Sun Wukong entered the passage, unaware that, a second later, a vast swath of black light flashed, and many members of the Witch Race appeared outside it, right where he and Zhongshan Wolf had been standing.
"Boss, what do we do next?" a Witch Follower asked the Chief God of the Ninth Layer of Hell-the Jailer-beside him.
"According to the orders from the Ghost Emperor's Palace, I'm to escort that monkey to the Hall of Yama and hand him over to the King of Yama for questioning. Before handing him over, I'm also to teach him a lesson. We'll do as instructed," the Jailer said. With that, he strode in another direction. Space rippled before him, and another passage appeared.
"Boss, where are you going?"
"To the place Sun Wukong and Zhongshan Wolf are heading," the Jailer said. Then he stepped into the spatial passage and vanished.
Inside the passage where the monkey and the wolf were.
The two kept walking forward, each keeping a wary eye on the other. After all, neither thought the other was any good.
After walking for who knew how long, they finally spotted a little light ahead that differed from their surroundings. It looked like the exit, so the monkey and the wolf quickened their pace and soon both emerged from the passage.
Once outside, Sun Wukong looked around and discovered, to his delight, that this was the surface of the Underworld, where he had slaughtered his way through all opposition three years ago. Great! I'm safe! I, Old Sun, have finally made it back to safe ground!
"There are no Nether Soldiers patrolling nearby. If we don't leave now, when will we?" Zhongshan Wolf said as he, too, surveyed their surroundings. Then he turned and raced toward the Ghost Gate.
Seeing this, the