In the sky, the Demonic Monkey did not care about the people below. It was filled with hostility as it waved its iron rod and kept smashing at the white tiger.
So what if you're a Divine Beast? I'll beat you into submission.
This was a kind of arrogance. It was just that domineering.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The iron rod kept falling down, and the white tiger was only left with the power to parry. After hundreds of strikes, although the white tiger was not injured at all, its figure became illusory again.
It no longer resisted. Instead, it stared intently at the Demonic Monkey. Peng, with another strike, its body instantly dissipated.
The Demonic Monkey held its rod and stood proudly between heaven and earth, as if it could lift the sky even if it collapsed.
However, its figure was also blurry and suddenly disappeared.
The battle was over, in a shocking and dramatic way.
Ling Han stood, and Hu Sihai had fallen.