682 Eldest Disciple

"Unruly monkey!" Daomother Devilhand glanced sideways at him. She didn't hold the King of Flower-Fruit Mountain in any regard, but she still halted her assault on Ji Ning and instead waved her hand towards the Monkey King, intending to deal with him first.

Daomother Devilhand stood there in midair, one palm clashing with the oncoming blow from Lord Tathagata the Buddha, the other smashing towards the Monkey King.

THUD!

A deep, dull sound rang out. It was the sound of the gleaming golden staff colliding with Daomother Devilhand's ivory-white hand. Daomother Devilhand's hand actually came to a halt. It was actually forced to a halt by that staff!

"Eh?" Daomother Devilhand's face changed as she stared at the distant Monkey King.