Beneath the lighthouse's radiance, Zhu Bajie finally made his move.
Yet the moment he did, he felt as though he had plunged into a desperate, deathly silence.
All around him.
The things in the Black Pine Forest they had originally taken for eyes seemed to turn their gazes toward him in unison. Unspeakable entities seeped out of the void like a rising tide.
They had no fixed forms, sometimes becoming black, withered bones whirling through the sky, sometimes turning into shadowy tentacles as viscous as tar. Reeking of sickening decay, they wound tightly around Zhu Bajie's brilliant lighthouse.
Without the lighthouse, they would not even have been able to catch sight of those entities descending.
Now, with its light, some portion of them had indeed been revealed.
Of course.
Zhu Bajie knew perfectly well.
Anything the lighthouse could illuminate was not his true target.
Those entities had manifested merely to obstruct the lighthouse's light at most. His real opponents remained unspeakable.
Sss, sss, sss.
Zhu Bajie raised his eyes and saw that the Celestial River water he had struck out with his Nine-Toothed Rake had begun to smoke as well.
His heart tightened slightly.
He knew the true terror was finally about to arrive.
The lighthouse's radiance dimmed at a rate visible to the naked eye. Its once-impenetrable barrier of light was now riddled with spiderweb cracks.
"Damn it! These faceless, shameless things really think Old Zhu is a soft persimmon they can squeeze?"
Zhu Bajie wiped the cold sweat from his face. His eyes, usually tinged with laziness, now blazed with an unprecedented ferocity.
He knew that relying on brute force alone in this forest cursed by laws would lead only to death.
Monkey Brother's suffering a dimensional-reduction strike was a warning drawn from a wrecked cart ahead.
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