C1016 Master

The young monk didn't say a word. He waved the stone stave in his hand and pointed it towards the heavens, saying, "Come!"

The Heavenly Dao laughed out loud. The golden dragon spear in his hand danced in the air, and like a golden lightning bolt, it struck straight at the young monk's face. The young monk swung the staff in his hand and it collided with the golden dragon spear