The Sea Pacifying God Needle had been standing tall in the depths of the Eastern Sea for many years, and the East Sea Dragon King had always treated it as his own treasure. But today, suddenly someone came and told him that this treasure belonged to someone else.
What was rather unfortunate was that the East Sea Dragon King could not even refute this. Was it any wonder that he was seething with anger? It was suffocating him!
He would see ghosts before he could be happy about this.
After the East Sea Dragon King departed, Sun Wukong's figure flickered, lunging directly towards the Ruyi Jingu Bang (Golden-banded staff) in Jiang Chen's hand.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen didn't think much and simply swung his staff at him.
Whoosh~~
The iron rod whistled through the air, and it was about to hit Sun Wukong when he suddenly ducked. The rod whistled over his head.
