Chapter 370: Thunder Pool

"Hahahaha… hahahaha…" Pfft! Mid-laugh, Sullivan Oldakers spat out a mouthful of blood. That strike had been terrifying, but it had also burned through his very essence. Still, the outcome was worth it. In the end, the one who won was him. He won. He finally won! The purple-robed Half-Saint Realm and the one-armed Half-Saint Realm finally let out the breath they had been holding. They had never imagined Stefan Zimmerman could be this strong. They had truly feared their old ancestor wouldn't...