515: Follow the Heart Hardcore Soldier

“Forget about them. In any case, those two aren't our match... Heh, it's fine that they ran. I'm still getting used to this body; it'll take some time to adapt completely!”

Sun Wukong looked at his palm and suddenly clenched his fist, saying, “Hmph, once I get out of here, I'll definitely tear these so-called Extraterrestrial Gods and Demons into pieces to vent the hatred in my heart!”

Tang Ku frowned slightly: “Let's talk about getting out first. They haven't run away. I bet that the moment we step out of Purgatory, we'll be surrounded by their people in the next second... These Extraterrestrial Gods and Demons have never cared about martial virtue. Given their nature, it'd be a miracle if we could bluff them so easily!”

“I don't believe it. With the skills of the three of us, no matter how many people they send, it'll all be for nothing!”

Sun Wukong's eyes scanned everywhere, and suddenly his gaze stopped at a spot in the corner. He dashed over in a few steps and chuckled, “I knew this thing had to be nearby... I just don't know if it has a spirit like the Golden Cudgel...”

A giant pillar with a diameter of over half a meter seemed to be leaning against the corner. The monkey didn't hesitate; he shattered the ice on its surface with a palm strike, revealing its true appearance.

It was actually a staff that looked very similar to the Golden Cudgel, with a section of black iron in the middle and gold bands binding both ends.

“?”

Tang Ku frowned slightly: “Is this the weapon of the Six-Eared Macaque, called the Ruyi Jingu Bang?”

“That's right, it's the one!”

The monkey grabbed the middle of the staff and yanked it up forcefully. A cold aura emanated from the weapon, and energy fluctuations spread continuously, causing the entire cave to shake, dust to fall, and a buzzing sound to fill the air.

“Big... Grow for me!”

“Hum!”

The staff suddenly became thick and large, just like the Golden Cudgel, and began to grow upward, stopping only when it broke through the cave. It looked much thicker than the load-bearing pillars in a palace.

However, the monkey didn't seem very satisfied. He frowned slightly, then lightly touched the body of the staff and said in a deep voice: “Small, small, small...”

“Swish!”

The Ruyi Jingu Bang suddenly became smaller and smaller until it shrunk to the size of a sewing needle in his palm.

“Does this thing really have the ability to change into thousands of forms like the Golden Cudgel?”

Tang Ku said pleasantly surprised, “I was wondering where I would find a weapon for you, but it seems I don't need to worry about that anymore!”

“No, this thing is different from the Golden Cudgel!”

Sun Wukong suddenly shook his head and said in a deep voice, “Although it is similar to the Golden Cudgel—it has similar durability, weight, can change size, and can be wielded as one wishes—it clearly lacks any spirit... This is just an ordinary Magic Treasure, unlike the Golden Cudgel, which has a weapon spirit inside!”

“Can you use it?”

Tang Ku frowned slightly.

“Heh, of course I can use it!”

Sun Wukong chuckled, “And its power shouldn't be weaker than the Golden Cudgel... Hmm, in the future, I will use my Primordial Spirit to slowly nurture it and see if I can cultivate a weapon spirit... After all, relationships need to be nurtured too!”

Tang Ku's mouth twitched: “Who did you learn these clichés from?”

“Hmph, the idiot and the others often say it, don't you know?”

Sun Wukong looked at Tang Ku with a half-smile.

Tang Ku couldn't help but smack his lips: “Forget it, it's my fault. I shouldn't have taught them those modern, trendy terms...”

Ksitigarbha smiled, then couldn't help but frown slightly: “Hmm, the teleportation mechanism is about to start. We must be prepared in case they have...”

The word “ambush” hadn't even left his lips when the three felt a sudden flash before their eyes. When they came to their senses, they had already appeared before the final level of the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

“Alright, Master, you were right. We are indeed surrounded!”

Sun Wukong smacked his lips, looked around, and said disdainfully, “Surrounded by a bunch of good-for-nothings!”

Tang Ku scanned the area and suddenly smiled: “So that's where all the Yin soldiers of the underworld are...”

The surroundings were already packed tightly by countless Yin soldiers. It turned out that the Yin soldiers they had seen when they entered the underworld were just a drop in the ocean.

These Yin soldiers held weapons and glared at Tang Ku and the others... Well, in fact, it couldn't be called glaring, because some of them had fear and hesitation written all over their faces. Especially right in front, a Yin soldier leader wearing heavy armor and carrying a mountain-splitting axe was looking at Sun Wukong with a very helpless expression. He hesitated for a long time before saying: “Is that Grandpa Sun, the Great Sage the Equal of Heaven, in front?”

“Oh, so it's you... Hmm, what, didn't get enough of a beating on your backside before, and you're here to ask for a beating again today?”

He recognized this guy as a ghost general under King Zhuanlun. His combat power was extraordinary compared to ordinary immortals and gods, but compared to Sun Wukong, it was a world of difference. Back then, he had been beaten by Sun Wukong until his head was full of bumps and his backside was full of bruises. He was basically the type who had been brutally abused. If it weren't for the monkey showing mercy, he would have been wiped out of existence back then!

Therefore, upon seeing Sun Wukong, he was the type who would immediately turn and run. Helplessly, his body was completely out of control now, so he could only say with a tearful expression: “Only a grandson would come to ask for a beating! If I could run, I would have run long ago!”

Tang Ku curled his lips and said: “Wukong, I'm afraid they've been controlled by some means. They can't help themselves!”

Sun Wukong suddenly realized: “There's no other way then. You can only blame your own bad luck!”

Suddenly, he looked up and saw the two foreigners from before floating above, looking down at them. The monkey smiled disdainfully and then gave them the middle finger...

“Alright, I taught them that too...”

Tang Ku smiled bitterly, feeling helpless.

The battle was about to break out, and the Yin soldiers surged toward the three of them like a tide.

“Heh heh, none of you take action this time...”

The front end of the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand suddenly became long and large, while the back end remained in his hand. Then, this massive staff, over a hundred meters long, swept across, directly sweeping away a large swath of Yin soldiers.

It was basically effortless!

Thousands of people were instantly crushed and flattened by the immense power, not even leaving their souls behind, disappearing completely from the world.

It must be said that while it's not yet known how the monkey's combat power differs from the past, his temper is clearly much more volatile.

Next, the monkey instantly retracted the staff in his hand to its normal size, then shouted and brandished it as he charged into the crowd. What a slaughter it was... Although the Yin soldiers didn't bleed into a river, they were all exploded into clouds of black mist, a scene that could be described as horrific.

Tang Ku and Ksitigarbha did not take action, as expected. They knew this was Sun Wukong's first performance after his resurrection; the stage before them was his.

What really concerned Tang Ku were the abnormal actions of these Yin soldiers...

“Tesla didn't seem to have given the order to attack just now...”

He looked up at the two's defensive line, his brows furrowed tightly.