Xu Qingtong refined the Earth Milk to replenish his magic power while mobilizing his divine sense, keeping a close watch on the direction the Demonic Ape had come from.
Before long, a man in black appeared within the range of Xu Qingtong's divine sense.
Judging by his aura, the newcomer should be a Demon Marshal, most likely the dead Demonic Ape's master.
Xu Qingtong had already warned Commander Xue. A cup of tea's worth of time had passed since then, and he estimated that Commander Xue should arrive before long.
By now, most of the magic power in his body had recovered. Xu Qingtong planned to stall for a while and wait for the Grand Commander's support. If all else failed, he would use the Fengyi Sword to strike the newcomer once more!
Moments later, the man in black flew over. At the sight of the Demonic Ape lying on the ground, his wrinkled old face twitched incessantly, and tears actually flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"Arrogant brat, did you kill my precious darling? I'll kill you and avenge my darling!" the black-robed old man roared. "This day next year will be the anniversary of your death!"
With that, a Demon Staff appeared in the old man's hand. He channeled demonic power into it, then swept it forward. A black Zhuyin materialized, shaking its head and lashing its tail as it charged at Xu Qingtong.
Xu Qingtong had intended to unleash Raging Thunder Finger, but suddenly, a thought struck him. He formed a strange mudra with both hands and recited an obscure, incomprehensible incantation.
Abruptly, a bolt of purple lightning as thick as the mouth of a bowl appeared above the Zhuyin's head. With a crack, it struck the Zhuyin viciously.
Struck by the purple lightning, the Zhuyin