The training ground fell silent, so quiet that the sound of blood dripping onto the ground was distinctly audible. The tip of Erwin''s sword was just two centimeters from Nash''s back but could not advance any further.


    Erwin looked down at the spearhead that had pierced his chest, his crimson eyes narrowing sharply. One more step and the spear in Nash''s hand would impale his heart. To be precise, it was as if Erwin had pushed his heart toward the terrifying spear that was more


    dreadful than the Demon Spirit de.


    Shock, confusion, fear-variousplex emotions flooded Erwin. Who was this person? Why was he so powerful? When Erwin was in his berserk state, his strength wasparable to the peak of the Profound Reality Realm. Even the sect elders and sect master would avoid his onught. How could this young man who was seemingly in his early 20s defeat him?Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.


    "I told you, you''re too slow," Nash said calmly, his voice devoid of emotion. He then twisted the spear handle violently.


    Erwin''s eyes widened in pain and disbelief. The power and precision with which Nash handled the spear were far beyond anything he had encountered.


    "You dare bully my woman?!" Nash seethed. He was already showing mercy by holding back.


    "Ugh... Ah!" Erwin grimaced in pain, veins bulging on his forehead as he let out a scream akin to a pig getting ughtered.


    Suddenly, a cold,manding voice echoed through the air. "Stop!"


    Nash raised an eyebrow and turned to see a woman dressed in a tight white bodysuit descending from the sky. She appeared to be in her early 20s and was holding a ck paper umbre in her hand. Upon reaching the training ground, the woman opened the umbre, and pink petals began to fall from within. It created a picturesque scene.


    She touched down gracefully, looking very much like a divine being.


    "Senior!" the disciples of the Ink Veil Sect respectfully greeted her.


    Melody was no exception. She lowered her head respectfully in a deferential manner.


    The woman was Gwendolyn, the true pride of the Ink Veil Sect. She was the granddaughter of the sect master and had reached the peak of the Profound Reality Realm at the age of 30.


    Although the sect master was grooming Melody as the next sessor, Gwendolyn harbored no resentment. On the contrary, she treated Melody like a sister.


    She was, however, a bit mischievous and liked to make a grand entrance every time she appeared.


    "How did you manage to barge into our Ink Veil Sect?" Gwendolyn asked, her eyes shing with cold light as she propped up her umbre.


    She had been in seclusion learning


    new Mystery Gate Techniques when she had been summoned. Anger churned in her stomach. She was determined to teach this intruder a


    lesson.


    With all that said, however, the sect was protected by three different arrays. How did this guy manage to get in?


    "Senior Gwendolyn." Melody approached Gwendolyn and whispered softly, "He... my boyfriend..."


    Gwendolyn was slightly taken aback. "He''s the one you mentioned, Nash Calcraft?"


    Blushing, Melody nodded nervously. Gwendolyn was kind to her, and Melody did not want to see her fight with her boyfriend. Gwendolyn snorted coldly. "He trespassed into our sect and injured our disciples. Even if he''s your boyfriend, he still needs to apologize!"


    Although her grandmother had


    asked her to take care of Melody Gwendolyn was still a direct


    descendant of the sect master and naturally had to stand up for the disciples!


    Nash retracted the spear. mes of crimson surged at the spearhead. After the bloodstains on it evaporated, the spearhead regained its pure silver color.


    "I didn''t object to you bringing my woman here. But she''s being bullied in the Ink Veil Sect, and that''s uneptable!" Nash said icily.


    His cold gaze swept past his surroundings, hisst two words carrying strong killing intent. The chilling re was like the stare from death itself, and no one dared to meet his eyes.


    "Nash." Melody quickly walked up to him, shaking his arm gently with both hands. "Let it go. We were just sparring!"


    Frowning, Nash pulled his hand away and pped Melody''s perky butt. "Ah! You-" Melody blushed so intensely that her face was as red as a tomato. This bastard... He actually spanked her in front of so many people!