Chapter 885

This time, Sun Wukong walked swaggeringly into the Ghost Gate Pass, then walked along the Road to the Yellow Springs, and crossed the Naihe Bridge.

However, on the Naihe Bridge of this Liaozhai World, Sun Wukong did not see the figure of Meng Po, but instead encountered a group of ghost soldiers.

Squads of Yin soldiers and ghost generals were actually using formations, so that a group of ragtag soldiers, under the blessing of the formation, faintly had the appearance of an elite army.

However, for Sun Wukong, there was no difference between a ragtag group and an elite army; they were all things that could be solved with one strike of his staff.

On the other side, for the demons, monsters, and ghosts of the City of Wrongful Death, Sun Wukong entering the Underworld so swaggeringly meant that even if the demons, monsters, and ghosts of the Underworld were slow to react, they had all discovered the arrival of this uninvited guest at this moment.

Moreover, the place Sun Wukong had entered was the territory of the Heishan Old Demon.

In this situation, what he encountered were naturally the demon soldiers and ghost generals under the Heishan Old Demon.

This group of demon soldiers and ghost generals still wanted to capture Sun Wukong to earn a great merit in front of the Heishan Old Demon.

However, before they could even get close, Sun Wukong gently exhaled a breath, causing them to scatter into smoke and dust.

After this, Sun Wukong continued to advance towards the direction of the City of Wrongful Death.

Along the way, the demon soldiers and ghost generals blocking Sun Wukong became more and more numerous, and their strength became stronger and stronger.

However, none of them could withstand a single strike from Sun Wukong, so in this situation, even the Heishan Old Demon, who had been in seclusion, was alarmed.

"For thousands of years, no one has ever dared to be so reckless in my territory. It seems that because I haven't made a move for thousands of years, the world has forgotten me."

"Very well, let's use your life to commemorate my ceremony of coming out of seclusion."

The Heishan Old Demon came out of seclusion, and immediately there were ghost generals carrying a palanquin to welcome him.

Subsequently, the Heishan Old Demon headed all the way in the direction where Sun Wukong was.

Just as Sun Wukong was advancing, he suddenly felt a rich demonic aura.

This demonic aura was exactly what was being emitted by the Heishan Old Demon.

Before the Heishan Old Demon had even arrived, his voice had already reached Sun Wukong's ears.

At this moment, the originally silent Underworld, with the arrival of the Heishan Old Demon, resounded with the sound of gongs and drums.

In front, suonas were clearing the way, playing music that was extremely tragic in the human world.

However, for the Underworld, the tragedy of the human world was exactly the joy of the Underworld.

And following this sound, squads of ghost shadows gradually appeared in the black mist.

Leading them was a group of musicians, wearing white mourning clothes, playing various musical instruments.

Behind them were several beautiful female ghosts with fair skin, following them like celestial maidens scattering flowers, constantly grabbing handfuls of underworld money and throwing them into the air.

Looking at the Heishan Old Demon's way of making an entrance, Sun Wukong couldn't help but laugh out loud.

After all, Sun Wukong was a cultivator from the Primordial World. When it came to ways of making an entrance, let alone the Saints in the Primordial World, even any Jinxian could crush the Heishan Old Demon.