Black Myth! Wukong kills gods and Buddhas!

Wukong went into the netherworld alone, his chest filled with rage, he danced with his golden hoop stick, and the wind and clouds changed color. Deep in the netherworld, the ten kings of hell lined up to wait, the wind howled, and the ghost fire blazed.

Wukong stood still, his eyes like torches, and shouted: "You Lords of the Netherworld, why are you holding my master's soul captive? Release him immediately, and I will spare your life!"

A Yama stepped out with a grim look on his face, sneering, "You are so rude, you have entered the netherworld without permission and disturbed my peace. Your master's life span has come to an end, and he should be brought here to be tried. How can you do this?"

Wukong was furious when he heard this, and he swung his golden hoop down with a whistling sound, aiming for Yama Luo's head. Yama Luo was shocked and quickly retreated a few steps, waving his hand to summon the ghosts of the underworld, who swarmed over him. Wukong sneered, and his body was as fast as lightning, sweeping the golden hoop across, and the ghosts fell to the ground one after another, wailing all over the place.

Seeing this, the Second Yama roared angrily, holding the Netherworld Chain in his hand, and transformed into thousands of black shadows, rolling towards Wukong. Wukong suddenly jumped up, and the golden hoop turned into thousands of golden lights, colliding with the chains, sparks flew, and the void trembled.

The three Yamas arrived, spewing out the fire of the underworld, and the flames were rolling, trying to burn Wukong. Wukong turned around and turned into a wisp of wind, avoiding the flames, and with a backhanded stick, knocked the three Yamas away several feet.

The four Yamas arrived, holding the Judge's Pen of the Netherworld, and pointed at Wukong, wanting to judge his life or death. Wukong sneered, swung his golden hoop, and broke the Judge's Pen into two pieces, and the four Yamas retreated in shock.

The Five Yamas arrived, wearing Netherworld armor and holding Netherworld spears. The spears shot out like dragons and pierced Wukong. Wukong retreated violently, and the golden hoop turned into a heavy hammer, smashing down, shocking the Five Yamas so much that they vomited blood.

The Six Yamas arrived, stepping on the Netherworld Mist and holding the Netherworld Staff. With a wave of the staff, the Netherworld Mist turned into thousands of sharp blades and attacked Wukong. Wukong's body was as fast as lightning, and his golden hoop swept across, shattering the sharp blades one after another.

The Seven Yamas arrived, chanting the Netherworld Mantra, and the Netherworld Power gathered into a ball and smashed towards Wukong. Wukong suddenly jumped up, and the Golden Cudgel turned into a giant pillar, smashing the Netherworld Power into pieces.

The Eight Yama Luos arrived, holding the Netherworld Mirror in their hands, and the Netherworld Light shot out from the mirror, trying to illuminate Wukong's true form. Wukong sneered, swung his golden hoop, and the Netherworld Light reflected back. The Eight Yama Luos were unable to dodge and were annihilated by the light.

The Nine Yama Luos arrived, furious, holding the Netherworld Sword, the sword flashed like lightning, and went straight to Wukong's heart. Wukong turned around, and the golden hoop turned into a heart-protecting mirror to block the sword light. Then he turned around and hit the Nine Yama Luos with his stick, knocking him away.

The Ten Yama Kings finally arrived. They were the Lords of the Netherworld, with a dignified look and sharp eyes. He walked out slowly, surrounded by the aura of the Netherworld, as if the entire Netherworld was under his control. He sneered and said, "You naughty monkey, you dare to go into the Netherworld alone and challenge the power of the Ten Yama Kings. Today, I will let you see the true power of the Netherworld!"

After saying that, the Ten Yamas waved their hands, and the Netherworld Qi gathered into a sea, rushing towards Wukong. Wukong looked solemn, and held the golden hoop tightly, with golden light shining brightly around him, fighting against the Netherworld Qi. The two sides were evenly matched, and the battle was indisputable.

Wukong was anxious, knowing that his master's life was in danger, and he had to fight quickly. He suddenly shouted, and the golden hoop turned into a golden light that shot straight into the sky. Then he suddenly rose up and turned into a golden light, attacking the Ten Yamas.

The Ten Yamas were horrified and retreated several steps. But Wukong was so fast that he was in front of them in an instant. The Golden Cudgel swung down suddenly, and the Ten Yamas were hit in the chest in time to spit out blood and retreat violently.

