I traveled through time and space and became a demon. I want to be a demon god.

After hearing the Lord of Hell's question, the old monk smiled and said, "Of course not! As soon as I heard that Your Majesty was in trouble, I immediately rushed to the underworld without stopping.

But I don't know what happened to the several Yin-Yang paths I used to walk on. They've all disappeared. I, an old monk, searched for the way for half a month, and finally found a small Yin-Yang path that had been in disrepair for a long time. I hurried back to Eternal Night City.

Arriving at Eternal Night City, I inquired about Your Majesty's whereabouts and finally learned that you were imprisoned in this tower. I was so exhausted that I almost passed away in your underworld, and only then did I manage to rescue Your Majesty.

It's all because the old monk came too late, causing Your Majesty to suffer."

The old monk's words made King Yan's face turn pale and black.

The human world and the underworld have been fighting secretly for many years. In order to prevent sneak attacks from the human race, the underworld has been constantly closing the Yin and Yang paths in various places.

To this day, almost every place on earth has only one small path left, which is only for the Ox-Head and Horse-Face to pass through and guide souls.

That kind of Yin-Yang path can only allow the Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Monsters with low ghost power to pass through. Ghosts and human cultivators with a little bit of cultivation, and monsters cannot enter. If they force their way in, the path will immediately explode and dissipate.

Just as Lord Yan was about to say a few words to ease the situation, he heard Huang Jingwa's baby voice say behind the old monk:

"You old immortal, you are talking nonsense. We have been eating and drinking to our heart's content in the underworld these days. How come I haven't heard you say that you are going to rescue His Majesty the King of Hell?

"After our Huang Jing's father and grandmother desperately rescued His Majesty the King of Hell, now you are here to ask for favors. Open your blind eyes and see that our Huang Jing's grandmother is still fighting the big ghost over there."

As soon as Huang Jingwa finished speaking, the old monk and Yan Jun felt a little embarrassed.

However, the old monk was thick-skinned and was only slightly embarrassed for a moment. Just as he was about to say something to make amends, Lord Yan spoke first, "Master Wukong, I'll go over there and lend a hand."

The old monk quickly shook his head. "No, no, no, to be honest, Your Majesty, I wanted to go and lend a hand just now, but the big demon chased me away."

After listening to the old monk's words, Lord Yan stared at the gray battle group for a while before nodding and saying, "That great demon has a chance of winning."

The old monk asked again: "Your Majesty, where have all the ghost soldiers and generals on the city wall gone?"

Yan Jun hesitated for a moment before saying, "I don't know where they went. I've been imprisoned by these two rebels for almost half a year. I don't know what's going on outside."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and shot a huge ball of ghost fire towards the sky above the Eternal Night City. The ball of ghost fire instantly rushed into the air, and several ghost-patterned words could be vaguely seen from the flames.

In just two or three breaths, noisy sounds rang out from all directions, and after a few more breaths, the entire Eternal Night City was boiling.

A large number of ghost generals, along with their subordinates, rushed towards King Yama from all directions of the Eternal Night City at high speed.

Upon seeing this, the old monk turned his head and glanced at Xu Zhenfeng, who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, practicing Qi circulation and striving for advancement.

Xu Zhenfeng is at the final critical moment of his promotion and is unaware of anything happening in the outside world.

There was some anxiety in the old monk's eyes.

In the huge gray battle group, the evil spirit gradually emerged, and the shrill howls of ghosts were heard one after another.

Just when the ghosts from all directions were about to reach the bottom of the North City Tower, the gray battle group dispersed with a bang.

Lang Wumiao walked out with a magic sword in his hand and a cold look in his eyes.

Seeing that Lang Wumiao was not seriously injured, the old monk breathed a sigh of relief and waved to her.

"Great Demon Wumiao, Lord Yan is safe and sound. Come and take a look. Your Zhenfeng is about to be promoted again."

Upon hearing this, Lang Wumiao appeared in front of Xu Zhenfeng in a flash. Seeing that Xu Zhenfeng was circulating the Qi, he immediately spit out a cloud of demonic mist, wrapping Xu Zhenfeng in it.

The old monk chuckled and said, "Great Demon Wu Miao, this is His Majesty Yan Jun, whom we fought tooth and nail to save. Your Majesty, this is the Great Demon Wolf Wu Miao. The gifted wolf demon on earth is her son, Xu Zhenfeng."

It was the first time that Lord Yan heard of a wolf demon with a surname other than Lang or Xu. He was only slightly surprised for a moment, then nodded to Lang Wumiao and said, "I've run into trouble in the underworld. Thank you for your help, great demon."

Lang Wumiao carefully examined the Lord of Hell and suddenly asked, "Do you still have your Lord of Hell's Seal?"

Yan Jun was stunned for a moment, then replied, "Of course it is. If I had handed over Yan Jun Mingxin, I'm afraid it would have disappeared into thin air."

"Bring it to me and see."

After Lang Wumiao said this in a stiff tone, his eyes stared straight at Yan Jun's face.