Patriarch Bodhi Was Too Ruthless! He Had the Matchmaker God Bind Tongtian and Jin Ling Together Forever!

Netherworld.

Ling Xiao, Grand Pure Laozi, and the others arrived inside Houtu's palace. Boundless netherworld qi and Earthly Dao laws surged through the great hall, while a light screen appeared overhead.

Within the light screen were the Eighteen Levels of Hell in the Netherworld. A pair of Hell Guards had run chains through Sun Wukong's collarbones and escorted him through the punishments of all eighteen levels one by one.

"Too brutal! Too miserable!"

"Ordinary people who come to the Netherworld first go to the Hall of Yama for judgment. Based on their merits and sins, they are then sent to gain blessings, reincarnate, or suffer in the Eighteen Levels of Hell."

"But Sun Wukong had barely arrived in the Netherworld and was already about to experience all eighteen levels. Even I feel sorry for him just watching!"

Zhen Yuanzi did not know whether to laugh or cry. He could hardly bear to look.

A dignified mid-stage Golden Immortal of Grand Dao had been tortured beyond human recognition by those Hell Guards. Sun Wukong truly had it hard.

Perhaps he had accepted the fact of his own death. His heart had died of utter despair, so after entering the Netherworld, he found it difficult to use any of his abilities. He was no different from an ordinary mortal now.

Yet Sun Wukong never let out a wail. The light in his eyes was dim, his entire body drenched in blood as he endured punishment and countless humiliations. He was like an old man on the verge of death.

More accurately, he was like a puppet, left to be manipulated by others.

"Dao Friend Bodhi, can you really bear it?"

Ancestor Kunpeng looked toward Patriarch Bodhi, feeling somewhat indignant on Sun Wukong's behalf.

It would have been one thing if an evil