Wukong took advantage of the victory and pursued them. The golden hoop fell like raindrops, beating the ten Yamas without any chance to fight back. The Netherworld's aura gradually dissipated, and the depths of the Netherworld were in chaos.

The Ten Yamas were finally defeated and fell to their knees, looking ashen. Wukong looked at him coldly and shouted, "Quickly release my master's soul!"

The Ten Yamas had no choice but to summon the ghosts from the underworld to send Tang Monk's soul back to the world of the living. Seeing this, Wukong snorted coldly, put away his golden hoop, and turned away.

Deep in the underworld, the ten kings of hell looked at each other in shock. They had never seen such a powerful opponent, let alone such a firm belief. Wukong challenged the entire underworld with his own strength, just to save his master. His courage and determination moved all the ghosts in the underworld.

When Wukong left, he looked back into the depths of the netherworld. He knew that this was not his final destination. His mission was to protect his master on his journey to the West to obtain the scriptures and save all living beings. He would continue to move forward and write his own legend on the journey to obtain the scriptures.

Since then, Wukong's name has been passed down in the underworld. All the ghosts in the underworld know that he is unparalleled in bravery and loyalty. And he has proved with his actions that a truly strong person must not only have great strength but also firm beliefs and fearless courage.

Wukong stepped out of the netherworld and returned to the human world. The sun shone on his resolute face, and the golden hoop flashed with dazzling light. He was worried about the safety of his master, and did not dare to delay for a moment, and hurried to where Tang Seng was.

Soon, Wukong arrived at the place where Tang Seng was imprisoned. He saw evil spirits everywhere and demons were rampant. He opened his eyes wide and waved his golden hoop, and the evil winds were scattered, and the demons retreated. Wukong rushed into the house and saw Tang Seng meditating with his eyes closed, his face haggard, and he had obviously suffered a lot.

"Master!" Wukong fell to his knees, his voice choking with sobs. Tang Seng opened his eyes and saw that it was Wukong, with a hint of relief in his eyes. "Wukong, you are finally here."

Wukong helped Tang Seng up and asked anxiously, "Master, are you okay?" Tang Seng shook his head and smiled, "Thanks to your timely arrival, I'm fine."

Wukong was furious and turned to look at the demons outside the door. "Master, don't worry. I will eliminate these demons one by one and ensure that your journey to the West is unimpeded."

After saying this, Wukong suddenly rose up, and his golden cudgel turned into thousands of golden lights, sweeping towards the demons. The demons panicked and fled in all directions, but how could they escape Wukong's pursuit? For a moment, the demons wailed all over the land, and blood flowed like a river.

Tang Seng and his disciples were deeply impressed by Wukong's bravery and fearlessness. They knew that with Wukong guarding them, the journey to the West would be safer.

However, the demons were so powerful that it would take more than one day to eliminate them. Wukong knew this very well, so he discussed countermeasures with Tang Seng. They decided to act separately: Wukong would be responsible for eliminating the demons along the way; Tang Seng would lead his disciples to continue on their journey and look for the next place to practice.

Wukong bid farewell to his master and fellow apprentices and set out on his journey alone. His heart was filled with anger towards the demons and loyalty to his master. He vowed to eradicate all the demons that hindered his master from obtaining the scriptures and to protect his master.

In the days that followed, Wukong, with his extraordinary martial arts and firm belief, slayed demons and monsters along the way, and his reputation spread far and wide. His heroic deeds spread throughout the entire journey to the West, and he became a hero in the hearts of countless people.

Tang Seng and his disciples also made smooth progress under the protection of Wukong. They went through hardships but never gave up their pursuit of Buddhism and their faith in obtaining the scriptures. They knew that only by obtaining the true scriptures could they save all living beings.

Finally, under the protection of Wukong and the persistence of Tang Monk, they successfully obtained the true scriptures and returned to the Tang Dynasty in the East. The spread of the true scriptures has saved and liberated countless lives and also allowed Buddhism to take root, sprout, blossom and bear fruit in the East.

Wukong's bravery and loyalty are remembered by later generations, and his story has become a legend passed down through the ages. He also proved with his actions that a true strong man must not only have great power but also have firm beliefs, fearless courage, and the determination to fight for justice and truth.