The Monkey held his iron rod, stunned in mid-air, the elderly man before him was inscrutable, yet he possessed such strange and mysterious strength, dealing a blow to the proud and haughty Monkey. When had such a character ever appeared in the Three Realms? He had never heard of him before.
"Big brother, where did Master go?" Sand Monk asked anxiously, his master had mysteriously disappeared following a gust of cold wind, leaving him quite at a loss.
"Did you notice anything odd, Fool?" the Monkey asked while looking at a somewhat dazed Bajie.
"I just smelled a scent of water on this fellow just now."
"A scent of water, could it be some demon transformed from something in the water? But, there are no big rivers or lakes for miles around, where would such a water demon come from?" At this moment, the Monkey was even more baffled.
