As Zhuge Qing's figure flashed out, an overwhelming aura burst forth from his body. The pitch-black staff in Zhuge Qing's hand struck fiercely towards the head of the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast.
The Ancient Magical Spirit Beast, upon sensing Zhuge Qing's emergence, turned its basin-sized eyes toward him, with heavy breaths puffing from its nostrils.
A hot wave of air surged violently toward Zhuge Qing's face. Upon feeling this scalding gust, a fierce look flashed in Zhuge Qing's eyes as he slammed the staff down onto the head of the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast.
From Zhuge Qing's pitch-black staff erupted a violent murderous aura, which exploded fiercely onto the head of the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast. A ravaging storm surged brutally from the staff held in Zhuge Qing's hand.
Upon witnessing this, those around were struck with astonishment, all eyes focusing intently on Zhuge Qing.
