I'm already a Great Luo Golden Immortal, how come you're only Martial Saints?

Ning Chen struggled to open his eyes, and the scene around him caused his pupils to dilate violently. The lingering effects of the alcohol vanished in an instant!

What lay before them was no longer the stone bed and the drunken monkeys of the Water Curtain Cave, but a gloomy, desolate, and eerie place.

Above us was an endless, heavy black sky, devoid of stars and moon, with only a hazy, gray mist flowing silently.

Beneath my feet lies a murky river whose source and destination are unknown. The water is as black as ink, and amidst the surging currents, countless pale skeletons can be vaguely seen floating and sinking within it.

He was bound by a cold, heavy chain, as if it were forged from the coldest iron in the underworld!

The power emanating from the chains was chilling and penetrating to the very core of his soul, causing his entire body to stiffen and his thoughts to become sluggish.

The other end of the chain was held in the hands of two ethereal creatures exuding a strong aura of death.

One was deathly pale, thin as a bamboo pole, with a bloodless face, wearing a tall, pointed white hat inscribed with the words "Seeing Him Brings Wealth." The other was as black as charcoal, short and stocky, with a fierce face, wearing a tall, pointed black hat inscribed with the words "Peace Under Heaven."

Ning Chen instantly recognized the two men who had detained him from their attire as the Black and White Impermanence, the ghost messengers from the underworld who were tasked with taking souls and retrieving lives!

If the underworld were a government office, Yama would be the county magistrate, Black and White Impermanence would be the constables, and Ox-Head and Horse-Face would be the bailiffs.

In the Journey to the West world, the Black and White Impermanence are nothing special; they must be respectful to any immortal they encounter.

But if it were to come to the mortal realm, it would be an unsolvable, rule-bound vengeful ghost, wielding a soul-locking chain that has stumped countless heroes and emperors throughout the millennia.

Ning Chen struggled instinctively, but found that his cultivation and magical power were frozen, and he could not mobilize them at all under the restraint of the Soul-Locking Chains.

As if sensing something, Hei Wuchang turned around and sneered.

"Don't struggle. With your meager skills, you think you can break free of the Soul-Locking Chains?"

The chilling aura emanating from the chains intensified, and Ning Chen felt a chilling wind blowing around him. The piles of white bones by the roadside seemed to be watching him, the newly arrived soul who had died unjustly.

wrong!

Ning Chen finally understood that this scene was clearly the Netherworld!

It's the scene from the original story where Sun Wukong's soul is taken away!

But how could it be myself?

He clearly remembered his attribute panel:

Lifespan: 18/472

He clearly still has over four hundred years left to live!

Moreover, according to the original plot, the one who should be bewitched at this moment is the drunken Monkey King Sun Wukong!

"Two ghost messengers!"

Ning Chen, enduring the chill emanating from the chains, questioned them.

"Have you arrested the wrong person?! My lifespan hasn't ended yet; I'm over four hundred years old!"

The White Impermanence turned around, his pale face expressionless, his voice shrill and cold, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue.

"Wrong person arrested? Hehe, no mistake, it's you I've arrested, Ning Chen!"

Hei Wuchang spoke, his voice deep and muffled like thunder, tinged with impatience.

"That troublemaker was an iron-skinned mantis spirit, whose lifespan should have been several years longer! But today he suddenly died a violent death, his soul returning to the underworld! When Yama, the King of Hell, questioned him about the cause of death, he confessed that he was killed by a monkey and a human cultivator named Ning Chen!"

"King Yama has consulted the Book of Life and Death, searching through all the registers in the Three Realms, Six Paths, and Four Continents. How strange! Your name, Ning Chen, is nowhere to be found! There is no such person in the Book of Life and Death! This is an unprecedented anomaly! King Yama has ordered my brother and me, regardless of the reason, to bring your soul back to the Yama Palace and get to the bottom of this!"

