Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

The Demon Lord felt dissatisfied, wishing he could swallow Wa Huang whole.

In the Demon Lord’s view, Wa Huang was simply too greedy.

Although she already had the Peacock Great Ming King as a trump card in her hands, she still coveted the World Honored Dao fruit.

Without a doubt, these two Dao fruits of the World Honored were Buddha’s strategy to break the stalemate.

If Wa Huang obtained one of them, it would mean she not only had the trump card of the Peacock Great Ming King, but also another path.

However...

Wa Huang having another path meant the Demon Lord had none left.

Despite the Demon Lord’s fury, Wa Huang didn’t care.

In Wa Huang’s view, the Demon Lord’s anger was nothing but impotent rage.

Whether the matter would succeed or not still depended on Buddha’s decision.

If Buddha agreed, then no matter how much the Demon Lord opposed, it would be in vain.

After all, the Demon Lord was no match for Buddha and Wa Huang combining forces.

Wa Huang had always been at odds with the Demon Lord, evidently wanting to kick him out of the game.

Wa Huang looked toward Buddha, waiting for him to give an answer.

"Wa Huang, this woman, is immensely greedy!" Buddha thought to himself.

Buddha, skilled in calculation, could naturally guess Wa Huang’s intent.

On the surface, kicking the Demon Lord out seemed to equate to having one less opponent.

Three competitors turning into two.

Yet, kicking the Demon Lord out would not benefit Buddha at all.

Regarding the World Honored’s matter, Buddha and the Demon Lord had sided wrongly.

They were already at a disadvantage, and at this moment, kicking out the Demon Lord would surely render Buddha unable to compete with Wa Huang.

If the Demon Lord was kicked out today, the next one to go would undoubtedly be Buddha himself.

Buddha would never engage in something that benefited Wa Huang for no justifiable reason.

Conversely, keeping the Demon Lord, Buddha and the Demon Lord could join forces to first kick Wa Huang out.

Then, Buddha would have better control.

Between Wa Huang and the Demon Lord, Buddha felt that the brainless brute of a Demon Lord was easier to deal with.

In an instant, countless thoughts had filled Buddha’s mind.

Buddha looked at Wa Huang and said, "You already have the Peacock Great Ming King as a trump card, why bother with the World Honored Dao fruit?"

"The World Honored Dao fruit is just an experiment of mine; whether it succeeds or not is yet uncertain."

"The Daoist Ancestor has already been reincarnated, it is right for you, me, and the Demon Lord to unite our efforts; why make things difficult for the Demon Lord?"

Buddha made his words very clear.

He rejected Wa Huang’s overt and covert proposal to first kick the Demon Lord out, choosing instead to side with the Demon Lord.

Upon hearing Buddha’s words, Wa Huang’s countenance changed, her face cold as she said, "Since the World Honored Dao fruit isn’t meant for me, I won’t interfere."

"The two of you are certainly capable; I suppose obtaining those two Dao fruits won’t be a problem for you."

Buddha’s words were clear, Wa Huang’s words even more so.

Since the World Honored Dao fruit didn’t include Wa Huang, she wouldn’t get involved.

Wa Huang’s withdrawal naturally meant she wouldn’t lend the Peacock Great Ming King to them.

As for how Buddha and the Demon Lord might obtain those two World Honored Dao fruits, Wa Huang didn’t care.

Whether they stole, robbed, or did whatever, it had nothing to do with Wa Huang.

Upon Wa Huang’s words, Buddha’s face immediately darkened.

How to seize those two World Honored Dao fruits required the Peacock Great Ming King.

After all, Buddha, Demon Lord, and Wa Huang themselves couldn’t even project their thoughts into the universe.

They knew nothing of the situation within the universe.

As for sending someone to steal?

Neither the Demon Lord nor Buddha had anyone available!

Buddha’s four disciples and the Demon Lord’s Four Great Demon Kings were either dead or injured.

Few remained, only a couple of big cats and little cats.

No one could be dispatched; even if someone were, they couldn’t get close to Lin Yuan or earn his trust.

Only the Peacock Great Ming King was their sole hope.

Buddha thought to himself, I’ve spoken all the sweet words, if you remain immune, don’t blame me for being impolite.

At this, Buddha gave the Demon Lord a look.

Among the four primordial spirits, the Daoist Ancestor was extremely aloof, with an ordinary relationship with Wa Huang and practically no relations with the Demon Lord and Buddha.

Wa Huang, having Xi Huang as an assistant, was average in her relations with the Daoist Ancestor, Buddha, and the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord and Buddha, however, were long-term close collaborators.

After cooperating for so long, there was still implicit understanding between the Demon Lord and Buddha.

After Buddha gave the Demon Lord a look, the Demon Lord instantly understood his meaning.

"Alright!"

"Alright, Wa Huang, if you cut off our path, don’t expect to have it easy."

"You’d do well to watch your trump card carefully, lest it steps out of your Wa Huang’s Palace."

"From now on, I’ll be guarding outside Wa Huang’s Palace. Should it step out of Wa Huang’s Palace, you can rest assured you’ll have a fresh corpse!" The Demon Lord angrily said.

Don’t think the Demon Lord was joking.

The Demon Lord wasn’t very bright, he truly could do such things.

If Wa Huang enjoyed the meat and wouldn’t even let him drink the soup, the Demon Lord would indeed dare to flip the table.

Upon the Demon Lord’s words, Wa Huang glared fiercely at him, her eyes filled with rage: "Demon Lord, are you threatening me?"

"I am threatening you!"

"What, now I’m barefoot and afraid of treading shoes, do you think I’m scared of you?"

"In the worst case, none of us will make progress, we’ll all be stuck in this void."

"After all, we’ve been stuck here for countless years; continuing this way in the void isn’t so bad!" The Demon Lord acted with the attitude of a dead pig not fearing boiling water.

With the Demon Lord having smashed the pot, Wa Huang truly had no solution.

Wa Huang went to great lengths to obtain the trump card of the Peacock Great Ming King, someday she would have to play it.

Though the Demon Lord couldn’t take away her trump card, he had a way to prevent her from playing it.

If, as the Demon Lord threatened, he stood guard at the entrance to Wa Huang’s Palace and killed the Peacock Great Ming King if it took a step outside.

Then, the Peacock Great Ming King as a trump card would become a waste card.

"Demon Lord, you have gone too far!"

"It seems we’ll have to fight today!" Wa Huang gritted her teeth in rage.

The Demon Lord replied, not backing down, "Fight, I don’t fear you."

Seeing the Demon Lord and Wa Huang in direct confrontation, Buddha’s purpose was achieved.

This moment was the perfect time for Buddha to step in as the mediator.

"Is this necessary?"

"Is it necessary, fellow Daoists?" At this point, Buddha turned to Wa Huang and said, "Wa Huang, if you help us this once, we certainly won’t let your effort go unrewarded."

"You can state any condition, as long as it’s not too excessive, we can agree to it."

"Magical treasures, spiritual medicine... whatever you desire, we can provide."

Upon hearing Buddha’s words, Wa Huang’s expression constantly shifted, turning blue, purple, and white.