My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash and Hera) novel Chapter 1986

The fierce wind howled, accompanied by bursts of thunder that swirled around Clint.

As he swiped at one of the challengers, two tornadoes converged at the point of his attack, instantly forming a hurricane powerful enough to sweep across the land.

In the eye of the storm, a thunderclap resounded through the sky, striking the two opponents in the center and leaving them utterly defenseless.

Witnessing this awe-inspiring display, the spectators could not help but marvel at Clint's immense power.

"As expected of the previous champion."

"Indeed, challenging him is just asking for trouble."

"This young man looks barely in his 20s, yet he possesses such cultivation. It's truly eye-opening."

With just one move, Clint defeated his opponents, which prompted the crowd to burst into enthusiastic applause.

The Summit of Ten Thousand Dynasties had only just begun, but it had already reached a thrilling climax.

Several challengers of varying abilities stepped up to face Clint, but all were met with defeat.

The host was brimming with excitement as he exclaimed, "Oh my! As expected of the previous champion, Mr. Melton's cultivation seems unmatched in this arena! Therefore, let us..."

"Wait!"

A voice interrupted the host. The crowd turned toward the source of the voice.

A stunning figure appeared. She was beautiful with a captivating gaze. She had a magnificent white tail behind her, and her long beast ears were adorned with elaborate decorations. She gracefully entered the barrier while unfurling a luxurious fan.

Half her face was covered as she cast a teasing glance at Clint.

"That's… That's…" The host was now even more excited as he shouted, "Ladies and gentlemen, the battle continues! Please welcome the Fox Queen, Ember Dax!"

"Clint?!" Nash noticed something was wrong.

"This level of mist should be easy for Mr. Melton to dispel. What’s the problem?" Ryan asked, feeling puzzled.

Having used the Nirvana Fire before, Nash knew that this was not any ordinary mist—it was the fog produced when Nirvana Fire was burning!

The widespread and dense use of this technique would have drained Nash's true energy completely.

"What? That's the Nirvana Fire?" Ryan and the others tensed up immediately.

Seeing the lingering smoke, Benedict asked in confusion, "Why hasn't the fog cleared yet? Haven't they decided the winner?"

Nash shook his head. "I can still sense Clint's barrier. It seems like it’s not over yet. Zaafea, what do you think..."