Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

At this moment, the Cyan Lion Spirit felt a burning sensation on his face.

Beyond the burning sensation on his face, a strong sense of shame welled up in his heart.

In his eyes, Lin Yuan was nothing more than a junior.

Moreover, he had never considered Lin Yuan worthy of notice.

Yet, this junior, someone he had never respected, had slapped him hard in front of everyone.

The Cyan Lion Spirit was filled with shame, wishing he could find a hole to hide in.

After the shame came extreme anger.

The Cyan Lion Spirit gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Yuan, you really bully me too much."

"I’ll wring your head off and use it as a ball."

At this moment, the Cyan Lion Spirit was truly furious, disregarding anyone else’s dignity.

His own pride was gone, so why consider anyone else’s?

Now, the Cyan Lion Spirit had decided to strike Lin Yuan, and no one could stop him.

In the next moment, in a fit of rage, the Cyan Lion Spirit attacked Lin Yuan aggressively.

Seeing the Cyan Lion Spirit make a move, the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder and Elder Bai immediately prepared to assist.

"I’ll handle it myself!" Lin Yuan stopped them, stepping forward to confront the challenge.

Seeing the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder and Elder Bai were a bit worried, Peacock Great Ming King approached them and said in a low voice, "Don’t worry, the Cyan Lion Spirit might not necessarily be Lin Yuan’s match."

Elder Bai: "????"

Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder: "????"

Elder Bai and the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder were utterly shocked. If anyone else had said the Cyan Lion Spirit might not be Lin Yuan’s match, they would have dismissed it as nonsense.

But the person speaking was Peacock Great Ming King.

It’s known that in the Mysterious World, in terms of combat prowess, Peacock Great Ming King is second only to the World Honored.

In terms of battle strength, Peacock Great Ming King is assuredly authoritative.

The authoritative evaluation left Elder Bai and Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder no choice but to believe!

"How did this kid suddenly become so powerful?" Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder asked puzzled.

You know, the last time Lin Yuan left the Mysterious World, he was seriously injured!

Now he’s returned, vibrant and full of life, not only recovered from his wounds but greatly enhanced in strength.

Since Lin Yuan left and returned, it has been hardly three months!

What kind of encounter did Lin Yuan experience in these three months?

After pondering for a moment, Peacock Great Ming King replied, "Probably an expert from their world lent a hand."

Lin Yuan had vaguely revealed some information about the dean to Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder and Peacock Great Ming King.

Hence, they were aware of the dean’s existence.

At this moment, Elder Bai chimed in, "Lin Yuan’s improvement in strength is a good thing for us!"

"The stronger he is, the more beneficial for us, isn’t it?"

At these words, everyone nodded repeatedly.

Time is pressing!

Now, the oppressive sky of the Mysterious World, and the looming Golden Buddha beneath it, brought immense pressure upon them.

With the World Honored about to attain enlightenment, Lin Yuan’s increased strength gives them greater hope in stopping the World Honored from achieving his goal.

While the three conversed, Lin Yuan and the Cyan Lion Spirit were already locked in combat.

With a thought, Lin Yuan conjured an endless sea of Netherworld Ghost Fire in the void.

The nearly limitless ghost fire surrounded the Cyan Lion Spirit.

"Roar!"

The Cyan Lion Spirit let out a Lion’s Roar, dispersing the surrounding Netherworld Ghost Fire.

The Cyan Lion Spirit’s strength, although average among Tier Two Peak Experts,

still made him formidable, being a Tier Two Peak Expert.

Lin Yuan and the Cyan Lion Spirit were evenly matched at first.

But as the battle progressed, Lin Yuan began gaining the upper hand, and the Cyan Lion Spirit started struggling to withstand his assaults.

Once he was on the defensive, the Cyan Lion Spirit’s expression turned gloomier.

He had fought a junior at length, only to now find himself losing.

If this got out, he’d truly be unable to show his face.

Today, his dignity had already been thoroughly tarnished; he couldn’t afford to lose.

With this thought, the Cyan Lion Spirit flipped over to reveal his true form.

A massive, nine-headed cyan lion appeared.

As a creature who attained enlightenment, his most powerful state was naturally his true form.

Under normal circumstances, he would only enter his true form in life-and-death crises or against overwhelmingly strong opponents.

Now that the Cyan Lion Spirit was using his true form, it meant he was truly desperate.

What use is desperation?

If desperation was useful, then what would be the point of strength?

The Cyan Lion Spirit revealed his true form, and Lin Yuan, quick on his feet, leapt onto the Cyan Lion Spirit’s back with lightning speed.

The Cyan Lion Spirit felt Lin Yuan mount him and immediately tried to bite him.

Lin Yuan conjured dozens of energy arms, all punching towards the Cyan Lion Spirit’s heads.

The Cyan Lion Spirit was dazed from the blows, struggling to shake Lin Yuan off.

Lin Yuan firmly rode the Cyan Lion Spirit’s back, activating his Tattoo Power. At this moment, a silhouette of the Underworld manifested faintly behind Lin Yuan.

With the appearance of the Underworld silhouette, a crackling sound was heard, and all four of the Cyan Lion Spirit’s leg bones shattered, forcing him to collapse weakly.

The Cyan Lion Spirit wasn’t just carrying Lin Yuan but the weight of the entire Underworld.

Though a Tier Two Peak Expert, he couldn’t bear the weight of the entire Underworld.

The Cyan Lion Spirit was beaten black and blue, his head bloodied, all four of his legs broken.

Seeing this, Lin Yuan withdrew his tattoo powers.

After all, the Cyan Lion Spirit was here to form an alliance, a lesson was enough.

If Lin Yuan killed him in front of everyone, it would leave a chilling effect on others.

"Do you submit?" Lin Yuan patted the largest of the Cyan Lion Spirit’s heads and asked.

While speaking, Lin Yuan also waved his fist.

The Cyan Lion Spirit initially wanted to refuse but seeing Lin Yuan’s huge fist, quickly relented.

"I submit!" the Cyan Lion Spirit replied, biting the bullet.

He had no choice but to submit!

If he did not, Lin Yuan might take his head and make a cooked lion’s head.

"Do you now think I’m fit to be your leader?" Lin Yuan continued to ask.

Once you submit once, further submission becomes a matter of course.

"Fit!"

"Of course you are. I, the Cyan Lion Spirit, am willing to face any peril for our leader!" The Cyan Lion Spirit quickly pledged allegiance.

The Cyan Lion Spirit acquiesced, and Lin Yuan ceased to make things difficult for him, letting him go.

At this moment, Peacock Great Ming King stepped in, casting a green light on the Cyan Lion Spirit, an essence of wood energy.

The wood energy spread through the Cyan Lion Spirit’s body, healing his injuries visibly.

Lin Yuan’s strikes were measured. Though the wounds looked serious, they were superficial.