My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1704

"Palace? Could it be the residence of immortals?” Zaid's eyes sparkled with excitement. If it was, then the place had to be loaded

with treasures. It would be a great opportunity!

Dante frowned slightly. "What kind of palace?"

The disciple replied gravely, "It has towering spires and pointed arches. The architecture looks more Western.”

At this, everyone's faces changed. Western architecture meant that it had to be a gathering place for Western cultivators. Could it

be an artifact left by the gods of the West, just like the nine-story tower?

Ryan drew his god-slaying sword, a palpable fighting intent exuding from him as he roared, "Prepare for battle. They're hostile!"

"Stay calm. Let's figure out what it is first. If it's truly a place left by the gods of the West, its power should not be underestimated,”

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Eric reasoned.

Ryan sneered back, "Coward! If you're afraid, just hide in the tower!"

Murdoch was named the army’s God of War, and Ryan inherited his legacy. He was inherently battle-hungry. He could not wait to

confront those Western cultivators.

"Know yourself and know your enemy; a hundred battles, a hundred victories. You've seen the tower's power. It can repel even

Titans. If that palace is indeed a creation of the gods of the West, we can't contend with it,” Eric said again calmly.

Ryan snorted. "Then you can continue hiding in your shell like a tortoise. I'll go and test them myself!"

With that, he carried his god-slaying sword and headed toward Blacksoil.

"Ryan,e back!"

Just then, Nash's voice echoed from within the nine-story tower. The voice was ethereal with a reverberating effect.

It shook Ryan to the core, and he turned to look at the nine-story Chaos Tower.

Nash was still nowhere to be seen, but his voice continued, "That palace belongs to the Norse gods. They're capable of crushing

Profound Oriental Realm experts. Avoid them for now!"

Hearing even Nash himself say this, Ryan was immensely disappointed. "Nash, you're Drakonia’s official representative. When

have we ever feared the West?"

"Bravado isn't based on courage but on strength,” Nash simply replied.

"What about unyielding will? The refusal to accept defeat? How ridiculous!” Ryan scoffed. He then leaped into the air, seemingly

ignoring Nash's words.

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From the second step of the eighth floor of the Chaos Tower, Nash sighed helplessly. He admired Ryan's fearless character, but he

was getting a bit arrogant.

Frey was the son of Njord, and his strength wasparable to that of Celestial Immortals.

"What realm is a Celestial Immortal at?" Nash asked.

"A Celestial Immortal doesn't seem to rank that particularly high in the realm of immortals," Nash remarked.

"But in their eyes, you're even smaller than ants. And in your world, a Celestial Immortal is already considered high. Emperor Terra

and the King of the Sun only managed to cultivate up to the Immortal Monarch Realm!"

"He's dead.”

"That's good, then!" Nash breathed a sigh of relief.

"But it's not impossible for him to be resurrected!" Ditto added.