East Sea, a merchant ship slowly sailed toward Huaguo Mountain.
The sailors looked up at the sky, seeing no sunlight.
The slowly rising Yunxiao City had blocked the morning sun, casting a tremendous oppressive feel; many human sailors felt their legs go weak and sat down on the ground.
"Loop one to seven operating normally!"
"The spiritual energy corridor on the west side is blocked, go check it quickly!"
In Yunxiao City, demons bustled about, adjusting the floating rune system, ensuring Yunxiao City rose balanced.
Immortal Zhenyuan watched the busy demons: "Seems like there are no major issues."
"Yes."
Sun Wukong nodded.
He and Immortal Zhenyuan walked toward the Monkey King Palace in Yunxiao City.
Monkey King Palace was not the palace where he resided, but one that housed various halls, used for meetings and discussions.
Ao Luan originally planned to design a royal palace for Sun Wukong, but Sun Wukong declined—he preferred living in Shuilian Cave.
