Six-Eared Macaque had only descended a little over ten feet when he saw that a black ring had somehow appeared beneath him, like a trap laid long ago and waiting for him to fall into it.
Shen Luo stared fixedly at him, waiting only for him to drop into the Nine Serenities before incinerating him with flames.
But what happened next was something utterly unbelievable.
Six-Eared Macaque seemed to know that he could no longer escape. Instead of continuing to fall, he spread his body and charged straight at the Golden-Hooped Rod descending from above.
As Shen Luo watched him shoot upward before his eyes, he briefly thought he was seeing things. There was no fear on Six-Eared Macaque's face—only a smile.
At the same time, he caught sight of Golden-Winged Peng and the others below, watching helplessly without a single one stepping forward to assist. Even Elder Chi Rong of Demon King Stronghold, who intended to step in, was stopped by Hua Shiniang beside him.
Something was wrong. There had to be a scheme!
"Don't kill him..." Shen Luo shouted.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Sun Wukong's Ruyi Jingu Bang surged forward without pause, while Six-Eared Macaque met it as though he welcomed death. The two collided head-on.
Bang!
There was no expected spray of blood, no brains splattering everywhere, nor did any sudden change arise from a hidden contingency. Six-Eared Macaque's body shattered beneath the Ruyi Jingu Bang like porcelain, turning into drifting ash.
Was I wrong? Shen Luo was still puzzled when a sharp pain suddenly tore through his chest.
That pitch-black demonic staff had taken advantage of his distraction to abruptly pull free from his chest and fly backward.
Immediately afterward, a strand of exceptionally pure demonic qi flew out from the ashes Six-Eared Macaque had