Chapter 518: You're Sachin Woolf's Son?

Dust billowed everywhere, filling the sky and blanketing the land. Even the river nearby was churning with waves. "Roar!" A one-horned flood dragon crashed down from above, its hard scales split and cracked, dyeing the river red with its blood. "Yahuah Woolf, you've forced me to burn my Nascent Soul power! You'll pay for this with your life!" A venomous voice thundered across the sky. Xiang Zongping, hair wild and body drenched in blood, stood arrogantly in midair. Burning Nascent Soul power is...