The golden staff hit the ground hard yet the reaction force did not cancel out the searing flames emanating from its body. Instead, it blazed even more intensely, so much so that the air around the staff was cackling with the sounds of air popping while one could almost see air particles boiling.
The gigantic white ape's eyes lingered on the gigantic golden staff, its eyes blasting with light; The golden staff, meanwhile, was actually shuddering on its own, emitting what sounded like a string of low whimpers.
For some reason, Shi Mu felt a pang of nostalgia—as if he had finally reunited with an old friend from a long, long time ago.
The white ape suddenly lunged forward, extending its right hand, and gripped onto the golden staff.
A devastating aura suddenly broke out upon contact, propagating through every direction and side as if everything within a hundred square-miles radius had been forced to halt in its motion. The earth quaked so much rocks were hopping.