A Punch Sent the Mountain Moving Ape King Flying!

With this single swing, the Mountain Moving Ape King had unleashed all the power of a Quasi Emperor Demon King. Combined with his ape clan's innate strength, its might was enough to make any Quasi Emperor of the same rank turn pale!

The shadow of the staff blotted out the sky, its massive silhouette completely engulfing Xiao Yang. Its overwhelming force seemed poised to smash him—and the very space beneath his feet—into a bloody pulp.

The hundred thousand Demon Soldiers below let out excited roars at the sight.

As far as they were concerned, this arrogant human brat was as good as dead!

The Nine-tailed Fox King, Golden Winged Peng King, and Sea Covering Flood Dragon King watched coldly from the sidelines. None of them believed Xiao Yang could withstand that blow.

But just as the iron staff, which looked powerful enough to pierce the heavens, was about to crash down on Xiao Yang's head—

Xiao Yang moved.

He neither dodged nor retreated. He simply raised his right hand, spread his fingers, and reached for the descending staff.

"Die!"

The Mountain Moving Ape King's eyes blazed with even greater bloodlust.

He was going to catch the iron staff with his bare hand? Had this brat gone mad?

The ape king could practically see Xiao Yang's arm and entire body being smashed into a cloud of blood by his blow.

Boom—!

A deafening crash exploded across the sky!

But the scene of blood and gore they had expected never came.

The enormous iron staff had been stopped just three inches above Xiao Yang's head, firmly supported by a palm that didn't even look particularly broad!

A violent shock wave burst from the point of impact, sweeping madly in every direction and tearing the clouds above to shreds.

Yet Xiao Yang didn't