Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

"I’m listening, I’m listening!" Lin Yuan replied.

The reason Lin Yuan was staring blankly at the old locust tree in the image was that he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with it.

It seemed like he’d seen it somewhere before.

"Friend, could you take me to see this old locust tree?" Lin Yuan asked the Yin Celestial Son.

The Yin Celestial Son nodded and responded, "Of course!"

"You and I are one; this is my Underworld, and naturally, it’s also your Underworld."

"This Underworld, wherever you wish to go, you can go; whatever you want to see, you can see."

The Yin Celestial Son agreed readily, and Lin Yuan didn’t hold back, immediately saying, "Please take me to see that old locust tree first."

The Yin Celestial Son didn’t reject Lin Yuan’s request and directly led him to where the old locust tree was.

The location of the old locust tree was hidden, situated in the deepest part of the Eighteen Layers of Hell.

As the Lord of the Underworld, the Yin Celestial Son could appear anywhere in the Underworld at will.

With a thought, he took Lin Yuan and the Peacock Great Ming King under the old locust tree.

"Weren’t we here for matters of the Void? What are you researching about a tree?" the Peacock Great Ming King asked, confused.

The Peacock Great Ming King thought, why care whether the Yin Spirit grew out of the ground or was fished out of the water?

Not attending to proper business, researching this for what?

"Don’t rush, important matters aren’t urgent right now. I need to understand this tree; it seems I’ve seen it before," Lin Yuan said to the Peacock Great Ming King.

The Peacock Great Ming King thought Lin Yuan was talking nonsense, as the Underworld had just emerged, and this old locust tree was nurtured afterward.

This was Lin Yuan’s first time in the Underworld; how could he have seen this old locust tree?

Beneath the old locust tree, the Yin Celestial Son looked up at the trunk and said, "This old locust tree grows quickly, it rises from the depths of the Eighteen Layers of Hell, maybe one day it could grow all through the Underworld."

"It might even grow outside the Underworld, who knows."

After saying this for a while and seeing no response, he looked around, didn’t see anyone.

He looked down again and found Lin Yuan squatting seriously, digging around the roots of the old locust tree.

Peacock Great Ming King squatted beside Lin Yuan, with a puzzled expression watching him.

"Friend, what is he doing?" the Yin Celestial Son asked the Peacock Great Ming King.

Peacock Great Ming King: "?????"

"No idea!" Peacock Great Ming King reluctantly replied.

The Peacock Great Ming King thought, you two are one; you don’t know what he’s doing, how should I know?

Yin Celestial Son: "????"

Although the Yin Celestial Son didn’t understand what Lin Yuan was doing, he knew to just follow suit with whatever the main body was doing.

Therefore, the Yin Celestial Son also squatted down, helping Lin Yuan dig around the roots of the old locust tree.

With the help of the Yin Celestial Son, the roots of the old locust tree were quickly uncovered.

"It’s him!"

"It’s him, that’s him!" Upon seeing the roots, Lin Yuan suddenly understood.

Lin Yuan could now confirm that he indeed had seen this old locust tree before.

Or rather, Lin Yuan had seen the dried-up old locust tree.

Iron Back Mountain.

Once, Lin Yuan had forced the Iron-Back Daoist to self-destruct at Iron Back Mountain, causing half of Iron Back Mountain to explode and disappear.

However, two old locust trees at the center of the explosion remained undamaged.

Back then, one of these old locust trees thought Lin Yuan looked decent and even gifted him a piece of its root.

Lin Yuan handed the root to the dean for research, which played a significant role.

The reason Lin Yuan had dug around this locust tree’s roots was to see if this tree’s roots matched the ones he had received before.

Upon seeing the roots of this old locust tree, Lin Yuan could determine that the two types of old locust trees were indeed of the same species.

"What did you discover?" Yin Celestial Son and Peacock Great Ming King asked simultaneously.

Next, Lin Yuan recounted his experiences with the old locust tree to the Yin Celestial Son and Peacock Great Ming King.

Yin Celestial Son and Peacock Great Ming King listened attentively, but the old locust tree wasn’t happy about it.

A branch of the locust tree reached behind Lin Yuan and jabbed him sharply, as if kicking him.

"Whoa!" Lin Yuan shivered.

At this moment, a wrinkled old face appeared on the bark of the old locust tree and said irritably, "You shameless fellow, don’t you know if the branch I gave you was actually from me?"

"Tree brother, I happen upon an old tree, you happen upon an old friend, and this is how you treat me?" Lin Yuan patted the old locust tree and spoke earnestly.

"Humph!" the old locust tree snorted coldly and replied, "Seeing you annoys me!"

"Annoyed by seeing me?"

"Tree brother, you’re mixing up Xiaowang and me here; this is my Underworld."

"Do you believe I’ll kick you out?" Lin Yuan responded unreservedly.

"You..." The old locust tree was indignant, arguing, "I grew in the Underworld back when your grandfather was still a tadpole!"

"Don’t bring that up; you were in the old Underworld."

"The current Underworld is mine, and I call the shots!"

"I’ll make you move, you have to move!" Lin Yuan threatened.

Now the old locust tree was indeed caught under the eaves, having no choice but to bow!

It was a tree of the Underworld, only in the Underworld could it survive.

If it leaves the Underworld, it can only wilt slowly, just like what Lin Yuan saw.

Originally, when the Underworld disappeared, it had nowhere to go but Iron Back Mountain.

On Iron Back Mountain, its vitality was rapidly declining.

"Great Lord, please spare me!"

"I only seek a place to stay, and I’ve contributed to the Underworld!"

"Look, the Yin Spirit I’ve borne on this tree can help the Underworld with tasks," the old locust tree highlighted its contribution.

Lin Yuan again patted the old locust tree and earnestly advised, "Tree brother, times have changed."

"Nowadays, those who can work may not be valued; only those who flatter will be favored!"

"In the future, you need to treat me better if you wish to remain in the Underworld, understood?"

The old locust tree gritted its teeth and uttered in great frustration, "Understood."

"Tree brother?"

"After parting at Iron Back Mountain last time, when I went to find you, I couldn’t find you anymore!"

"Where did you go then, you left me searching endlessly," Lin Yuan asked the old locust tree.

The old locust tree thought, you guessed I wasn’t at Iron Back Mountain to avoid whom?

"Traveling, just traveling!" the old locust tree rambled.

Lin Yuan naturally knew the old locust tree was bluffing.

This old guy, neck-deep in dirt, traveling where exactly?

The old fool was clearly avoiding him.

Lin Yuan didn’t mind, continuing directly to the next question: "I remember there were two old locust trees at Iron Back Mountain."

"Where’s your mate?"