The North Wild Dragon King looked down at Ren Feifan, discovering that the human youth before him was not as easy to deal with as he imagined.
This was completely different from the power that erupted in the North Wild seas that day.
Could it be that in just over ten days, this guy's strength had changed so much?
Absolutely impossible!
He noticed Ren Feifan's black sword.
Flames surged; it was no ordinary item anymore, seemingly fused with something incredible.
A way must be found to take it back!
Without further hesitation, a dragon chant erupted, the surrounding rivers churned once more, carrying powerful dragon energy directly toward Ren Feifan!
Ren Feifan snorted coldly, bending his knee, as the air currents beneath his feet surged, his whole person leaping up.
Simultaneously, the Ancient Dust Sword gently glided across the sky, and terrifying Spiritual Fire erupted in midair.
