Sun Wukong didn't dare act rashly, so he watched the giant beast in silence. But to his surprise, a flute began to play, and the beast went berserk.
The beast rose to its feet, standing a full three meters tall. Its brown fur gave off a faint, bloody scent, and a huge circular symbol of white fur marked its chest. It was unmistakably a giant bear.
What caught Sun Wukong's attention most were the bear's eyes. Its red gaze was filled with bloodlust.
The bear didn't seem fast. With a vicious look on its face, it slowly approached Sun Wukong, the chains on its body rattling as it moved. Yet the pressure it exerted made Sun Wukong inwardly uneasy.
Sun Wukong raised his arms and spun the Golden Cudgel in one hand, advancing slowly toward the bear. He moved just as unhurriedly, but his steps were steady, betraying his calm state of mind.
The distance between them steadily narrowed. The bear's upright gait looked clumsy. It moved slowly and swayed as it walked.
But when it had come within about thirty meters of Sun Wukong, it suddenly dropped its forelegs and went down on all fours.
The sudden change startled Sun Wukong. He instinctively stopped and darted several meters to the side.
The bloodlust in the bear's eyes didn't lessen at all. In the instant Sun Wukong was caught off guard, the Demon Bear suddenly accelerated. A dense red glow enveloped its body, and it charged at Sun Wukong like a mass of red clouds.
It covered the thirty meters in barely two breaths. Sun Wukong still seemed stunned as the bear's huge paw came swinging toward him, trailing a cloud of blood-red light.
At that moment, Sun Wukong's foot suddenly slipped. He spun halfway around in a swift turn,