Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

Chapter 252: Chapter 246: Surrounded by Enemies, I Go Forth Nonetheless

Can a sword cleave through lightning?

The answer is, of course, it can.

If it can’t.

Then, your sword isn’t fast enough.

If still it can’t.

Then, your sword isn’t sharp enough.

If still it can’t.

Then, your heart is not fearless enough.

When your sword is fast enough, sharp enough, and your heart knows no fear.

Then, it’s not just mere lightning, even the heavens can be cleaved apart.

Your sword should be unstoppable!

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Yang Jing’s right leg fiercely stomped as he leaped into the air like a cannonball.

”Zing zing” the sound of the sword echoed, Yang Jing’s sword pierced through the lightning, slicing it in two with an incredibly neat cut.

The lightning, sliced through, seemed to lose its energy and fell from the sky.

”Boom!”

”Boom! Boom!”

After Yang Jing single-handedly sliced the lightning, about two to three seconds later, the falling lightning burst into pieces, as brilliant as fireworks.

Lightning bloomed like fireworks, as Yang Jing landed with his back to the dazzling, firework-like lightning.

In short, this slash.

It was...

It was very cool!

Feng Wuji’s face turned a bit grim, realizing that the unknown is always the most terrifying.

Yang Jing was using physical means to counter magical means, something Feng Wuji couldn’t comprehend.

In terms of strength, Feng Wuji was indeed stronger than Wei Tian.

But still only by a narrow margin.

When Yang Jing appeared in front of Feng Wuji, holding Wei Tian’s head, Feng Wuji admitted he was a bit panicked.

Just now, after showing off his skill to slash lightning, Feng Wuji had already realized one thing.

That is, he was not a match for Yang Jing.

Today, prospects were grim!

Feng Wuji was very keen in sensing danger, and at this moment, he had a foreboding.

With the pride of a strong one, Feng Wuji didn’t flee.

Or rather, he had nowhere to run.

This was the headquarters of the Deceitful King Faction, and Yang Jing clearly intended to cause a commotion like Sun Wukong wreaking havoc in the Celestial Palace.

No matter what, Feng Wuji had to block him.

With this thought, as Feng Wuji triggered the lightning again.

The dark clouds above trembled violently, nurturing even more intense flashes of lightning within them.

At this moment, the energy fluctuations from Feng Wuji’s body were almost terrifying.

”Going to unleash a big move?” Yang Jing muttered as he stared at Feng Wuji.

Besides the probing in the secret chamber last time, Yang Jing had never seen Feng Wuji truly make a move.

But, even if one hasn’t eaten pork, surely they’ve seen pigs run!

Yang Jing could see that Feng Wuji was about to unleash a big move.

Since it’s a big move, it needs time to brew.

In gaming terms, this is called pre-skill delay.

While you’re ill, take your life!

Things could change over time, so Yang Jing wouldn’t give Feng Wuji time to prepare.

The next moment, Yang Jing vanished from where he stood.

The sword in his hand radiated a blinding glare.

While Feng Wuji’s lightning was still brewing, unfortunately, Yang Jing had already closed in.

Helplessly, Feng Wuji could only release prematurely.

With a wave of his hand, a Thunder Giant stepped out from the dark clouds, taking a huge stride to stand in front of Feng Wuji.

Yang Jing’s Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife plunged about half a meter into the Thunder Giant’s body, but it couldn’t penetrate any further.

This Thunder Giant seemed almost corporeal, reaching to grab Yang Jing, clenching him in its hand.

The Thunder Giant was so vast that with Yang Jing in its grip, only his head was visible.

”Crackle crackle!”

”Crackle crackle!”

Countless electrical snakes surged in the Thunder Giant’s hand, as if giving Yang Jing an electric shock treatment.

Yang Jing was a tough guy, having endured skin and bone without a sound, not to mention this trivial electric shock.

Covered in lightning, Yang Jing initially made no move, then suddenly, his Heavenly Eye opened on his forehead.

The single vertical eye emitted a blinding white light.

The white light seemed to possess the power to destroy everything, shooting onto the Thunder Giant’s head.

The head of the Thunder Giant, as huge as a house, was instantly shot through with a massive hole.

Subsequently, the lightning surrounding the hole began to vanish, disappearing into thin air, until finally, the Thunder Giant’s entire head, along with its entire body, evaporated into nothingness.

Eradication!

Yang Jing used the power of the Heavenly Eye to obliterate the Thunder Giant.

At this moment, Feng Wuji was somewhat flustered.

The Thunder Giant just now was nearly his strongest technique.

It’s not that he didn’t have other means, but since the Thunder Giant was so easily dispatched, other tactics wouldn’t likely faze Yang Jing either.

As a Life Pattern Master of the same tier, Yang Jing was now unexpectedly strong.

The energy waves emanating from them were clearly similar.

Yet, the power Yang Jing exerted was vastly superior.

This strength was inexplicable.

”It shouldn’t be!”

”It shouldn’t be!”

”You are clearly still Tier Five, how can you be so strong!”

”No, why are you much stronger than me?” Feng Wuji looked incredulous.

