Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings-Chapter 146 - 144: Punishment Department

Yang Jing swung his knife towards Lin Yuan, and indeed, this strike was like a rainbow in terms of momentum.

Even compared to the Deceitful Demon, except for lacking illusions, Yang Jing’s strength was not inferior.

Facing the blade light that seemed sharp enough to cut through anything, Lin Yuan stood there without dodging.

The Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife easily chopped into Lin Yuan’s head, then split him in half.

Yang Jing: "?????"

Yang Jing looked shocked, he couldn’t believe Lin Yuan just stood there allowing him to kill?

Split in half with one strike?

Instantly killed?

Could it be that he just easily solved this top expert of Peng City who tortured the Zhang Family so much?

Yang Jing himself was incredulous, however, he soon realized something was amiss.

Because, after he split Lin Yuan in half, the neatly cut edge showed no trace of blood, and even seemed smooth as a mirror.

"Crack!"

"Crack! Crack!"

While Yang Jing hesitated, Lin Yuan, split in half, cracked inch by inch, shattered on the ground like glass.

Yang Jing looked closely, this was not Lin Yuan at all, it was clearly a mirror image clone.

At this moment, the surroundings darkened.

Yang Jing shivered in fright as he looked around, only to find that he was now in a majestic dark hall.

Just a moment ago it was daytime, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into night.

This hall was entirely built with black stone emitting a chilling aura, and the walls were covered with ancient symbols and texts. The architectural style was sinister and eerie, giving an oppressive feeling.

In the center of the hall, various torture instruments were displayed, and Yang Jing looked up to see a plaque hanging in the center, inscribed with three large characters.

Punishment Department.

Yang Jing stared at the "Punishment Department" characters on the plaque and felt a strong sense of oppression.

"How could the legendary Punishment Department of the Underworld appear here?"

"In the blink of an eye, how did I end up in the Underworld?" Yang Jing frowned, thinking to himself.

It was just broad daylight, and now everywhere is pitch black, and he found himself in the legendary Underworld, which he couldn’t believe no matter what.

"Illusion, it must be an illusion."

"Such a petty trick, how dare you show off before me!" Yang Jing shouted, the Heavenly Eye tattoo on his forehead turned from illusion to reality, becoming a vertical eye.

This vertical eye, named Heavenly Eye, can see through all delusions.

With this Heavenly Eye, Yang Jing is least afraid of illusions.

Gold light shot from the Heavenly Eye, illuminating the surroundings.

If it were an illusion, everything around would become a mirage under the golden light.

However, things greatly surprised Yang Jing.

Even under the golden light, everything in front remained unchanged, not a bit altered.

"Real?"

"Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible."

Yang Jing looked incredulous, the golden light from the Heavenly Eye on his forehead grew even stronger, seemingly determined to prove that everything before him was false.

"Stop looking!"

"Even if you look a hundred times, a thousand times, you won’t find anything suspicious!" At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in Yang Jing’s ear.

Yang Jing followed the voice and saw a throne appearing at the top of the hall, and on the throne sat none other than Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan wore a blazing red robe, and three treasures floated beside him—these treasures being the Zhong Kui’s Deceitful Sword, Soul-Luring Lamp, and Qiankun Umbrella.

At this moment, Lin Yuan was the master of the Punishment Department.

Yang Jing stared at Lin Yuan, feeling a bit anxious, because he couldn’t comprehend what technique Lin Yuan was using.

This technique was something he had never seen before. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"What is this place?" Yang Jing shouted.

It seemed he wanted to use shouting to cover up his fear.

Lin Yuan pointed to the plaque above him and said, "Isn’t it written up there?"

"Punishment Department!"

For some reason, in this eerie environment, while talking with Lin Yuan, Yang Jing felt a chill down his spine and a creepy sensation.

"Damn your Punishment Department!"

"I refuse to believe that killing you won’t let me escape!" Yang Jing shouted, swinging his Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife towards Lin Yuan.

Watching Yang Jing rush over, Lin Yuan waved his hand sharply, and a blood-red shackle flew up in the hall, aiming for Yang Jing’s neck.

Yang Jing reacted instinctively, lifting his knife to chop.

However, when his Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife struck the shackles, it was like slicing through air, passing directly through.

In the next moment.

"Creak."

"Creak, creak."

Several clear clicks sounded, the blood-red shackle locked onto Yang Jing’s neck, the clasp binding tightly.

As soon as the shackle was set, all of Yang Jing’s tattoo abilities were sealed, instantly rendering him an ordinary person.

"Whew."

"Whew, whew."

Yang Jing gasped heavily, drops of sweat the size of beans "plopped, plopped" onto the ground.

He felt a deep terror, an unstoppable fear.

Today’s events were far beyond his expectations.

Before this, Yang Jing thought his strength was formidable, not claiming to be the world’s best, but definitely a top expert.

