Chapter 351: One Sword Shocks the Holy Land, the Dragon Pool's Ownership

The atmosphere around the Dragon Pool was thick with a palpable tension. The air shimmered, not just from the immense concentration of spiritual energy radiating from the pool, but from the clash of powerful auras. Water, as clear as crystal and glowing with a faint azure light, churned with dormant draconic power. It was a supreme cultivation ground, a treasure that could make any faction's power soar. Albert Sullivan stood before this treasure, his expression as placid as a frozen lake. His...