However, Yang Jing looked at him with disdain and said, ”How can sparrows compare with swans?”

”You, a mere dog? Are even worthy of comparing with me?”

”The strongest power comes from the heart. I, Yang Jing, have an invincible heart!”

Yang Jing stood there alone, above him the sky was shrouded in dark clouds, flickering with thunder.

Around him were many Life Pattern Masters!

But all of them were his enemies, not a single one was his ally.

At this moment, Yang Jing stood towering in this city full of opponents.

There was a kind of tragic determination to proceed despite knowing the odds.

”Rumble.”

”Rumble, rumble.”

The thunder around kept roaring, and from the dark clouds in the sky, thousands of lightning bolts fell, seemingly intending to form a thunder prison, trapping Yang Jing within.

Feng Wuji already knew he was not Yang Jing’s match.

Thus, he no longer wanted to confront Yang Jing head-on but wished to delay for reinforcements.

What Feng Wuji could think of, Yang Jing naturally could think of as well.

If Feng Wuji wanted to delay, Yang Jing certainly did not.

This battle was the one where he burnt his heart and blood.

Carve flesh and strip bones, divide the soul.

Although Yang Jing now appeared formidable, in truth, from body to soul, he was riddled with wounds.

Such a level of battle, he couldn’t last long.

Time was running out for him!

After killing Feng Wuji, he still had to settle accounts with the Ghost Leader.

Yang Jing wielded the Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife and struck out, those thunderbolts as thick as arms in front of him were obliterated under his blade aura.

In the thunder prison Feng Wuji created, Yang Jing came and went freely.

All the way, he slashed towards Feng Wuji.

”Any last words?” Unconsciously, Yang Jing’s Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife was already at Feng Wuji’s neck.

At this moment, just a slight flick would send Feng Wuji’s head rolling.

”Yang Jing, the Ghost Leader will not...!” Feng Wuji began to threaten.

”Clang” Yang Jing’s Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife carved heavily, immediately, blood spurted out, Feng Wuji’s head fell.

At that moment, Feng Wuji’s corpse began to melt visibly, gradually dissolving into thunder.

This thunder slowly rose into the sky, as if it were a catalyst, beginning to stir the dense thunderclouds.

Then, all the thunder in the clouds began to converge.

The next moment, a beast made of lightning, flickering with electric light, appeared.

It was a bull with a single leg.

With an entirely blue-black body, every move seemed accompanied by thunder.

It seemed to be the Kui Niu once recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

But the Kui Niu’s face was Feng Wuji’s face.

”Moo!”

”Moo! Moo!”

The beast with a human face and beast body opened its mouth, uttering not human speech, but beastly roars.

With the sound of its roars, thunderstorms appeared around Yang Jing, enveloping him within.

The sudden thunderstorms left Yang Jing defenseless.

Moreover, these thunderstorms were much stronger than before.

”He’s not Feng Wuji anymore?”

”His soul and flesh were sacrificed to some unknown entity, and then this Kui Niu was summoned?” Yang Jing thought to himself.

Clearly, the Ghost Leader had left a backup plan on Feng Wuji.

When Feng Wuji died, it would bring forth this beast that originally only existed in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

This beast showed no distinction between friend and foe, the thunder it summoned only slowed Yang Jing down a bit, but many Life Pattern Masters from the Deceitful King Faction were killed by the thunder due to being too close.

The Kui Niu, seeing that the thunder hadn’t killed Yang Jing, raised its single foot to stomp down on Yang Jing again.

This foot did not land on Yang Jing, but instead crushed a large area of buildings, raising clouds of dust.

Many of the Deceitful King Faction’s Life Pattern Masters were crushed into a bloody mist by the Kui Niu’s foot.

Clearly, the Kui Niu had locked onto Yang Jing, wherever he went, it would attack.

Yang Jing’s time was running out, and he still had to deal with the Ghost Leader.

He knew he couldn’t just keep avoiding.

He must quickly deal with the Kui Niu.

The Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife hovered in front of Yang Jing, and he frantically infused it with energy.

In a moment, Yang Jing entered into a profound state.

Man and Sword as One.

The Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife was forged from a Demon Flood Dragon.

Having once merged with the Demon Flood Dragon, they were quite in sync.

Yang Jing easily entered the state of Man and Sword as One.

The next moment, thousands of sharp blade lights tore through the thunder.

The Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife and Yang Jing seemed to fuse into one, shooting towards the Kui Niu.

”Pfft!”

The Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife, along with Yang Jing, pierced through the Kui Niu’s body, racing through.

The Kui Niu’s massive body was completely pierced, leaving a large human-shaped hole.

The next instant, with a ”boom,” the Kui Niu’s entire body exploded.

Yang Jing landed, separating from the state of Man and Sword as One.

At this moment, Yang Jing’s face was pale, and his body trembled slightly.

Clearly, he couldn’t hold on for much longer.

Yang Jing looked towards the direction of the Deceitful King Faction’s headquarters, whispering to himself, ”Ghost Leader, it’s time to meet!”

”This time, I, Yang Jing, am finally no longer under your control.”

”The misery you inflicted on me, it’s time to settle the score!”