Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

The culprit behind the destruction of Sakura Country and Korea—the Gourmand—was as fragile as a plaything in Lin Yuan’s hands.

Lin Yuan stepped forward, swinging his fist onto the Gourmand’s joints, making him lose the ability to move.

The Gourmand writhed on the ground like a stink bug, and even in such a state, he couldn’t suppress his inner craving for food.

He crawled toward Lin Yuan, inch by inch, still trying to devour and tear him apart.

Unless his soul is utterly annihilated, the Gourmand will consume anything material he can see.

For the Gourmand who’d lost the ability to move and resembled nothing more than a worm, Lin Yuan couldn’t be bothered to strike again.

Smacking this thing was no different from punching a sandbag; it brought no pleasure at all.

Ignoring the Gourmand’s futile struggle, Lin Yuan grabbed him by the neck, then opened a gate to the Eighteen Layers of Hell and tossed him inside.

”What evil spirit dares trespass!” The mighty voice of the Yin Mountain Ghost King rang out.

The sound resounded like thunder, and the Gourmand trembled from head to toe as if struck by lightning.

The Yin Mountain Ghost King was a Tier Two Powerhouse, although he could only live within the Eighteen Layers of Hell.

Yet, to have him keep an eye on the Gourmand—that was mere child’s play.

”Yin Mountain Ghost King, keep him under control!”

”Don’t let him eat, but don’t let him die either!” Lin Yuan ordered.

Upon hearing Lin Yuan’s order, the Yin Mountain Ghost King hastily replied, ”I obey, my lord!”

The method the Yin Mountain Ghost King used to restrain the Gourmand was simple: he sat right down on him, pinning him so he couldn’t move.

The Gourmand, trapped by the Yin Mountain Ghost King’s weight, was immobilized, but his mouth could still move.

The Gourmand had the urge to swallow anything—it didn’t matter whether someone was a Tier Two Powerhouse or not. As long as he saw them, he wanted to eat them.

Like when the third brother’s desire is high and even a lizard looks like the third sister-in-law.

This craving was absolutely uncontrollable.

The Gourmand lunged, trying to bite the Yin Mountain Ghost King’s ass, but his usually unstoppable jaws finally failed.

The Yin Mountain Ghost King’s Tier Two Powerhouse physique was simply impervious to his bite.

The Yin Mountain Ghost King showed no anger—almost as if he felt nothing at all. He dutifully followed Lin Yuan’s orders, keeping the Gourmand suppressed.

At this moment, Lin Yuan took Jian Bing and headed back to Emperor Dragon City.

On the way, they took the opportunity to observe the situation in Sakura Country and Korea.

The survivors of Sakura Country and Korea were almost all dead or wounded.

Now, probably only tens of thousands of people remained alive in Sakura Country, and Korea was even worse off; there might not even be ten thousand survivors left.

Even the buildings in Sakura Country and Korea had been devoured clean, and even Sakura Country’s famed Divine Mountain—the snow-capped peak—had been eaten by the Gourmand.

Not only Sakura Country and Korea were wrecked; conditions in the sea were no better.

Many sea creatures and evil spirits had also been infected by the plague, turning into Gourmands.

But, since food was more abundant in the ocean, for now they had no reason to venture ashore.

When Lin Yuan and Jian Bing returned, they saw the towering Qingqiu Mountain, now an island in the East Sea.

The Grand Elder’s barrier over Qingqiu Mountain was still intact.

Perhaps, at present, Qingqiu Mountain was the safest place in the entire Real World.

Far safer than the nine Giant Cities of the Dragon Country.

The only good news was that the black clouds shrouding Qingqiu Mountain—that is, the plague created by Mudra Bodhisattva—had already dissipated more than half.

For now, only Gourmands and Hedonists appeared; the other plagues hadn’t made their move yet.

Lin Yuan remembered perfectly well: back then, Mudra Bodhisattva had transformed himself into seven kinds of plagues.

So, at least five types of plague were still dormant.

For now, Lin Yuan didn’t bother with them—he returned to Emperor Dragon City to report to the Director.

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Emperor Dragon City.

The Research Institute.

Inside the Director’s office.

It was here that the Director had engraved the Ten Yama Kings’ tattoos on Lin Yuan’s soul.

At present, only the King Pingdeng and King Zhuanlun tattoos were done—eight more Yama Kings remained unmarked.

Even though Lin Yuan, having borrowed power from the Little World, had achieved Tier Three strength and seemingly made the Yama King tattoos irrelevant—

It was unclear whether the remaining eight Yama King tattoos needed to be finished.

Lin Yuan asked the Director about this, and the Director gave him a definite answer.

Although Lin Yuan had already reached Tier Three, having the Ten Yama King tattoos on his soul wouldn’t give him a direct boost anymore,

But his Eighteen Layers of Hell were empty.

After having the Ten Yama King tattoos engraved on his soul, he could manifest them within the Eighteen Layers of Hell.

As the divine offices in the Eighteen Layers of Hell are replenished, Lin Yuan would gain even more support from Hell itself.

”Director, I picked up some Tier Four Power of Rules on this trip to the Mysterious World—when can you help me engrave the remaining eight Yama King tattoos?” Lin Yuan said, producing some Tier Four Power of Rules he’d obtained in the Life and Death Trial Arena.

The Director replied, ”No rush. The urgent matter now is to resolve the plague—give me the Gourmand first.”

Lin Yuan remembered the important matter and quickly handed over the Gourmand.

With Lin Yuan’s help, the Director fixed the Gourmand to the lab table—plainly preparing some sort of experiment.

”Director, what are you trying to do?” Lin Yuan asked.

The Director didn’t hide it, answering, ”Naturally—we’ll be returning this ’gift.’ The World Honored sent us a present, so naturally we have to send one back.”

Sure enough, the Director and Lin Yuan were kindred spirits.

After Lin Yuan discovered that Gourmands could rapidly grow stronger through devouring, he’d also thought about sending them back to the Mysterious World.

However, Lin Yuan’s idea was simply to send them back directly, while the Director obviously wanted to tinker with them a bit before sending them back.

”Director, these Gourmands have a fatal flaw.”

”They can’t control their desire and will consume anything they see.”

”If discovered by the World Honored’s experts, they’ll likely be wiped out instantly.”

”Tier Three and above can easily handle them; two or more Tier Four could also deal with them!” Lin Yuan warned.

If he could deal with the Gourmand so easily, then the likes of Peacock Great Ming King or Medicine King Buddha—Tier Two Experts—could probably eliminate them with a mere snap of their fingers.

Lin Yuan felt that sending Gourmands back to the Mysterious World might cause the World Honored One Sect some headaches, but it would hardly cripple them.

”So what do you think I’m planning to experiment on with the Gourmand?” The Director asked, smiling slyly.

Lin Yuan was taken aback, then suddenly understood.

The Director was brimming with confidence!

Once this experiment succeeds, the Gourmand will become a major thorn in the side of the World Honored One Sect.

It might even bring about the destruction of the entire World Honored One Sect.