Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

"Creak."

"Creak, creak."

The emissary of the Void Race ground his teeth with a creaking sound, his expression gradually contorting.

Hate!

He hated it!

The ascetic monk before him was simply too arrogant.

He was just the lowest-ranking disciple in the Great Burial Heaven Temple, yet he could humiliate their Void Race like this.

For countless years, this was the fate of their Void Race.

Not only were they subjected to bullying, but for the continuation of their species, they skittered around like rats in the gutter.

Seeing the silence of the Void Race emissary, the ascetic monk grew even more arrogant.

He slapped the Void Race emissary’s face with the ring knife in his hand, arrogantly saying, "Think it through, withdraw your troops quickly."

"Relying on sheer numbers to surround our Great Burial Heaven Temple, once my master returns, you’ll all be done for."

"A bunch of cattle and sheep, mere numbers are useless, daring to rebel against the Heavenly Gang..."

Before he could finish speaking, the ascetic monk felt a sharp pain in his chest and looked down.

He saw the arm of the Void Race emissary piercing through his chest.

In the emissary’s hand was a fresh, "thumping" heart.

A cornered rabbit bites back.

And what’s more, this was the Void Race.

"You... how dare..." The ascetic monk’s face was full of disbelief.

He never imagined the Void Race, not only dared to surround the Great Burial Heaven Temple, but also dared to kill him.

They should know this is outright provocation against the Great Burial Heaven Temple, against the Buddha.

To provoke one of the Four Great Primordial Spirits, the Buddha, was the Void Race truly prepared to face this immense wrath?

"Bang!"

Before the ascetic monk could finish speaking, with a light sound, the fresh blood mist exploded as his heart was crushed to ashes by the Void Race emissary.

The next moment, powerful energy burst from the Void Race emissary’s arm, and under this power, the ascetic monk also turned into a blood mist.

The entire ascetic monk vanished, leaving only a ring knife and a golden hoop on the spot.

"Destroy the temple!"

"Kill the monks!"

"Today, leave no one alive in the Great Burial Heaven Temple!" The Void Race emissary, holding a long spear, charged towards the Great Burial Heaven Temple.

Behind him, the newly born members of the Void Race followed with bloodshot eyes, charging with him.

These newly born Void Race members may not have experienced the countless years of being hunted.

However, as fellow members of the Void Race, they could empathize with their kin’s experiences.

Today’s battle at the Great Burial Heaven Temple was destined to be a massacre.

Except that the roles of massacrer and victim had been swapped.

In terms of numbers, the Void Race outnumbered the remaining guards of the Burial Heaven Temple by at least a hundredfold.

In terms of quality, the newly born Void Race members were all immensely powerful, with the weakest being ordinary Tier Two powerhouses.

While the monks left to guard the Burial Heaven Temple were nothing more than riffraff.

With these newly born Void Race members, it wasn’t just about besieging a defenseless Great Burial Heaven Temple.

Now, with Wa Huang, the Demon Lord, and the Buddha, the three great Primordial Spirits not intervening,

even if Wa Huang’s Palace, the Great Burial Heaven Temple, and the Great Demon God Palace joined forces, they would still be no match for the Void Race.

The Void Race surged towards the Great Burial Heaven Temple, terrifying the monks left behind to guard it.

The recent events had already proven one thing: the Void Race people truly dared to kill them!

"Close the temple gates!"

"Quick, close the temple gates!" Some monks forced themselves to remain calm, commanding their brethren to try and shut the gates of the Great Burial Heaven Temple.

If they had realized the Void Race were attacking and shut the gates immediately, it might have been possible.

However, attempting to close the gates now was too late.

In a blink, the Void Race emissary had already charged into the Great Burial Heaven Temple.

"Clang!"

A flash of cold light arrived first, the spear followed swiftly like a dragon.

The Void Race emissary thrust out his long spear, stabbing into the dense crowd of monks.

The spear pierced the air, stabbed a monk’s chest, and instantly blood spurted forth.

The Void Race emissary gave a powerful shake, causing the monk to explode into a blood mist.

At the same time, a Void Race member bearing a strong resemblance to Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared.

He formed a Treasure Bottle Seal Decision with his hand, unleashing it upon the crowd of monks.

In vast swathes, the monks turned into blood mists and their souls dissipated under the Treasure Bottle Seal Decision.

In that moment, the wailing cries of monks echoed throughout the Great Burial Heaven Temple.

Seeing this scene, the Void Race emissary felt vindicated in his heart.

The scene before him was a re-enactment of the Void Race’s long-standing plight.

For countless years, the Void Race has endured countless such tragedies.

The Great Burial Heaven Temple going through this once is nothing.

Faced with an enemy a hundred times more numerous and equally powerful, the monks of the Burial Heaven Temple stood no chance.

Even if they could use some arrays in the Burial Heaven Temple to mount a meager defense,

they were still like mantises trying to stop a chariot when faced with the all-fatal Void Race.

Shouts of killing.

Cries of despair.

Wails of anguish.

These chaotic sounds gradually came to a halt because the disciples of the Burial Heaven Temple had been completely slaughtered.

The entire Burial Heaven Temple was devoid of life, save for the people of the Void Race.

"Comforting!"

"So comforting!" The Void Race emissary shouted to the heavens.

After countless years, he finally returned to the Four Great Primordial Spirits the suffering they had imposed upon them.

From today on, the Void Race would no longer be weak, they would retaliate in kind.

Merely killing these remaining monks was far from causing any real harm to the Buddha.

He still wanted to destroy this Great Burial Heaven Temple.

With that thought, the Void Race emissary mustered all his strength and unleashed his full power upon the adjacent temple buildings.

"Boom."

A thunderous explosion erupted, unleashing energy as violent as a volcanic eruption.

Yet the surrounding structures remained unscathed.

The Great Burial Heaven Temple, like Wa Huang’s Palace, was a blessed land crafted from a Magical Treasure.

The Buddha’s treasure couldn’t be easily damaged.

"This is bad!"

"It’s a Magical Treasure! If the Buddha senses it, we might be trapped here."

"Retreat, retreat now!" The Void Race emissary immediately ordered.

Though he realized it belatedly, he made the correct decision.

At that moment, the Buddha was overseeing another operation against the Void Race elsewhere.

He wasn’t paying attention to his own base, thus unaware of the massacre occurring back home.

Naturally, the Buddha would never have imagined the Void Race daring to attack his Great Burial Heaven Temple.

As he led his people away from the Great Burial Heaven Temple, the Void Race emissary couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.