Sun Wukong pulled Ye Chen out of the Hall of Yama. As they flew through the underworld, Ye Chen looked around and realized it wasn't as cold and terrifying as people imagined. In fact, there were many beautiful sights.
"Hey, Monkey, this underworld looks pretty nice," Ye Chen said to Sun Wukong as he admired the scenery.
"Of course. The underworld is where departed souls are received, but it was created by the Kami, after all. But don't be fooled by the nice scenery. This place isn't actually what people mean when they talk about the underworld."
"Oh? Then where is the underworld people talk about?"
"Hey, I can't explain it clearly, but just remember one thing and you'll understand: the most important part of the underworld isn't what you're seeing now, but the Eighteen Levels of Hell."
"I see." Ye Chen nodded. "Mortals fear death, so they naturally imagine the underworld as the Eighteen Levels of Hell. When they talk about the underworld, they probably mean the place where souls suffer."
"Heh, you've got some insight after all, kid." Sun Wukong grinned. "We're almost at the place where Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva lives. When we get there, don't go saying anything reckless, got it?"
"Why?" Ye Chen asked, puzzled.
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has immense power. Even I'm wary of her. If you say something wrong, I won't be able to save you."
"I didn't think there was any Kami in the Three Realms that even you, Great Sage Equal to Heaven Sun Wukong, were afraid of." Ye Chen gave Sun Wukong a half-smile.
"I never said I was afraid of her, just that I'm wary of her. If we really fought... Hmph." Sun Wukong trailed off. Ye Chen could tell that Sun Wukong wasn't confident he could beat Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
"All right,