In the darkness, Sun Wukong traveled alone for a long time before he saw several ghosts slowly flying towards a certain place.
"It's there."
A spark flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, and he immediately dashed over.
"Boom"
An invisible barrier blocked his way.
It was the boundary between life and death.
"Open up for me!"
Sun Wukong threw a punch, and the barrier opened in response.
He entered the Netherworld along with the ghosts.
However, upon entering the Netherworld, Sun Wukong was greatly surprised.
The Netherworld should have been an independent world, judging the virtues and vices of life, and governing punishment and reincarnation.
But here, all he could see was desolation.
The ground swirled with unyielding gusts of gloomy wind, and under the blood-clouded gloomy sky, lay scattered bones everywhere.
