As the words fell, Zhu Minglang had already sensed the murderous intent of the Sky Staff Arhat.
Although he was unsure how these people had managed to confirm that he was the one who had perished Hua Chou at Dragon Gate, it no longer mattered. These fellows were never likely to wish him well, even without the matter of Hua Chou, they would spare no effort to obstruct his advancement.
Zhu Minglang stepped back, aware that the strength of these individuals was not to be underestimated, especially the Sky Staff Arhat, who was a God-level powerhouse and had now ascended to Divine Monarch. The Arhat Stick in his hands could easily shatter the solid ground directly.
The Sky Staff Arhat flew into the mid-air, holding the long Arhat Stick, his eyes exuding a sharp, golden-brown radiance as if he had locked onto Zhu Minglang's soul.
He raised the Arhat Stick with both hands, as if wielding an axe that could split heaven and earth!
"Staff Shakes the Nine Heavens!"
