Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

The Yellow Springs Road Tattoo connects the Eighteen Layers of Hell within Lin Yuan’s body to the real world. Those bewildered lingering spirits are drawn in, slowly stepping into the Eighteen Layers of Hell.

On the Yellow Springs Road, Black and White Impermanence patrol, maintaining order among the lingering spirits.

One can vaguely see, in front of the Ghost Gate, Ox Head and Horse Face guarding the two sides.

Lin Yuan is guiding the lingering spirits, while the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng is devouring other spirits.

However, judging by this speed, Lin Yuan’s pace of guiding the spirits is ten times, a hundred times, faster than his spirit devouring.

In no time, all the surrounding spirits gathered towards Lin Yuan.

The spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng extended many arms from his body, yet this time he came up empty-handed.

With all the spirits gathering towards Lin Yuan, naturally, he couldn’t catch any souls.

The cracks resembling mouths on his body at this moment were also in desperate hunger.

The spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng was slightly stunned, and then, seemingly driven by some instinct, he slowly stood up.

Then, step by step, he walked in Lin Yuan’s direction.

”Boom.”

”Rumble.”

”Rumble-rumble.”

Each step the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng took made a thunderous noise, causing the ground beneath to tremble violently.

”Lin... Lin Yuan, he’s coming, he’s coming!” Kong Aotian shouted nervously behind Lin Yuan.

In contrast to Kong Aotian’s panic, Lin Yuan remained exceedingly calm.

Watching the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng approach step by step, Lin Yuan was unmoved.

Lin Yuan had already realized that the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng possessed only the consciousness of devouring other spirits.

He came this way simply because all the other spirits had gathered here.

”Don’t panic!”

”He’s not coming for us!” Lin Yuan told Kong Aotian.

Sure enough, everything unfolded just as Lin Yuan expected.

Once the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng caught up with the other spirits, he immediately began feasting again.

He was only interested in devouring spirits now, completely ignoring Lin Yuan and Kong Aotian.

Regarding the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng in front of him, Lin Yuan couldn’t quite gauge his depth.

So, Lin Yuan had no intention of provoking him.

Next, it was still a contest between the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng and Lin Yuan over the lingering spirits.

Black and White Impermanence continued to wander the Yellow Springs Road, seemingly urging these lingering souls.

For a moment, the lingering spirits on Yellow Springs Road sped up significantly.

About half an hour later, this contest for spirits drew to a close with Lin Yuan’s overwhelming victory.

At least eighty percent of the spirits were received into the Eighteen Layers of Hell by Lin Yuan, while the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng devoured at most twenty percent.

The originally deserted Eighteen Layers of Hell now finally had some vitality.

No, it should be said Ghost Qi.

Lin Yuan’s goal had been achieved; he was ready to retract the Yellow Springs Road and close the Eighteen Layers of Hell.

At this point, in the Life and Death Trial Arena, only the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng remained.

For this spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng, Lin Yuan had no intention of taking him into the Eighteen Layers of Hell.

This thing’s origin was unknown and seemed hard to deal with. Hastily accepting him into the Eighteen Layers of Hell, should anything unexpected occur, Lin Yuan couldn’t afford that.

After all, the Eighteen Layers of Hell is engraved on the soul and relies on the soul to exist.

Should any mistake happen, it could be deadly.

With this in mind, Lin Yuan intended to retract the Yellow Springs Road and quickly leave, maintaining a state of mutual non-interference with the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng.

However, while Lin Yuan thought so, the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng clearly had different plans.

Just as Lin Yuan retracted the Yellow Springs Road Tattoo, preparing to close the entrance to the Eighteen Layers of Hell,

the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng, swaying his bloated, fat body, charged towards Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan was startled, looking puzzled.

The next moment, Lin Yuan realized the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng wanted to enter his Eighteen Layers of Hell.

Fortunately, Lin Yuan reacted quickly, closing the entrance to the Eighteen Layers of Hell in time.

However, the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng had already vanished right before Lin Yuan, with no trace left.

Not only was Lin Yuan baffled, but Kong Aotian, beside him, was also bewildered.

”He?”

”Where did he go?” Kong Aotian asked in confusion.

Because in the eyes of both, it was as if Wu Nengsheng had disappeared into thin air.

Lin Yuan nonchalantly said, ”Doesn’t matter where he went as long as he didn’t enter my Eighteen Layers of Hell...”

However, before he finished speaking, Lin Yuan felt a massive tremor inside his Eighteen Layers of Hell, as if Sun Wukong were wreaking havoc in the Celestial Palace.

Feeling the overwhelming tremor within, Lin Yuan’s face turned dark, saying, ”Damn, he really entered into my body.”

Lin Yuan felt deep disbelief because, logically, within the Eighteen Layers of Hell, Lin Yuan was the sovereign.

Yet, the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng had entered without Lin Yuan’s consent.

Moreover, now the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng had stirred up chaos within the Eighteen Layers of Hell.

The Eighteen Layers of Hell concern Lin Yuan’s life and allow for no negligence.

”Brother Aotian, I need you to protect me!”

”I need to find a way to suppress the spirit of Wu Nengsheng!” Lin Yuan said to Kong Aotian.

Learning that the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng had entered Lin Yuan’s body, Kong Aotian was very anxious, ”Can you do it?”

”If you can’t, we can ask my father for help; my father can surely save you.”

In Kong Aotian’s view, even the living Wu Nengsheng wasn’t a match for his father.

So, his father suppressing this deceased Wu Nengsheng should undoubtedly be no problem.

”No worries!”

”Just a mere spirit shouldn’t be too much trouble!” Lin Yuan reassured.

After finishing speaking, Lin Yuan sat cross-legged and began attempting to suppress Wu Nengsheng.

Inside the Eighteen Layers of Hell, the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng was wantonly devouring those lingering souls.

The spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng had a deep obsession with devouring these spirits; he entered Lin Yuan’s Eighteen Layers of Hell with the sole purpose of devouring them.

Ox Head and Horse Face, along with Black and White Impermanence, under the blessing of the Eighteen Layers of Hell, tried to prevent the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng.

Unfortunately, their strength was insufficient to stop him.

”How daring!”

”I don’t care whether you’re the real Wu Nengsheng or a fake one. You are not allowed to run wild in my world!” Lin Yuan cursed, and then began to use the power of the Eighteen Layers of Hell to deal with the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng.

”Wail.”

”Wail-wail.”

A series of eerie winds howled, and from the wind, countless black chains emerged.

These chains, like monstrous pythons or dragons, wrapped around the spirit resembling Wu Nengsheng, limiting his movements.