Chapter 265: Nether Dragon Pool
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Updated : Jan 1st, 2026
Nash Johnston strolled up to Tristan Wokey of the Nether Ghost Sect with a bright smile. He planted his right foot on Tristan's head and ground down. Blood spurted from Tristan's mouth. He nearly got crushed to death underfoot.
"You son of a bitch-death's at your door and you're still acting tough?"
"You think even if the Nether Ghost Sect comes for me, I'd be scared?"
Tristan's face went ashen. He let out a ragged scream. "Boss, I was wrong-please, let me go!"
"I'll be your ox, your horse, whatever...
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