Chen Xuan was indifferent.
Looking at the black long staff, at this moment, it was emitting billowing black fog, instantly turning the entire sky dark.
"Quite a spectacle, intimidating enough!"
A staff was swung out!
The black and white staves met in the air.
"Boom!"
The heavens crumbled, the earth shattered, the mountains collapsed.
The black staff flew out of the Black Ape King's hand, while Chen Xuan stood in mid-air holding his staff single-handedly, like a War God, unshakable.
"Any more?"
Chen Xuan spoke softly.
The Black Ape King stood stunned, staring at his trembling right hand. The supreme power of the recent strike made him unable to hold even the clan's treasure.
He looked up at Chen Xuan, immediately terror appeared in his eyes. What was this aura that made him feel fear?
"Impossible!"
His bloodline surged with two words, 'Ancestral Witch'!
"You are clearly from the Human Race, why do you have the aura of an Ancestral Witch!?"
