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The muscular man glanced back at Nash, anger flashing in his eyes. He brought the silver sword in his hand down in a fierce cutting motion.

Nash sidestepped the attack, the silver sword form striking the car on the ground and splitting it in half.

At this point, Nash had already drawn out the symbol for the Infinite Divine Thunder Curse.

“Eight Desolate Crumbling Lightning Fist!” he roared, and the sky darkened as lightning gathered around him. In an instant, Nash was enveloped with energy. Its destructive power fueled his fists. The crackling sound of electricity filled the air.

Nash’s punch made contact with the muscular man’s body, splitting him into two. He grabbed the man’s lower body by the legs. Wit spin, Nash threw him in the direction of the Divine Farmer’s Cauldr

“No!” the muscular man roared in agony.

Nash used the momentum to ride the muscular man’s neck and pounded his head relentlessly with both fists, each_blow fueled by endless rage.

How could he not be enraged when his wife and child would have been lost if he had been a minute late?

Finally, on the 120th punch, the muscular man’s head exploded. The upper half of his body lost its silver hue, and his body fell to the ground.

Nash dragged the upper half of the body and threw it into the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron to be refined. One minute later, the elixir fire gradually died down.

Nash went up to the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron and found silver liquid amounting to the size of a fist inside. ‘Is this what the superwarrior transformed into?’ he wondered.

He stored the liquid in his storage ring and then reabsorbed the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron into his body. The battle had consumed a vast amount of his spiritual energy, even more than when he went up against the Palmers’ four elders.

Shaking his head to clear his mind, Nash approached the smelly ditch at the side of the road. He pulled a yellow weasel out of the water and infused it with some spiritual energy

After a moment, the yellow weasel opened his eyes slightly and murmured, “You’re finally here.”

“Thank you,” Nash replied, his voice deep.

“Go check on the others first. They’re worse off than me,” the yel weasel said and then closed his eyes again. Speaking a single sentence drained a huge amount of his spiritual essence. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Nash entrusted Yellow Crane to Melody and gathered the other injured people together. Finn, Ken, and Robin were severely injured, but fortunately, they were still alive.

Nash used his divine needles to wake them up and then injected some spiritual energy into them to protect their vital organs.

Lauren and Harrison hugged each other as they cried tears of joy. It was the joy of having survived a disaster.

Nash approached them and comforted them softly, “Mom, Dad, I’m sorry. It’s my fault for not protecting you.” He knew deep down that those people had targeted Hera because of him.

Lauren shook her head. “It’s not your fault. You don’t need to blame yourself.”

Suddenly, Harrison asked, “Where’s Jasmine? Why haven’t we seen that girl?”

It was only then that Nash recalled Jasmine, whom he had moved a kilometer away. He swiftly went toward the grassland where she lay.

Jasmine’s injuries were severe, her bones shattered and her internal organs damaged. Nash took out the divine needles and inserted 20 of them into seven of her vital points and 13 of her spirit points.

Using the needles, he performed the 13 Spirit Gate Needlepoint Dark-Light Needlepoint as well as the Eight Wilderness and Nine Needles. These three needle techniques, when combined with arra could reverse light and dark energies and bring the dead back to li

As Nash infused a large amount of spiritual energy into Jasmine’s abdomen, the blood in her body boiled. The flowers, grass, and trees within a kilometer radius of them withered rapidly as green energy gathered at Jasmine’s chest.

Her broken bones slowly began to mend, the bone fragments embedded in her internal organs gradually extricating themselves. After about half an hour, some color returned to Jasmine’s face.

Nash, however, looked as pale as a sheet. He had exhausted the very last bit of spiritual energy to heal Jasmine.

Meanwhile, Eric, Bertram, Jaxon, and Felicity were coordinating efforts with medical personnel and inspectors to rescue survivors at Royal Bay.

Eric’s first rescue was Winnie, who had been staying at the villa.

Meanwhile, Atlas had returned to Capiton with Jesebel to visit his parents.