The Six-Eared Macaque snorted coldly, "Demon, do you really think that after being tricked by you once, I would fall for it a second time?"
"Really?" The Yellow Wind Demon didn't believe a word the Six-Eared Macaque said, thinking the monkey was just boasting. So, he laughed and said, "Well, I would like to see how you plan to defeat me."
The Six-Eared Macaque got the Wind-Calming Pill ready, waiting for the Yellow Wind Demon to strike again.
The Yellow Wind Demon puffed up his cheeks and blew towards the Six-Eared Macaque.
In an instant, a yellow wind rose, filled with copious amounts of sand. This sand was not ordinary; it scraped the skin like tiny knives when it blew against it.
If it got into the eyes, it would result in a situation like the Six-Eared Macaque's–the eyes would be completely unable to open, teary and in ceaseless pain, requiring special medicine to cure. Otherwise, one would remain blind.
