Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

The four Primordial Spirits, while united against outsiders,

harbor their own internal strife and rivalry.

Particularly, the Demon Lord and the Buddha, whose cultivation techniques are inherently opposed.

Such opposition naturally breeds a desire to determine superiority.

Being such prominent figures, the Demon Lord and the Buddha wouldn’t stoop to a direct confrontation.

However, their subordinates show no such restraint.

The Four Great Demon Kings under the Demon Lord and the Buddha’s four disciples often clashed when outside the heavens.

Now, having come together for cooperation, they refrain from taking physical action against each other.

But if they can’t fight, they can at least resort to verbal jibes!

Especially after Kshatriya made a mistake, Demon King Bosun naturally seized the chance to mock him.

Being publicly mocked by Demon King Bosun, Kshatriya flushed with embarrassment.

Not only did Kshatriya turn red, but even the Buddha’s other three disciples felt disgraced.

"Bosun, don’t push us too far!"

"It was just a momentary lapse on my part. If you keep creating trouble, watch out; I’ll turn against you!" Kshatriya, face flushed with anger, rebuked Bosun.

Practicing Buddhist Dharma strictly warns against anger. Seeing Kshatriya consumed by rage from Bosun’s taunts showed his incomplete mastery of the path.

Kshatriya’s anger played right into Demon King Bosun’s hands.

Why was Demon King Bosun taunting so provocatively?

His purpose was precisely to provoke Kshatriya’s anger.

"Tsk, tsk!" Demon King Bosun looked Kshatriya up and down, sarcastically commenting, "Impressive, truly impressive!"

"But you’re only impressive in your own den!"

"Even a little Golden-Winged Roc could escape you, yet now you dare challenge us?"

"What? Are you going to kill us all? Would the Golden-Winged Roc then die with us too?"

Demon King Bosun’s words were indeed sharp.

This kind of sarcasm left Kshatriya speechless.

Among the Buddha’s four disciples, Kshatriya was known for his swift, aggressive nature.

After Demon King Bosun’s mockery, he could no longer endure.

"Ah!"

"Infuriating! How infuriating!"

"Bosun, I will kill you!" Kshatriya readied to fight.

Seeing Kshatriya about to strike, a monk beside him quickly stopped him, whispering, "Junior brother, don’t be reckless!"

The monk who restrained Kshatriya was Brahma, the Buddha’s chief disciple.

As the top disciple, Brahma still held a broader perspective.

Their mission remained incomplete, and internal conflict would only bring shame.

Moreover, any failure due to their infighting would leave them unable to account to their master, the Buddha.

"Bosun!"

"It’s my junior brother who made a blunder, and we’ll make amends."

"It’s merely a Golden-Winged Roc; I have my means to take its life."

"Rather than entangle with us here, think of how we will hunt those Tier Two strongholds later." Brahma’s tone was also displeased.

Over a minor slip, Bosun’s domineering stance angered Brahma as well.

In all matters, there’s a point where it is best to stop.

Foul-ups would leave the four disciples unable to face the Buddha.

Similarly, the Four Great Demon Kings couldn’t report to the Demon Lord.

Thus, Demon King Bosun couldn’t relentlessly ensnare them in this matter.

"Enough!"

"Let this issue rest as it is; let’s focus on our own tasks. Just make sure you don’t mess up again!" Demon King Bosun finished, then departed with the other three Demon Kings.

The eight of them certainly couldn’t see eye to eye, and it was only out of respect for the Demon Lord and the Buddha that they didn’t end up fighting.

Once Demon King Bosun and the others had left, Kshatriya indignantly said, "I say we should take them out first and handle this ourselves!"

No sooner had Kshatriya spoken, Brahma curtly responded, "If you thought things through before acting, the mere Golden-Winged Roc certainly wouldn’t have escaped!"

"Take them out? Do you even have the ability to defeat them?"

After Brahma’s scolding, Kshatriya indeed had no retort.

They had fought with Bosun and the Four Great Demon Kings countless times.

Each battle ended in a stalemate.

Either side achieving victory was impossible.

Take them out?

If they had truly possessed the strength to eliminate the Four Great Demon Kings, they would have done so by now.

Dismayed by Demon King Bosun’s taunts, Kshatriya felt defiant.

But against the reprimand from his senior brother, Kshatriya dared not say more.

In a short while, Kshatriya had no choice but to yield, bowing to his senior brother, expressing, "Today, I must thank you, senior brother, for resolving the situation for me."

"Otherwise, I would have lost all face today."

Having expressed gratitude to Brahma, Kshatriya immediately inquired, "So, senior brother, you mentioned a method to eliminate that Golden-Winged Roc. What is it?"

As soon as Kshatriya’s words ended, Brahma stretched out his hand, revealing seven pitch-black embroidered needles.

"This item is a treasure I fortuitously obtained."

"This artifact has been kept unused for many years, but today it might finally serve its purpose."

Upon Brahma’s words, his three junior brothers exchanged puzzled looks.

Their family’s treasures, regardless of the effects, invariably had a sense of righteousness.

The artifact Brahma produced gave off an eerie aura, not seeming like something from their heritage.

"Senior brother, what is this thing?" Kshatriya asked, puzzled.

Brahma calmly explained, "This is the Life-Stealing Soul-Chasing Needle, capable of retrieving an enemy’s head across endless space."

"It might even transcend time to take lives."

Hearing Brahma’s explanation, the artifact indeed seemed formidable.

Time holds supremacy among all attributes, while space is sovereign.

If this artifact can transcend time and space to claim lives, undoubtedly, it’s a causality-based treasure.

Realizing this, Kshatriya eagerly asked, "Senior brother, how does one use this?"

Brahma glanced at the inquisitive Kshatriya and replied, "No time for explanations now; let’s first use this to claim the Golden-Winged Roc’s life."

"You protect me while I employ it, doing what I tell you to do."

"Understood!"

"Understood!"

"Understood!" Brahma’s three junior brothers instantly agreed.

Just after they had spoken, Brahma addressed Kshatriya again, "Hand me the Golden Feathers you brought."

The Golden Feathers Kshatriya had were ones shed by the Golden-Winged Roc during his ambush attempt.

Others would return with the souls of their targets as proof, but he had returned with a bunch of feathers instead.