Pang Jian summoned the Startling Slaughter Spear and used its sharp tip to chisel away at the stone pillar, prying off the loosened fragments as he did.0

The towering stone pillar was gradually whittled down as Pang Jian chipped away at it like plucking kernels from a cob of corn, causing stone pieces to fall one by one.0

Clang!0

The sharp spear's tip produced a crisp, ringing sound like it had hit solid steel.0

Pang Jian sped up his efforts to chip away the stone pillar.0

Before long, a large, black-furred ape clutching a black iron staff was revealed.1

The nearly one-zhang-tall ape wore chainmail over its waist and chest. Although it had been dead for countless years, it still exuded a menacing aura, seemingly unaffected by the passage of time.0

The ape tightly gripped the black iron staff like an iron claw. Dried, clotted blood caked the wounds around its tightly shut eyes.0

As Pang Jian stared at the ape within the stone pillar, he could not help but recall the gray ape with icy blue eyes in the Solitary Mountain Range.0

This ape, however, was clearly different. 0

It was clad in chainmail...0