Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

A few days ago, after Elder Bai and the others sealed off the mana on the Chongming Bird, they imprisoned it in Lin Yuan’s small world.

To prevent the Chongming Bird from escaping, Lin Yuan pressed it down beneath the Yin Mountain of the small world.

However, a few days ago, the Chongming Bird mysteriously disappeared, leaving behind only a pile of feathers and skin.

Even the Yin Mountain Ghost King didn’t know how the Chongming Bird vanished.

After some thought, Lin Yuan felt that the Chongming Bird might have been eaten by the Yin Mountain?

Not knowing whether the Yin Mountain eating the Chongming Bird was good or bad, Lin Yuan felt uncertain, and for the past few days, he had the Yin Mountain Ghost King keep a close watch on Yin Mountain, ready to notify him at the first sign of trouble.

"You’re late!"

"The Chongming Bird is already dead, but don’t worry, you and Xiang Liu will die soon enough too."

"Before long, you three good friends will be reunited!" Lin Yuan said to Bai Ze.

Although it was long known, the possibility of the Chongming Bird’s death.

Still, upon hearing this news, Bai Ze felt somewhat heavy-hearted.

"Alas!" He sighed heavily, his voice somber, "Truly, a wrong step leads to more mistakes!"

"Never would I have thought, the Demon Race’s legacy of the Ten Thousand Mountains would fall at my hands."

The Ten Thousand Mountains is the largest gathering spot for the Demon Race, ever since the last great battle at Ten Thousand Mountains.

Bai Ze, Xiang Liu, and the Chongming Bird were the only ones left from Ten Thousand Mountains.

Now, even they are destined to die.

With their deaths, the lineage of the Demon Race’s Ten Thousand Mountains would truly be severed.

But, what does the end of the Ten Thousand Mountains legacy have to do with him.

Lin Yuan is human, unable to empathize with Bai Ze.

"Enough talk!"

"The sooner you die, the sooner you can reincarnate, after all, you’re destined to die sooner or later!" Having said so, Lin Yuan swung his sword towards Bai Ze.

"I won’t wait around to die!" Bai Ze shouted, transforming into his true form.

"Boom!"

The Bronze Sword clashed with Bai Ze’s beast claw, the resulting enormous energy wave swept Bai Ze away.

Though it blew Bai Ze away, his beast claw remained uncut.

This shows Bai Ze was much stronger than those Buddhas previously killed by Lin Yuan.

The earlier Buddhas were slain with a single sword, no second needed.

But Bai Ze forced Lin Yuan to use a second sword.

One sword wasn’t enough, so Lin Yuan’s second sword followed immediately.

He deflected one sword, but the second was not easily deflected.

Lin Yuan’s second sword struck Bai Ze at the waist, cutting him in half.

Bai Ze took the opportunity to abandon the hind half of his body, attempting to escape with the front half.

However, at that moment, the Black Bear Spirit, who had been beaten black and blue by Bai Ze, was not pleased.

The Black Bear Spirit thought, you beat me up like that before, Bai Ze!

Now you want to run, can I let you go?

The Black Bear Spirit revealed his true form, a massive bear as large as a three or four-story building.

Then the bear stomped hard, a strong force propelled him into the sky, chasing after the fleeing upper half of Bai Ze.

With only half his body left, Bai Ze couldn’t escape quickly.

Furthermore, he couldn’t escape Lin Yuan’s grasp; trying to escape now was just a futile struggle.

The Black Bear Spirit easily caught up with Bai Ze’s fleeing half-body, and shouted, "Crow Flies Plane."

The Black Bear Spirit descended from the sky, landing butt-first on Bai Ze’s fleeing half-body.

In an instant, Bai Ze was crushed into a puddle of meat paste by the Black Bear Spirit.

With his body destroyed, Bai Ze’s soul floated feebly out of the meat-paste body, attempting to escape once more.

However, Lin Yuan suddenly appeared, grabbing Bai Ze’s soul in his hand.

Originally, Lin Yuan intended to shatter Bai Ze’s soul.

Suddenly, a bold idea emerged in Lin Yuan’s mind.

Lin Yuan opened the entrance to the small world, throwing Bai Ze’s soul into it, instructing the Yin Mountain Ghost King, "Keep an eye on this soul, notify me immediately if anything happens!"

The Yin Mountain Ghost King took Bai Ze’s soul, chaining it to the Yin Mountain.

This time, the Yin Mountain Ghost King learned from the lesson with the Chongming Bird.

Not daring to be careless again, the Yin Mountain Ghost King sat there, watching Bai Ze’s soul without blinking.

The Yin Mountain Ghost King had decided that from today onwards, he would watch Bai Ze’s soul like this.

He wanted to see if Bai Ze’s soul could disappear.

Lin Yuan used Bai Ze’s soul to test, verifying his hypothesis.

"Lin Yuan, thank you!"

"If you hadn’t come to help, I would still be getting beaten up!" The Black Bear Spirit scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed.

The Black Bear Spirit was genuinely thankful to Lin Yuan.

There was no time for pleasantries, Lin Yuan could feel his own internal organs starting to rupture and bleed.

As for the wounds on his body, they were reopening, blood flowing freely.

Having only used two swords, his body was already strained.

He chose the softest target first, after dealing with Bai Ze, Lin Yuan now turned toward Xiang Liu.

Xiang Liu fared even worse compared to Bai Ze.

Bai Ze, knowing he would surely die, could still face death with composure.

Looking at Xiang Liu now, he was panicked, making a fool of himself.

The Golden-Winged Roc’s attacks were fierce, and upon seeing Xiang Liu’s fear, it seized the moment to launch a ferocious assault.

The Golden Feathers turned into a huge sword, striking Xiang Liu’s body, almost cutting him in half.

Lin Yuan, undeterred, made his move, heading straight for Xiang Liu.

Xiang Liu was gravely injured, his body failing; with just one sword, Lin Yuan killed him.

Now, the only Buddhas remaining on the battlefield were the strongest, the Infinite Buddha and the Dingguang Buddha.

Elder Bai and the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder fought the Infinite and Dingguang Buddhas.

The battlefield was in a stalemate.

But, with Lin Yuan, the Golden-Winged Roc, the Black Bear Spirit, and the Guanyin Bodhisattva joining the fight, the situation quickly reversed.

Six against two, the Infinite Buddha and the Dingguang Buddha needed to face three at a time; truly, it was hard to handle!

The fight lasted about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, and both the Infinite Buddha and the Dingguang Buddha fell dead on the spot.

The battle at the Silent Sea ended with a narrow victory for Lin Yuan’s side.

Of course, the World Honored One Sect suffered even more severe losses.

At this point, the Sect’s regular followers were reduced to just a few.

Almost all Buddhas loyal to the World Honored One were killed.

Although some Buddhas didn’t intervene, the fact they did nothing in such dire moments meant the World Honored One couldn’t rely on them in the future.

After the battle, Lin Yuan was covered in blood, even his soul was cracked all over.

He staggered a few steps and collapsed weakly onto the ground.