The great battle between Gao Xian and Monkey Three Staff, two Spirit Transformation powerhouses, set the spiritual qi of heaven and sea trembling. Violent mana blasted in all directions, and Dragon Scale Island, a thousand li away, inevitably suffered the impact.
Waves dozens of zhang high surged from the sea, crashing toward Dragon Scale Island like collapsing mountains, their momentum terrifyingly vast.
Fortunately, Dragon Scale Island's marketplaces lay far enough from the shore that they would not be struck for the moment. Still, the immense spectacle of the tsunami left all the cultivators and Demon Race members on the island shaken.
Cultivators at the Golden Core level and above could sense the invisible surges of mana roiling through the sky and knew that powerful figures were clashing. Those at the Nascent Soul level could sense the battle taking place a thousand li away.
Nascent Soul True Lords skilled in ocular arts could even see the two figures fighting a thousand li away.
Only Spirit Transformation powerhouses could clearly see the circumstances of both combatants and the details of Gao Xian's battle with Monkey Three Staff.
At the eastern marketplace, the old Daoist He Feng gazed at the water mirror before him, several traces of worry showing on his proper face. Gao Xian was fighting the Demon Race again—and that monkey looked extraordinarily formidable. It had to be Monkey Three Staff, the fiercest and most hard-hitting member of the Dragon Scale Association!
The Demon Race's names were all simple and crude. Generally, they did not receive formal names until after reaching the Nascent Soul stage. He Feng had heard of Monkey Three Staff before. It was said that he could smash an opponent to death within three strikes, a truly overbearing figure.
That was how he got that nickname. The fellow