Yet he never imagined that facing Lin Yuan, he was like a plaything, completely unable to fight back.

Actually, Yang Jing’s strength was not weak.

In fact, if it weren’t for Lin Yuan fully awakening the Zhong Kui tattoo, Yang Jing might not be his match.

Lin Yuan took just one step forward, and this step awakened the Zhong Kui tattoo completely.

Just this one step brought an immense boost to strength, a difference as vast as heaven and earth.

"You..."

"Why are you so strong?" Yang Jing stared at Lin Yuan with three eyes.

"Why I’m so strong has nothing to do with you!"

"You’re about to die, and you will never reach this level in your lifetime!" Lin Yuan’s voice carried regret.

True Monarch Erlang Tattoo.

It’s a tattoo with strong combat ability, but it’s a pity to be a dog for the tycoon.

"Bang!" A startling sound rang out, Lin Yuan shouted loudly, "Kneel down."

"People below the hall, let me examine the evil deeds you have done in this life."

Yang Jing stubbornly didn’t want to kneel, but just as the words "kneel down" were spoken, it was as if a mountain was pressing down on Yang Jing.

"Crack."

"Crack, crack."

The joints in his legs were crushed, his knees buckled, and he powerlessly fell to the ground.

This is the Punishment Department; how can you, Yang Jing, say you will not kneel and not kneel?

Soul-Luring Lamp shone upon Yang Jing’s head, and his life flashed before him like a carousel.

Lost his father at seven, lost his mother at nine.

The siblings depended on each other for survival.

Dropped out of school to work at thirteen, supporting his sister through university.

In his whole life, he hadn’t done anything good, but he also hadn’t done anything evil.

Even now, after the strange invasion, he hadn’t harmed any lives.

...

...

After reading Yang Jing’s life story, Lin Yuan was momentarily stunned.

This...

This wasn’t what he imagined!

Initially, Lin Yuan thought Yang Jing, being a lackey for the tycoon, was surely evil incarnate.

But now it seems he hasn’t done anything evil at all?

Strictly speaking, coming to kill me is the first evil act he’s committed.

Looking at all this in front of him, Lin Yuan thought to himself, this is the Punishment Department, you kid haven’t committed any evil deeds, how am I supposed to punish you?

However, just as Lin Yuan’s thought arose, the scene began to change.

With the scene shift, Yang Jing’s future was displayed.

In the picture, Yang Jing’s black hair turned white, and his face was full of cruelty, coldness, and ruthlessness.

He seemed insane, killing like slaughtering dogs, even consuming human blood daily.

...

...

This scene cannot be faked; the future Yang Jing is simply an evil-doer through and through!

This one cannot be kept!

If he is allowed to live, countless will die at his hands in the future.

As the scene vanished, it was replaced by large words.

Villain Yang Jing, ten crimes unforgivable, sentence: boil the heart and burn the liver.

The Soul-Luring Lamp emitted several flames, entering Yang Jing’s body.

"Ah!"

"Ah! Ah!"

As the flames entered his body, Yang Jing let out heart-wrenching screams.

Inside his body, it was as if a flame burned until his organs turned completely to ash, dying from pain.

...

...

Outside world.

Outside Wushan Shelter.

Yang Jing had stood there motionless from start to finish, but at this moment, his eyes began to turn red, and his whole body started to become red, just like a lobster that’s been boiled.

Isn’t Yang Jing in the Punishment Department?

Why is he still standing here?

Actually, only Yang Jing’s will was drawn into the Punishment Department by Lin Yuan.

This is also why Yang Jing’s Heavenly Eye can’t see through the Punishment Department.

Because it’s not a physical environment, but a special consciousness space.

Yang Jing’s physical body remained outside, but his soul had entered this special space.

Perceptively, Yang Jing wouldn’t realize it.

Though his physical body remained outside, the damage to his soul would have corresponding effects on his physical body.

If the soul completely perished, his external body would die too.

In the Punishment Department, Yang Jing was enduring the pain of heart boiling and liver burning; outside, his organs began to gradually deteriorate.

Yang Jing is dying.

Inside the Punishment Department.

"If I die, it doesn’t matter, but what about Chan’Er!"

"I can’t die, I absolutely cannot die!"

"I must live, I must survive!" Suddenly, a powerful will exploded from Yang Jing’s body.

Supported by this powerful willpower, Yang Jing’s mind was crystal clear.

It seemed he even mastered an escape skill, as thin golden light began to emanate from his body.

Moving.

Ground.

Golden.

Light.

All of a sudden, Yang Jing surprisingly disappeared from the mysterious space of the Punishment Department.

The next moment, his soul returned to his body.

However, at this time, except for a little vitality in his heart, all his other organs had already withered.

If not for the tattoo delivering some special energy to sustain him, he would already be dead now.