Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

Lin Yuan’s energy recovery was nearly complete within him, so he had no desire to waste any more words with Brahma.

Lin Yuan raised the sword in his hand, a simple and unadorned strike.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz! Buzz!"

This strike resonated with heaven and earth.

It seemed this was the true power of the Human King Sword.

The trinity of heaven, earth, and man.

The Human King was indeed this man.

Heaven above, earth below, man in between.

One sword lifted, light descended.

This strike, simple and unadorned, contained the Power of Heaven and Earth.

Brahma frowned, his heart pounding, feeling a foreboding.

He knew this strike meant his death.

Run?

There’s no escape.

Unless Brahma could vanish from heaven and earth in an instant, this strike would surely sever his head.

Running was undoubtedly futile, but Brahma still had one last trick up his sleeve.

This move was...

"Master, save me!" Brahma cried to the sky.

Brahma, as the senior disciple among Buddha’s Four Great Disciples, was the most valued by Buddha, seen as the heir.

Seeing his heir about to be slain, Buddha couldn’t turn a blind eye!

However, when Buddha was defeated by the Human King, he made a promise that he wouldn’t personally descend to earth for ten thousand years.

He couldn’t come.

Unable to come himself, he could only use his prized treasures.

A seven-grade golden lotus tore through the void, attempting to summon Brahma away.

Seeing this seven-grade golden lotus, the Bronze Sword seemed to meet an "old friend."

Back when the Human King fought Buddha, the Bronze Sword had clashed with the golden lotus.

Buddha claimed his golden lotus was the strongest defense, while the Bronze Sword was unstoppable.

In that battle, the Human King won, and naturally, so did the Bronze Sword.

At that time, the golden lotus wasn’t seven-grade but twelve-grade.

It’s now five grades less, being sliced to dust by the Bronze Sword.

After years apart, they met again.

This is called enemies meeting, eyes flaming with fury.

The seven-grade golden lotus reached Brahma, who sat cross-legged in it, protected and ready to leave through the void.

Yet, having come this far, how could they just walk away?

"Boom!"

Endless sword energy erupted, carrying the Power of Heaven and Earth, slashing towards the golden lotus.

Under this strike, the original seven-grade lotus lost two petals from the Bronze Sword’s slash.

Brahma was shaken out, and the seven-grade lotus wanted to retrieve Brahma again.

At this moment, Lin Yuan’s Bronze Sword flew towards the void, confronting the seven-grade golden lotus.

Though Brahma hadn’t been directly struck by the Bronze Sword, the strongest sword strike carrying heaven’s might, slashing the golden lotus, left him reeling.

Strike while he is weak, take his life.

Lin Yuan seized the moment of Brahma’s serious injuries, swiftly advancing with a relentless assault.

There’s a saying that goes.

Return to simplicity when strength reaches a certain level.

No need for flashy combat techniques when immensely powerful.

The simplest combat method is the most potent and direct.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

Lin Yuan moved like a swallow, weaving around Brahma, pounding him with punch after punch.

Due to Brahma’s severe injuries, he was suppressed by the Power of the World from Lin Yuan’s small world, utterly powerless to resist.

Brahma was like a ragdoll, pummeled and sent flying by Lin Yuan.

Return to simplicity, back to basics.

At this moment, Lin Yuan’s fists contained the Power of the World, wielding the might of heaven and earth.

This punch didn’t only injure Brahma’s body but also shattered his soul.

"Gurgle."

"Gurgle, gurgle."

Brahma lay helplessly on the ground, blood gushing from his mouth, feeling as if his soul had been scattered by Lin Yuan’s blows.

Above the sky, an immense one-hundred-foot-tall Golden Buddha phantom appeared.

Without a doubt, this was one of the Four Great Primordial Spirits, Buddha.

Bound by the vow, Buddha couldn’t personally enter the world.

Thus, what appeared in the sky was just a projection, without any energy fluctuations.

Basically, a speaking, moving portrait.

"Show me some respect, let him go." The Buddha phantom slowly spoke from the sky.

Lin Yuan glanced at the Buddha phantom, his fist poised to strike Brahma stopping mid-air.

Could it be Lin Yuan feared Buddha and intended to spare Brahma?

No, of course not.

He felt punching wasn’t ruthless enough.

With the Bronze Sword engaged with the seven-grade golden lotus, it was temporarily unusable.

Lin Yuan thought for a moment, took off his helmet, and "bang," smashed it against Brahma’s head.

"You have no dignity!" Lin Yuan said disdainfully.

Buddha: "????"

In the void, Buddha was on the verge of exploding.

Even the Human King back then never treated him so disrespectfully.

In the void, Buddha calmed himself, controlling the projection and said, "What do you want?"

"I can exchange treasures for his life, treasures unavailable on earth."

Such treasures, undeniably, are precious.

It was clear that Buddha valued Brahma greatly, and Lin Yuan could use this leverage to extort Buddha.

However, Lin Yuan didn’t wish to do so.

Though Lin Yuan loved wealth, sometimes certain things couldn’t be settled with treasures.

"Bang!" Lin Yuan smashed the helmet against Brahma’s head again: "I want nothing, just your disciple’s life."

With that, Lin Yuan ignored Buddha.

Instead, right before Buddha’s projection, he directly terminated Brahma.

"Bang!"

The helmet crashed into Brahma’s skull, Lin Yuan murmuring: "Come to our world."

"Bang!"

Another strike, Lin Yuan continued, "Kill my people!"

"Bang!"

...

...

After several hits, Brahma’s head was a smashed watermelon, his soul scattered.

"Good!"

"Very good!"

"Boy, hope you never leave this world. If you fall into my hands, the suffering and punishment my disciple endured, I’ll return tenfold, a hundredfold." Buddha gritted his teeth.

Even a clay Buddha has its temper, let alone the exalted Buddha.

Facing Buddha’s threat, Lin Yuan didn’t flinch, replying, "You best pray I don’t leave the world."

"If I leave, it’s to kill your kind."

"The Human King could kill you then, and I will now."

Buddha’s projection sneered, "Ignorant youngster, such arrogance."

"If not for the sacred vow of ancient times, I could crush you like an ant."

Lin Yuan retorted defiantly, "Whether you crush me like an ant or not, I don’t know."

"But crushing your disciple was indeed like crushing an ant."

"Don’t leave yet, watch how I crush your other two disciples."