On the battlefield.
Han Yi, who had been blasted nearly a thousand miles away, got back on his feet and looked at the Demon Ape Great Sage, who had been repelled by his counter-shock,
"No, that's not right."
"The Demon Ape Great Sage's strength should not be this weak."
"To be rated as a Demon Clan Great Sage, one must be at the peak Demon Monarch level of Evil Immortals. The power of this stick strike is far from right."
Han Yi's eyes surged with Golden Light, and his Destiny Gold Pupil flickered with a golden gleam. Looking at the Demon Ape Great Sage a thousand miles away, he finally noticed different breaths lurking within its demon body. These breaths were entangled with it and hidden very deep.
"The Demon Ape Great Sage is injured!"