Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

At this moment, the Buddha Realm of the World Honored One is the place where all eyes are focused.

The gaze of Wa Huang, the Demon Lord, and the Buddha, the three Primordial Spirits, are all gathered here.

"Demon Lord, Buddha, it seems like your allies are falling behind!"

"Why, aren’t you going to help?" Wa Huang asked the Demon Lord and Buddha, though with a somewhat sarcastic tone.

The battle with the Human King back then caused severe losses to the Four Great Primordial Spirits.

They were forced to swear an oath not to personally descend for ten thousand years, not to mention their disciples and followers were completely annihilated in that battle.

After the Human King died, Buddha and the Demon Lord had painstakingly cultivated the Four Disciples under Buddha and the Four Great Demon Kings under the Demon Lord.

Originally, they had hoped these capable subordinates would help them preach, but unexpectedly, not long ago, they suffered heavy losses again,

All four disciples under Buddha’s seat were wiped out, none remained.

Of the Four Great Demon Kings under the Demon Lord, three died, leaving only Indra.

Instead, Wa Huang, who hadn’t sent anyone to intervene, suffered no losses and even accepted the promising Peacock Great Ming King.

Precisely because of this, Wa Huang was quite proud.

Intervene to help?

Wasn’t it that the Demon Lord and the Buddha were unwilling to help?

They were certainly willing to let the World Honored One owe them a favor again.

Unfortunately, they are willing but powerless!

The four disciples under Buddha’s seat and the four Great Demon Kings under the World Honored One were almost completely wiped out.

Besides, the people under the Demon Lord and Buddha are just small fries, not qualified to participate in such battles.

Forcing their way in would only make them cannon fodder.

Seemingly sensing the sarcasm in Wa Huang’s tone, the Demon Lord coldly said, "A momentary disadvantage isn’t a lifetime disadvantage."

"A temporary change in situation means nothing; whoever laughs last is what truly matters."

Upon saying this, the Demon Lord looked toward Wa Huang and asked, "Does Wa Huang have a unique insight, believing these individuals can defeat the World Honored One?"

When the Demon Lord spoke, Wa Huang was left speechless.

She certainly didn’t believe Lin Yuan and the others could defeat the World Honored One.

Although they came to watch the battle, they had actually anticipated the outcome.

In the eyes of the Demon Lord, Buddha, and Wa Huang, the World Honored One successfully proving the Way was already a foregone conclusion.

The reason Wa Huang said this just now was merely to use the opportunity to mock the Demon Lord and Buddha.

Unfortunately!

The Demon Lord’s eloquence was quite good; with a single counter-question, she was rendered speechless.

Seeing Wa Huang and the Demon Lord confront each other, Buddha quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Why must you two do this?"

"The position is certain; these individuals won’t stir any waves."

"As for the World Honored One, fear not, he’s likely to become our fellow Daoist!" Buddha said with emotion.

Few are honored with the title of fellow Daoist by the Four Great Primordial Spirits; the Human Emperor back then was one.

The future World Honored One counts as one too.

Of course, for the World Honored One to truly become a fellow Daoist of the Four Great Primordial Spirits, proving the Way is essential.

With Buddha acting as mediator, the atmosphere between Wa Huang and the Demon Lord eased considerably.

They no longer confronted each other or exchanged barbed words, but quietly looked toward the battlefield of the World Honored One’s Buddha Realm.

At this moment, Lin Yuan had already led all members of the Anti-Buddha Alliance into the Buddha Realm.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

At the edge of the Buddha Realm, the World Honored One was wielding an axe, chopping the Bodhi Tree with one swing after another.

Though wood chips flew, the actual damage to the Bodhi Tree was minimal.

The World Honored One would need a long time to truly fell this Bodhi Tree.

Clearly, Lin Yuan did not intend to give him this time, as Lin Yuan had already led his people to attack.

The distance to the World Honored One was growing closer and closer.

The World Honored One had turned his back to Lin Yuan, continuously swinging his axe, chopping at the Bodhi Tree.

It seemed, in the eyes of the World Honored One, only the Bodhi Tree mattered, and he paid no heed to Lin Yuan.

He faced away from Lin Yuan, without fear and without panic.

"Not defending?"

"Allowing us to attack, the World Honored One is rather reckless, isn’t he?" Peacock Great Ming King said unkindly.

Peacock Great Ming King had once fought the World Honored One.

In that encounter, he was defeated by the World Honored One.

With this experience, Peacock Great Ming King admitted that the World Honored One was strong.

But not so strong as to leave his defenses wide open, allowing them to attack, right?

Remember, those participating in the final battle against the World Honored One today are all experts — surely none lack strength?

"Since he lets us attack, we have no reason not to."

"Everyone, strike with all your might, straight at his back!" Elder Bai proposed.

Elder Bai’s proposal was indeed quite good.

After all, in terms of mere strength, the World Honored One was still stronger than them; if they didn’t take advantage, they would be fools.

The World Honored One exposed a defensive gap for them to attack; if they didn’t, wouldn’t they be idiots?

As everyone prepared to strike together, suddenly, a change arose behind the World Honored One.

Behind him, the gold light unique to the Buddha Realm began to gather and solidify.

These gold lights converged into a nine-layered exquisite treasure pagoda.

The Golden Pagoda shimmered with Buddha’s Radiance, providing an incomparably sacred feeling.

However, upon closer inspection, one would notice a faint black mist moving within the Golden Pagoda.

Examining carefully, this sacredness was mixed with considerable eeriness.

"Is he going to defend?" Elder Bai reminded.

Lin Yuan, eyes sharp, fixed his gaze on the gold nine-layer Buddha Tower, saying in a deep voice, "It’s not defense!"

"That tower, there’s something strange about it."

With Lin Yuan’s words, numerous demon soldiers, covered in demonic flames, emerged from that golden nine-layer Buddha Tower.

These demon soldiers, Lin Yuan seemed to recognize.

City of Sin?

Back then, didn’t the yakshas and asuras in the City of Sin look exactly like this?

However, the aura around these demon soldiers was far more intense than those yakshas and asuras in the City of Sin.

Earlier, when they observed black mist moving within the Golden Pagoda, it was because these demon soldiers were moving inside it.

What the Buddha Tower nurtured was demon soldiers one by one, indeed appearing quite mystical.

There’s no denying the World Honored One’s methods were indeed numerous.

Every move left people with a sense of unfathomable depth.

"Great Ming King, don’t those demon generals ahead look somewhat familiar?" Guanyin Bodhisattva reminded nearby.

Guanyin Bodhisattva, with a keen mind, had already discerned the situation.

The demon soldiers and demon generals nurtured within the Buddha Tower are not weak.

Especially the demon generals leading the demon soldiers, each with Tier Two strength, not much inferior to the companions led by Lin Yuan.