Don't be fooled by Zhu Bajie's obesity; sans the belly, he leaned more towards a burly physique. His Nine-Toothed Rake tore through the air, and was about to land on the shadowy figure.
It was only upon getting closer that the true face of the shadow could be discerned: a humanoid body with a pair of bat wings on its back, a pointed mouth with sharp teeth—under the cover of night, it seemed like a demon straight out of hell.
Clang—
When faced with the Nine-Toothed Rake, the Bat Demon King brandished his trident. Yet, Zhu Bajie's strength was overwhelming, and he sent him flying with a direct hit.
After tumbling through the night sky for dozens of rounds, he finally stabilized his form. Shaking his slightly numb right hand, he said in a cold voice, "Early stage of the Scattered Immortal Realm, no wonder you're so confident!"
