The scene before their eyes was truly unbelievable, to the extent that even someone as experienced as Wang Ba was stunned into a daze.
He simply stared blankly as Taoist Man was swung up by the Wu Monkey King with the immortal's牌位, thrown out fiercely.
The huge, muffled sound from the collision of the牌位 with Taoist Man's head made Wang Ba involuntarily twitch his eyes.
He could scarcely imagine how painful it would be if that force from Wu Monkey King struck his own head.
Taoist Man, who was hurled away, also felt bewildered.
As a Mahayana Cultivator, he was already regarded as a Demi Immortal, yet at this moment, his head was forcibly cracked open by the牌位, and faint streams of pale golden blood trickled out.
But the pain meant nothing to him; being forcibly broken of his Dao Domain and Rules by a Spirit Beast swinging a牌位—this was the truly unbelievable and unacceptable thing!
"Why?!"
