An exasperated voice rang out from the space beneath the Monster Subduer Stele. However, it was too late to stop the iron staff from smashing down.
'We're finished!'
This was the only thought left in the minds of these Monster Subduers disciples. Compared to Core Formers, they were as weak as ants. Even a half-step Core Former would find it difficult to protect themselves.
Bam!
However, the staff did not meet its mark. Instead, it was grabbed by a large hand made out of air. A sound like metal clashing rang out.
"What is it? Impossible!"
The armored ape king's expression paled. He knew very well that this staff was a middle-grade spirit weapon that he had refined. All of his wealth had been spent on this iron staff. It might not seem like much, but it was extremely powerful. Even an ordinary low-grade spirit weapon would be smashed into pieces if it was hit by this staff.
