with his sword. Ares gritted his teeth but ultimately drew


    his sword and followed suit.


    The golf course was vast, and the eight Mystique Loyalty Realm experts immediately engaged in battle.


    Nash finally lifted the seal on Melody’s core and infused some of his spiritual energy into her body.


    However, the gruesome wounds on her body were still shocking.


    Nash’s eyes were wet as tears slid uncontrobly down his cheeks. Thest time he shed tears was


    when Cassie left.


    “You’re all grown up, yet you’re still crying? Are you still a man?” Melody teased. With her cultivation


    restored, she felt much better mentally.


    She gently wiped the tears from his eyes, her own smiling through tears. Despite knowing Nash for so


    long, she had never seen him shed tears before.


    However, Nash was shedding tears because of her today, revealing how important she was to him. At


    this moment, Melody’s heart was filled with sweetness.


    Nash embraced Melody once again, solemnly swearing, “Melody, I swear, I’ll never let you suffer any


    harm again!”


    Melody’s heart melted as she gently patted Nash’s back. “Alright, I’m fine now!” Nash took a deep


    breath and released Melody, his eyes shimmering with killing intent. “You focus on healing up. I’ll go


    avenge you. I want them to suffer as you did!”


    Melody’s nose tingled, tears streaming down her cheeks. This was her man. He would avenge tenfold


    or a hundred fold when she had been hurt.


    Meanwhile, Spencer had already reached the edge of the golf course’s fence and was prepared to leap


    over. This was terrifying. He had not expected Nash to have so many Mystique Loyalty Realm experts


    with him.


    Just as he climbed over the fence, he felt a chill wash over him. He looked up to see Nash ring at


    him with bloodshot eyes. Spencer felt his scalp tingle. He fell to his knees with a thud. “Mr. Calcraft, this


    is my grandfather’s doing! Not mine!”


    Nash reached his hand out before him, and Spencer came flying over. Gripping his throat, Nash’s tone


    was icy as he said, “Regardless of whose idea it is, anyone who harms my woman will face my wrath!”


    With that, he bit his finger and drew a blood curse on Spencer’s chest.


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    It was the Soul Devouring Curse. Those afflicted by it would have their souls slowly devoured, and they


    would be subjected to unbearable pain. They would rather die than live.


    With the final stroke, agony surged through Spencer’s meridian system. The pain was indescribable,


    piercing deep into his bones and marrow. It was as if millions of ants were gnawing at his organs.


    The pain was excruciating, and it reached his brain like a drill, making even breathing painful.


    Spencery on the ground, wailing in agony.


    Nash leaped back to the golf course, his figure like a ghost weaving through the crowd made up of core


    members of the Eve family. Those wearing luxury brands were all cursed by Nash with the Soul


    Devouring Curse.


    The family’s bodyguards fell one after another under Nash’s Eight Deste Crumbling Fist. The entire


    residence turned into a river of blood, with the core members of the Eve family suffering a fate worse


    than death. It looked like hell on earth, and the scene sent shivers through Cadoc and Ares.


    “Light–Dark Sword Formation!” Cadoc roared angrily, and Ares immediately distanced himself from


    him. The two of themunched an attack on Bertram and the others.


    The sword form they emitted formed a pattern, forcing the five Mystique Loyalty Realm experts to


    retreat step by step.