One Staff Stirred the World

The gigantic golden pillar thrust straight into the sky. Dazzling golden radiance spread for miles. Centered on that golden "pillar," the clouds in the night sky began to revolve, forming an enormous vortex that slowly turned.

When Yin Kuang charged into Shaolin Temple, its many monks rushed out of their rooms as well, staring helplessly up at the strange phenomenon in the sky.

The once tranquil sacred monastery was now as lively as a boiling hot pot.

Yet among the many flustered monks, Yin Kuang spotted an old monk whose expression remained unchanged. After watching the anomaly in the sky for a while, he softly chanted, "Amitabha."

This old monk was the abbot of Shaolin Temple.

Yin Kuang immediately charged toward him.

A sudden upheaval shook the world!

Great Grass Sea, temporary camp of the staff-returning party.

Jason, who had been sitting cross-legged atop a haystack in meditation, suddenly shuddered as if struck by lightning. He opened his eyes and sprang to his feet, staring in horror toward the northwest. In the darkness, a faint golden line stood upright on the distant horizon. Though pale in color, it was exceptionally eye-catching.

Jason's hand suddenly began to shake violently. Yet it was not Jason's own hand that was trembling. It was the Ruyi Jingu Bang. Jason picked up the Ruyi Jingu Bang in shock and fear, completely at a loss.

"What the hell happened now?" Lu Yan's frantic voice rang out. Couldn't they just let him get a proper night's sleep!?

But right afterward, a white figure swept past Lu Yan in a gust of wind. Silent Monk rushed to Jason's side, stretched out his large hand, and tightly gripped the Ruyi Jingu Bang. Then he let out an explosive roar.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang finally stopped trembling.

Golden