Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

Chapter 435 - 429: Yin Mountain Ghost King’s Consciousness Space

Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

Chapter 435 - 429: Yin Mountain Ghost King’s Consciousness Space

Translate to
Chapter 435: Chapter 429: Yin Mountain Ghost King’s Consciousness Space

The white jade drum given by Elder Bai is used for attack, and the scroll of the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder is used for defense.

After Lin Yuan enters the Yin Mountain Ghost King’s body, whether or not he can play a crucial role in the battle remains to be seen.

However, self-preservation is definitely impossible.

Lin Yuan thought for a moment and said with a troubled expression, "Helping you guys clean up the mess is not out of the question, but you can’t expect me to do it for free, right?"

"How about this, I’ll enter the Yin Mountain Ghost King’s body to assist, and you guys might as well just give me these two treasures instead of loaning them!"

"If you agree, I’ll go now, no procrastination."

Elder Bai: "????"

Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder: "????"

Elder Bai and the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder thought to themselves, what a kid, are you here to exploit us in this situation?

"No way, my treasure is absolutely impossible for you to have! Just give up now!" At this point, the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder glared at Lin Yuan and said irritably, "You greedy little brat."

"By entering the Yin Mountain Ghost King’s body and helping resolve the conflict between obsession and malice, ultimately, the one who benefits is still you."

"And now you dare to extort us, let’s see who ends up losing out."

Lin Yuan, being quite stubborn, upon hearing the Grand Elder’s words, nonchalantly retorted, "I’m not in a hurry to improve my strength; I can take my time."

"I just wonder when the World Honored will achieve enlightenment, and whether you can wait until then."

"If the World Honored succeeds, the first he will settle accounts with is your world, and only then will it be our world."

"Ultimately, I’ll be able to live longer than you."

Lin Yuan adopted a ’we might as well go down together’ attitude.

Lin Yuan certainly didn’t believe that Elder Bai and the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder were helping him out of kindness.

They help him increase his strength, in simpler terms, as a preparation against the World Honored.

Therefore, Lin Yuan didn’t agree with the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder’s words that "only you get the benefits."

Elder Bai looked at Lin Yuan, then at the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder, feeling utterly speechless.

Seeing the two clashing, Elder Bai had no choice but to become the mediator.

"Lin Yuan, her treasure, to her, is not just a simple treasure; it holds special significance."

"How about this, I’ll give you my white jade drum, and her treasure can be loaned to you; after it’s over, you return it to her," Elder Bai suggested to Lin Yuan.

After all, this matter happened due to a mistake on Elder Bai’s part, ultimately, it was their responsibility.

Elder Bai was accountable; since it was their mistake, he had to find a way to resolve it.

So, he would rather take the loss himself.

Moreover, in this small group, Elder Bai was the oldest, having lived countless years and collected unknown amounts of treasures.

Though this white jade drum was a Divine Soul attack type magical treasure, it wasn’t that important to him.

Lin Yuan only acted when there were benefits, never giving anyone the chance to freeload off him.

There’s no real danger in this matter; getting one treasure is better than none.

Since Elder Bai had made such an offer, refusing would be quite unappreciative.

"Alright, for your sake, Elder Bai, I agree."

"Elder Bai, you’re generous, unlike this woman! So stingy, long hair, short wisdom!" Lin Yuan agreed while muttering softly.

Listening to Lin Yuan’s veiled insults, the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder turned pale with anger, wishing to slap Lin Yuan to death.

However, she couldn’t be bothered to argue with this rascal.

Arguing with him would be beneath her.

...

...

In front of the Yin Mountain Ghost King’s fat and bloated body, Lin Yuan stood before its forehead, staring intently at it.

The next moment, Lin Yuan’s Divine Soul left his body, just like the technique Sun Wukong often uses in Journey to the West.

The white jade drum and scroll, being Divine Soul-related magical treasures, naturally move with the Divine Soul.

Everything turned black before his eyes, and when he appeared again, he was in the consciousness space of the Yin Mountain Ghost King.

In Lin Yuan’s left hand was a scroll, and in his right hand was the white jade drum.

Seeing both treasures in hand, Lin Yuan immediately felt more confident.

The consciousness space of the Yin Mountain Ghost King, just like its name, was filled with haunting Ghost Qi everywhere.

Lin Yuan could feel the temperature around him drop sharply, chilling winds rising, making the area increasingly cold.

Everywhere he looked was filled with dim colors, in the surrounding darkness, appearing to be countless ghostly faces emerging.

Lin Yuan didn’t see the obsession or malice, so he could only continue moving forward.

In the Yin Mountain Ghost King’s consciousness space, it seemed difficult to discern north, south, east, west, left, right, up, and down.

Everything around was disoriented, and Lin Yuan didn’t know which direction he was heading, completely searching aimlessly.

"Damn it?"

"Why is the consciousness of the Yin Mountain Ghost King so empty, seems like there’s nothing?" Lin Yuan, walking in the empty consciousness space, couldn’t stand the solitude.

Everything around was empty, with no silhouettes, no sound, like a world of deathly silence.

The more a person is full of distracting thoughts, the more stuff there is in their consciousness space.

And the Yin Mountain Ghost King was a consequence of the obsession to live, it only had the awareness to survive, without any stray thoughts.

Hence, its consciousness space was empty.

In this consciousness space, it seemed to lack direction and time.

Lin Yuan didn’t know how long he had walked when his vision revealed two giant-like figures.

One figure was gaunt, the other fat.

The gaunt figure emitted black karmic fire, unmistakably resembling Daoist Randeng.

While the fat, bloated figure steamed with gray mist, who could it be if not the Yin Mountain Ghost King?

The two immense figures were engaged in combat within the consciousness space.

This battle...

Was evenly matched.

Lamp Lighting Ancient Buddha had the advantage of being the manifestation of a complete malice.

The Yin Mountain Ghost King was only a half-formed obsession.

However, the Lamp Lighting Ancient Buddha had no physical body, and the battleground was the Yin Mountain Ghost King’s physical form.

Thus, with the home-field advantage, the Yin Mountain Ghost King could match the complete malice with its half-formed obsession.

This battle was completely even, if they continued like this, who knows when they would settle the score.

A stalemate like this required someone to break the balance, like brine setting tofu.

The moment someone breaks the balance, the result of the battle will change.

The side receiving the help would achieve victory with unstoppable might.

How did this chapter make you feel?

One tap helps us surface trending chapters and recommend titles you'll actually enjoy — your vote shapes You may also like.