Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

The Demon Lord charged towards Wa Huang with a jet-black spear piercing through the void, sweeping energy in its wake.

The Buddha’s expression changed, his eyebrows knitted tightly.

The Demon Lord’s attitude at this moment clearly showed no intention to talk.

As the Demon Lord attacked Wa Huang again, it effectively put the Buddha in a difficult position as well.

Even if the Buddha wanted to negotiate now, it was impossible.

There was nothing left to say; if negotiation was impossible, then they could only fight.

The Buddha was swept along by the Demon Lord, launching a fierce attack on Wa Huang.

At this moment, they could only hope that the disciples of the Great Burial Heaven Temple and the Great Demon God Palace could hold out longer against the attack from Wa Huang’s Palace’s disciples.

Once the Buddha and the Demon Lord successfully dealt with Wa Huang, they could then return to aid the Great Burial Heaven Temple and the Great Demon God Palace.

Since all three had unleashed their true fire, the battle grew even more intense, with three surging energies erupting in the void.

As the battle continued, Wa Huang realized her situation was becoming dire.

"Bang!"

The Demon Lord’s spear struck Wa Huang, sending her flying, and she finally began to show signs of injury.

Facing the fierce attacks from both, Wa Huang knew she had to find a way out quickly, otherwise, she would certainly face death and the end of her dao.

Wa Huang’s eyes narrowed slightly, knowing she had to use her killing move; without it, escape was impossible.

Without any hesitation, Wa Huang took out a lump of clay.

This clay was recognized by both the Demon Lord and the Buddha.

It was called Earth, a treasure Wa Huang had obtained from the Returning Ruins.

Earth was no ordinary thing; a single grain was as heavy as a mountain, possessing mysterious abilities once mana was infused.

Wa Huang treasured this Earth greatly, usually using it grain by grain.

But now, in this life and death crisis, all treasures must be used.

If you are reluctant to use them, after your death, these treasures would merely become spoils of war for others.

Evidently understanding this, Wa Huang spared no hesitation, using all of the Earth.

The Earth gathered in the air, forming a huge figure resembling a demon god.

The Three Thousand Demon Gods were beings born in the Returning Ruins before the Void.

However, after the fall of the Returning Ruins, the Three Thousand Demon Gods perished entirely.

Now, Wa Huang truly used Earth to conjure up a demon god.

This was a strange demon god with a tiger beast’s body and a phoenix’s figure.

This demon god, during the era of the Returning Ruins, was known as the Wind-Fire Demon God, inherently capable of controlling wind and fire.

"Demon God!"

"It’s one of the Three Thousand Demon Gods from the old Returning Ruins," the Buddha reminded.

At this moment, the Buddha could clearly sense that the demon god Wa Huang conjured with Earth had a Tier One power level.

Such strength warranted their caution.

"Wa Huang, that bitch, has quite a few trump cards up her sleeve."

"I would like to see just how many trump cards she can play!" The Demon Lord said coldly and angrily.

With the appearance of the Wind-Fire Demon God, Wa Huang stood on its back, watching the Buddha and the Demon Lord warily.

"You wouldn’t have guessed there was still a drop of residual blood of the Wind-Fire Demon God hidden within this Earth."

"Now, I have the Wind-Fire Demon God to aid me."

𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Buddha, if you truly wish for a life and death struggle, I am not afraid of you!" Wa Huang shouted towards the Buddha and the Demon Lord, her hands trembling slightly.

Her hands trembled, as Wa Huang expended energy excessively, showing signs of exhaustion.

Understanding the keen perception of the Buddha, he noticed this immediately.

Although the Wind-Fire Demon God formed from Earth had a Tier One strength,

it undoubtedly came at great cost for Wa Huang to form the Wind-Fire Demon God using Earth.

At this moment, Wa Huang was likely outwardly strong but inwardly weak.

"She’s putting on an act!"

"This should be her last trump card. Once the Wind-Fire Demon God formed from Earth is broken, she should be out of options!" The Buddha secretly transmitted to the Demon Lord.

This old man Buddha is cunning indeed!

Although the Buddha saw through Wa Huang’s feigned strength, he wasn’t entirely sure of his own judgment.

Uncertain, the Buddha wanted the Demon Lord to test it.

Accurate as ever about the Demon Lord’s character,

He knew the Demon Lord was impetuous; by sharing this news, he was sure the Demon Lord would act.

And so it went.

Just as the Buddha finished speaking, the Demon Lord charged at Wa Huang, holding his jet-black spear.

The Demon Lord was clad in black, enveloped in demonic flames, the sharp spear aimed at Wa Huang’s forehead.

"Zing!"

The blade of the pitch-black spear pierced the void, producing a whistling sound as it cut through the air.

Seeing the Demon Lord approaching, Wa Huang immediately responded.

She quickly formed a magic formula with her hands, while the Wind-Fire Demon God’s tiger head lunged forward, letting out a roar that shook the void.

"Roar!"

The roar of the Wind-Fire Demon God shattered the surrounding void.

As the void split, seemingly endless astral winds blew forth from the fractures, causing the Demon Lord to stagger.

Faced with such ferocious astral winds, even the Demon Lord dared not resist outright, opting to temporarily avoid its sharp edge.

Seeing the Demon Lord held back, the Buddha did not hesitate to strike.

The Buddha formed a magic formula, conjuring a massive, golden Demon-Subduing Pestle in the void, aiming it at Wa Huang on the Wind-Fire Demon God’s back.

Wa Huang quickly formed another formula, commanding the Wind-Fire Demon God to flap its phoenix wings, as countless void flames appeared, enveloping the Demon-Subduing Pestle, intending to refine it.

This Wind-Fire Demon God summoned from Earth was indeed formidable, with Wa Huang controlling it to fend off both the Demon Lord and the Buddha simultaneously for a moment.

"Buddha, can we talk now?" Wa Huang said proactively after resisting their attacks.

"No discussions!"

"Today, it’s either your death or ours!" Before the Buddha could speak, the Demon Lord, still swirling in the astral winds, retorted first.

"I wasn’t asking you, fool!" Wa Huang couldn’t help but curse at the Demon Lord.

Then the Buddha behind her spoke, "I already said, hand over the remaining World Honored Dao Fruit, and we can talk!"

"I don’t have it!"

"I’ve told you, I don’t have it, how can I hand over what I don’t have!" Wa Huang shouted hysterically.

"Xi Huang has already used a World Honored Dao Fruit for rebirth through Soldier Resolution, the fact is before your eyes."

"Now you claim the other World Honored Dao Fruit isn’t with you, how can we believe you?"

"Surely you can’t just spout empty words?"

"Tell us how you can prove your innocence?" The Buddha questioned.

The famous philosopher Hua Qiang once said, when you doubt if a melon is unripe, the melon is already generally deemed sour.

When the Buddha asks Wa Huang to prove her innocence, no matter how she does, the Buddha will remain skeptical.