"Hmph, the beast sure runs fast!"
The long-bearded old monk's expression changed slightly as he put away his contemptuous face.
"Old bald donkey, could you die if you weren't so stubborn? Clearly, you sensed the wrong direction and you're insisting it was because your Grandpa Xiong ran fast!" Xiong Da sneered disdainfully, fluttering his tiny wings as his massive body vanished once again.
"The same trick won't work twice, it's old!" The long-bearded monk's eyes flickered, as he had not recalled his Primordial Spirit. He thought, if I can't catch you by following behind, then I'll block you before you attack.
"This time I definitely won't be wrong, it's here!"
Suddenly, the long-bearded monk shouted in surprise, his figure bursting upwards, and at the same time, the Demon-Subduing Pestle radiated Infinite Light as he ruthlessly struck downward.
"Roar!"
