Boom!
The barren mountain split in two, its two fragments falling to both sides and causing a resounding rumble, while dust kicked up all over the heritage site.
Jiagn He flung his sleeves, blowing away the dust.
"Die!"
Swish!
That was when the Graywolf King took to the air as a black shadow, lunging at Jiang He and swinging its claws through the air down at Jiang He's head. Laughing in response, Jiang He unleashed both his physical strength and True Qi, slapping the Graywolf King and sending it flying a thousand feet away.
Finally coming to a stop, the Graywolf King glanced at its bleeding right paw, a wariness flashing upon its blood-colored gaze.
Jiang He was much stronger than it thought!
"Not bad, not bad."
