Sun Wukong Staff Novels & Stories

Blake said. “What about that fire pillar? What was it?” Kelly asked remembering the horror of such an event occuring. “Oh, that was from this Divine Artifact,” Blake said, and a Staff appeared in his hand. “This is the Staff of Moses.” “Why do I feel a Divine power coming from it?” Susan asked curiously and placed her hand upon it. Before Blake could stop her, a golden light developed on her, and the Staff repelled Blake’s grasp and stayed with Susan.

She heard their names in her head and apparitions appeared after them, all of whom nodded to her then turned to look at the dragon, then back at her. There was a whispery noise followed by the shadows turning into a sparkling mist that began to flow and swirl in front of her. Viper watched on and the sparkly mist morphed into a long electrified staff that glowed a brilliant green. The gods and Celestials of the Speedverse were giving her a weapon. She took the meter-long staff in her right hand and turned to the dragon. The large snakes made of lightning were still swirling around the dragon when Viper charged at it with the staff.

Xu Xiaofei grumbled as he turned back around and went as fast as he could towards the main battlefield. “Look, you two make me look ridiculous!” Xu Xiaofei grumbled again when he saw that in his right and left hands were each a human as well as a staff. His eagle head staff was on the left with Zhou Fu while on the right side of his body was the Northern Tiger Swordsman's wand. Patriarch Yuan Kai was unable to move as his body seemed to be wrapped in invisible ropes. He was resigned to being taken away by Xu Xiaofei. In every second of the journey, the man thought about the possibilities that happened to Shen Shen.

However, Woody stood firm and didn't move at all, his expression calm and steady. After that, there was a "buzz", and rays of golden light shone from the staves and formed a dense web. The six Artnics Warrior Staff were held up from different angles, forming ripples in the air.

Shamia observed the knob or the top of the staff and noticed that it had three stones embedded in it. Moments later, the wolf's corpse suddenly moved and came back to life. Shamia was amazed, her eyes fixed on the staff held by the sorceress. She knew it! The staff might be the solution to her problem. When Divina didn't pay attention, Shamia boldly charged. She was about to grab and snatch the staff, but Divina sensed her presence and knocked her aside. However, Shamia had already grasped the staff, but failed to get it before she was thrown away. She tried to charge again.

Rogue asked, squinting his eyes mischievously. Sun Wukong contained himself and cleared his throat. “Your staff is similar to the great dragon staff of the west. The legendary staff welded by our ancestor Sun Wukong.”He said, still puzzled as to why did Rogue’s staff become similar to the staff of Sun Wukong himself. Its quite unclear, but it’s without a doubt that boy, has a form of connection with Sun Wukong if not counting his reincarnation. The elder thought to himself, making sure to write down the revelation on his book.

In one of the many orbs that decided the fates of trapped gods, a middle aged man with a dignified air around him, slowly walked forward. He wore a traditional red robe with several engravings of an eastern dragon. His head was without a strand of hair, as though such a thing was a luxury that tainted the soul. He had nothing on his person but a staff and a set of bangles that decorated his wrists. He walked barefoot, but his feet were not stained by dust. This man was Master Subhuti.

“Sure. He always has his six-ringed shakujō staff, his straw conical hat, a hand fan and his one-toothed geta sandals. These are the most prized possessions of any monk.” “There you have it,” Sasha said. “The jingling of his staff’s rings work in the same way as my tongue click. Like I said, echolocation. Which is why his first alias, Koumori-san or Mr. Bat, was very apt. Dolphins, beluga whales and porpoises all do it too.”

No aura leaked from them, but they naturally carried an air of supreme dominance. The old man on the left, Keagan Walsh, had a gaunt face and eyes as sharp as a hawk's. He held a pitch‑black wooden staff carved with intricate patterns at its head. It looked ordinary, yet as he walked, it faintly radiated an aura capable of suppressing heaven and earth.

His blood-red pupils were flickering. And his Dragon's Wrath Sword. It also instantly pressed against the monk's staff. Wu Chi flew into a rage. "He insulted our first ancestor of Ancient Celestial Buddha. If you step aside now, I can spare your life!" Yang Xiao sneered. "Telling the truth is humiliating? Your first ancestor's Seven Canes of Crouching-tiger is indeed not very good." "What did you say? Say it again!" Wu Chi's eyes were blood red and his eyes were wide open.