Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

”Master Qi, you’re a living person, and you can’t move fast in this Underworld. This place is so vast, by the time you reach the Six Paths of Reincarnation, who knows how many years it’ll take!” said White Impermanence, shaking his big tongue.

Lin Yuan: ”????”

Lin Yuan had a confused look, thinking, if I don’t walk by myself, then what do I do?

”I can’t very well ride you two!”

”Isn’t it a bit weird if I ride you two?” Lin Yuan asked, puzzled.

As soon as Lin Yuan said this, Black and White Impermanence smiled knowingly.

Soon after, White Impermanence’s Mourning Stick split into two, becoming two bamboo poles.

Then Black Impermanence draped his chains over the bamboo poles, weaving them into a chair.

Two bamboo poles plus a chair became a unique mountain-style sedan chair.

This thing is called a sliding pole.

Before the Mysterious World arrived, in certain scenic areas, there were often tourists who wanted to climb mountains but lacked the stamina, so they paid to ride sliding poles up.

”Master Qi, please get on!” called White Impermanence.

Lin Yuan got on the sliding pole, and Black and White Impermanence, one in front and one in back, carried Lin Yuan as they sprinted towards the deepest part of the Underworld, where the Six Paths of Reincarnation were located.

Sitting on the sliding pole, Lin Yuan felt the wind whooshing past his ears, the surrounding scenery constantly changing.

The speed of Black and White Impermanence was extremely fast, even faster than Ox Head and Horse Face.

Lin Yuan thought about it and found it reasonable.

A living person in the Underworld is heavier than a small mountain.

Previously, Ox Head and Horse Face were dragging him separately, preventing them from reaching their top speed.

Now, with Black and White Impermanence carrying him on the sliding pole, they shared his weight, so their speed naturally increased.

Soon, Lin Yuan was carried by Black and White Impermanence to the Underworld to meet the Yin Celestial Son.

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Just like last time, the Yin Celestial Son was still at the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

It seemed that since the Underworld was first built, the Six Paths of Reincarnation were unstable, so the Yin Celestial Son had to personally oversee things to prevent any slip-ups.

”Fellow Daoist, please sit?” The Yin Celestial Son gestured for Lin Yuan to sit down.

Lin Yuan was not polite and sat down on the mat beside him, then got straight to the point and asked, ”Fellow Daoist, have you ever heard of the Void Race?”

The Yin Celestial Son shook his head and said, ”I’ve never heard of them.”

Having only just achieved his Dao, the Yin Celestial Son indeed knew little about the Void Race.

Since the Yin Celestial Son hadn’t heard of the Void Race, Lin Yuan explained the situation in detail, mentioning that the Void Race had sent an envoy to seek an alliance with him.

After hearing the account, the Yin Celestial Son remained unfazed and said, ”Whether it’s true or false, it will be clear at a glance.

With that, the Yin Celestial Son waved his hand, and a large stone appeared in front of Lin Yuan.

On the surface of the stone were three large characters: Stone of Three Lives.

”Fellow Daoist means to use this Stone of Three Lives to observe his past, present, and future?” Lin Yuan inquired.

Lin Yuan had some understanding of these Underworld objects.

The Stone of Three Lives can reveal a target’s past, present, and future.

Previously, he only knew that the stone could show a person’s past and present.

Unexpectedly, it could even show the Void Race’s future and present.

But since the Yin Celestial Son is the Lord of the Underworld, if he says it can reveal them, then it surely can.

”Exactly!”

”Let me bring him here to check it out!” the Yin Celestial Son said.

Then, the Yin Celestial Son commanded Black and White Impermanence: ”Black and White Impermanence, go and fetch the soul of that Void Race envoy.”

Upon hearing the Yin Celestial Son’s order, White Impermanence was stunned, then bit his tongue and asked, ”Yin Celestial Son, the things in the Void aren’t like the myriad races of our heaven and earth. What if they don’t have a soul?”

The Yin Celestial Son instructed, ”If there’s no soul, then fetch the True Spirit, the effect will be the same.”

If there’s no soul, there should still be a True Spirit.

After all, the Daoist Ancestor, one of the Four Great Primordial Spirits, reincarnated as Yang Jing after resolving his army.

”Got it!” Black and White Impermanence responded immediately, then vanished on the spot, off to fetch the soul.

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Mysterious World.

East Sea.

The Void Race envoy was arranged by Elder Bai to rest in a separate room, but how could he rest peacefully now!

Alone in the room, he paced back and forth like an ant on a hot pan.

At that moment, he suddenly felt a dizziness.

Then, he completely lost consciousness.

After the Void Race envoy fainted, Black and White Impermanence appeared beside him.

White Impermanence’s Mourning Stick struck the back of the Void Race envoy’s head hard, trying to knock out his soul or True Spirit.

However, it didn’t budge an inch, with no reaction at all.

White Impermanence was bewildered and had no choice but to try again, this time tapping three times.

Since the establishment of the Underworld, White Impermanence had hooked many souls.

Normally, White Impermanence needed just one tap on a target’s head to knock out their soul.

Even the difficult ones usually released their soul after three taps.

But this time, even after three taps, there was no movement or reaction.

”Let me try!” Black Impermanence said as his chains extended towards the Void Race envoy’s body.

White Impermanence used the Mourning Stick to knock out the target’s soul, which was like a ”natural delivery.”

Black Impermanence extended the Soul Hook Chain into the target’s body to pull the soul out, like a ”cesarean section.”

However, after Black Impermanence’s chain penetrated the Void Race envoy’s body, it emerged from the other side.

The entire body of the Void Race envoy was pierced through, but Black Impermanence still couldn’t find his soul.

”Master Qi, there’s nothing here!” Black Impermanence said, bewildered.

White Impermanence looked serious and asked again, ”Neither soul nor True Spirit?”

Black Impermanence shook his head: ”None.”

Now, White and Black Impermanence were in a bind.

No soul or True Spirit, how could they report back!

”This is a mess!”

”No soul or True Spirit, what kind of strange thing is this!”

”We botched the job, how do we explain this to Master Qi and the Yin Celestial Son!” White Impermanence looked troubled.

Black Impermanence said innocently, ”Master Qi, it’s not our fault! It’s not that we won’t fetch it; it’s that he doesn’t have one!”

”If he doesn’t have one, how can we fetch it!”

”We’re soul-fetchers, not soul-creators.”

White Impermanence glared at Black Impermanence, frustrated, and said, ”Old Eight, you’re hopelessly foolish!”

”Leadership isn’t interested in the process; they want results!”

”The result is that we botched the job. How do we complete our performance targets, and what about the year-end bonus.”

”If we’re eliminated as underperformers, what do we do then!”

Judging by White Impermanence’s words, the Underworld built by the Yin Celestial Son seemed to have a rather strict system.