The terrifying Black Dragon shocked them to the core. While the Wang Family wasn't exactly peaceful, they wouldn't go so far as to provoke a powerful sect. That would be courting death, and it was a line they would never cross.
"Quick! Go see what's happening!"
They scrambled outside, only to see a guard sent flying toward them. He slammed against the wall with a THUD, slumping down as he coughed up mouthfuls of blood.
"Patriarch of the Wang Family, where do you think you're going?" A young man was watching them, his gaze as cold as ice. His eyes, brimming with killing intent, made him look like a god of slaughter.
Beside him stood a colossal Black Dragon, breathing fire in every direction. The distance was already a sea of flames, and it looked like more than half of the estate had been destroyed. This was the Wang Family's personal territory, not a branch of the Star Pavilion.