My name is not in the Book of Life and Death!

Ning Chen instantly grasped the key point.

He is a time traveler from another world, Earth.

His soul's origins are not within the cycle of reincarnation in this world!

It's normal that you can't find it in the Book of Life and Death!

Moreover, if he were taken to the Yama Palace and investigated by Yama and even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, his origins and the secrets of the divine realm would be exposed, and the consequences would be unimaginable!

Under no circumstances should you go to the underworld with the Black and White Impermanence!

Warning signs surged through Ning Chen's mind. He desperately activated his divine soul, attempting to break free of the Soul-Locking Chains!

His magic and physical strength remained completely still, and the dark, cold Soul-Locking Chains stood motionless, the power of law contained within them suppressing all life force within Ning Chen's body.

Ning Chen felt that no matter how much force he exerted, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, or a mud ox entering the sea.

"Hmph! You mere human cultivator, no matter how profound your cultivation in the mortal world, how could you possibly escape the soul-binding chains of the underworld gods on this path to the netherworld? Don't waste your energy, just obediently come with us to see King Yama!"

Black Impermanence sneered, his voice full of disdain, and suddenly tightened the chains in his hands!

Ning Chen felt an even stronger sense of suffocation, and his consciousness began to become somewhat blurred.

Just then!

"Hey! What kind of demon dares to detain my junior brother! Take this!"

A thunderous roar echoed through the underworld!

Then, a long staff, carrying immense force, tore through the yin wind and turbid mist, and slammed fiercely into the arm of the Black and White Impermanence!

The staff came too fast and too fiercely, catching the Black and White Impermanence off guard. They felt an overwhelming force coming at them, their wrists trembled violently, and the Soul-Locking Chains fell to the ground!

To Ning Chen's surprise, a golden monkey burst out of the darkness!

"Senior brother!"

Ning Chen was both surprised and delighted. Taking advantage of the moment when he broke free from the chains binding him, he struggled with all his might!

Whoosh!

The Soul-Locking Chains broke free instantly!

Sun Wukong somersaulted and landed in front of Ning Chen, protecting Ning Chen behind him.

"Junior brother, don't be afraid! Your senior brother is here!"

He turned to Ning Chen and grinned, a hint of smugness in his eyes.

"Hehe, a few days ago, the Patriarch instructed his disciple to teach me a method of communicating with the spirits, causing my soul to leave my body. I was wondering why the Patriarch didn't teach me the Great Dao, but instead passed on some strange and wonderful methods. Now I understand, it turns out the Patriarch had foreseen this calamity for you, junior brother, and specially sent me to save you!"

A warm feeling welled up in Ning Chen's heart. He was extremely grateful for the unfathomable Bodhi Patriarch and the monkey's protection.

The monkey grabbed Ning Chen's right hand and whispered.

"Quickly return to the human world with me!"

He leaped into the air, but remained motionless.

The monkey let out a "Huh?" and scratched its cheek.

"Perhaps my senior brother's skills are not yet proficient. Let me try again!"

Ning Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Senior brother, there's no need to try anymore!"

The Black and White Impermanence had already turned around and were coldly staring at the two of them.

"You audacious monkey! How dare you attack the underworld officials and disrupt the order of the netherworld! Today, I will make sure your souls are scattered to the winds!"

The Black and White Impermanence were completely enraged, letting out a sharp shriek. Their official robes fluttered without wind, and a dense aura of death from the underworld erupted.

The white impermanence's mourning staff floats in mid-air.

"Do you perhaps think that we are only of this strength, and that what we were just now was merely a fragment of a soul?!"

"Now that we are here in our true forms, do you still want to resist? You might as well come with me to meet the King of Hell!"

"If you resist again, we'll beat you to a pulp!"

boom!

boom!

Two dark figures descended from the sky and entered the bodies of the Black and White Impermanence.

The two messengers swelled in size, revealing an even more ferocious and terrifying true form.