They hadn't traveled far.
"Who dares to intrude upon the underworld!" A green-faced ghost general blocked Sun Wukong's path, backed by tens of thousands of ghost soldiers in formation, evidently prepared.
"A mere ghost general dares to act recklessly in front of me?" Sun Wukong opened his mouth to blow, a fierce wind erupted, scattering the ghost general and the tens of thousands of ghost soldiers with terrifying force.
If he hadn't held back, he could have blown them away with one breath!
He then continued forward, but no sooner had he started, another ghost general leading troops blocked his way.
Sun Wukong knew that these must be the lieutenants of the King of the City of Ghosts, who was the incarnation of the Ziwei Great Emperor in the underworld.
Even so, he still did not use deadly force.
If he killed countless ghost soldiers and generals, that would give the other party the chance to attack him for his transgression. How could he fall for their wishes?