Sun Wukong and Emperor Donghua approached the massive peak.
The thick gray fog tumbled and obscured the view, with both of them trying their best to dodge the lightning, walking towards the area where the fog was thinner.
After a long journey, a tide-like black fog surged in front of them.
Some blurry shadows appeared in the black fog, resembling ghosts, shifting erratically east and west, seemingly surrounding the two.
Emperor Donghua couldn't make out the nature of these shadows and his expression changed slightly.
"Don't worry."
Sun Wukong's eyes twinkled with golden light as he said, "They are just a bunch of devils."
These devils were very adept at concealing their presence, yet they couldn't escape his Eyes of Golden Flame.
"Why would there be devils in this land?"
Emperor Donghua inquired with his eyes towards Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong had no idea why, as by logic, even spells had perished here, and there shouldn't be any ghosts.
"We'll find out soon!"
