After the Ghost King Resurrected the Monkey, Heaven Could No Longer Sit Still

I accidentally inherited the mantle of the Ghost King! Before leaving for the ghost world, Master said that there was only one person she could not care about in her life. He is a bit naughty by nature, but Heaven has never been kind to him. If there is a chance, I will make this regret come true. At this point, the master's spirit and soul were destroyed. On the first day I became the Ghost King, I led a group of gods and demons to search for the whereabouts of the monkey. In a crevice of a rock, a trace of his soul was finally found. He seemed to be pressed under a heavy stone tens of thousands of years ago, lingering and gasping for breath. I know he is unwilling to give up. "Brother, I'm late." I condensed its remaining soul. The remnant soul screamed and roared, telling his unwillingness. ···· Next, it was time for revenge. With a smile on my lips, I led my senior brother to the temple. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.