(PS: There are too many headaches, and I don't want to explain anything anymore, regular update today!)
With a muffled sound, like a dull thunder in mid-air, a phantom figure was directly struck from the back of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva; in the next moment, under the horrific pull of the staff force, it disintegrated, and the Bodhisattva himself was hit from the sky onto the ground, creating a human-shaped crater.
"You, you bastard!"
Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva climbed out of the crater, spitting blood in reverse with his mouth wide open. In his eyes, looking up at Sun Wukong in the sky, there was both fear and resentment. His Good Corpse had just been scattered by a strike from Sun Wukong's staff!
In other words, with a single strike of his staff, Sun Wukong had knocked him down from a One-Corpse Quasi-Saint back to a Da Luo Golden Immortal!
The might of a single staff, so terrifying indeed!
