Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings-Chapter 275 - 269: Whatever You Do, Don’t Knock Over His Wine Jar

Chapter 275: Chapter 269: Whatever You Do, Don’t Knock Over His Wine Jar

Ironback Mountain, amidst the continuous forests, is not tall, squat, winding, just like its name, resembling a giant ironback centipede sprawled across the forest.

As soon as Lin Yuan ascended the mountain, he began to perceive the surroundings.

Within his perception range, there was no sign of life on the mountain.

It seemed as if there was no living creature atop Ironback Mountain.

Looking across the mountain, all visible areas were shrouded in varying densities of a layer of bluish-green poison mist.

Likely, all living creatures on the mountain had been killed by this poison mist.

Upon sensing briefly, although the poison mist was potent, it couldn’t harm Lin Yuan in the slightest.

These dissipated poison mist could affect those below Tier Five, while those above Tier Five could generally resist it.

Moreover, Lin Yuan was at Tier Four.

For a fellow Tier Four, to poison Lin Yuan would require Iron-Back Daoist’s primal toxin.

As Lin Yuan walked on the winding mountain path, suddenly, a small circular pool with a diameter of over ten meters appeared ahead.

Inside the pool was filled with lush green liquid, more akin to some poison liquid rather than water.

"Formed from condensed mist?" Lin Yuan muttered to himself, observing the green pool.

It’s discernible that the liquid in the green pool is essentially the same as the bluish-green mist drifting around.

When the poison mist is excessively dense, it condenses into water, gathering in these pits to form pools.

The toxicity of the green water in the pool is far more concentrated than that of the mist, Lin Yuan roughly estimates that it could easily poison an average Tier Five.

"Once Iron-Back Daoist is dealt with, I can collect the poison water from this mountain," Lin Yuan concluded in his mind.

While poison mist is challenging to collect, these poison waters are relatively easy to gather.

Poisons capable of affecting Tier Fives are of little use to Lin Yuan.

After all, killing Tier Fives is as simple as crushing an ant to him.

However, remember, Lin Yuan isn’t alone!

Behind him lies Peng City, and even the entire Dragon City awaiting his support.

These poisons from a Tier Four strong being, Iron-Back Daoist, are of significant research value.

Handed to the dean for examination, it could even be developed into a sinister invasion version of a biological weapon, potentially becoming a magical treasure in Dragon Country’s battle against evil spirits.

Suddenly, Lin Yuan’s pupils sharply contracted.

"Splash!"

Something darted out from the water, rushing toward Lin Yuan.

Without thinking, Lin Yuan countered with a backhand palm strike.

Massive energy waves emerged, striking the thing darting from the water, sending it flying several meters away from Lin Yuan.

"Squeak squeak!"

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

The thing slammed heavily onto the ground, emitting a creaky sound akin to a dull scythe slicing through grass.

That sound was its wailing.

Lin Yuan focused his gaze forward, seeing clearly the appearance of the creature.

It was a centipede approximately two meters long, entirely dark, with a solemn luster emanating from its back shell.

Its abdomen was densely covered with dozens of legs resembling iron hooks, and in its mouth was a pair of sharp fang-like blades.

The ironback centipede’s strength wasn’t even Tier Five; Lin Yuan killed it with a casual strike.

At this point, it was essentially dead, but its body still twisted, with cries still emanating from its mouth.

Its nerves hadn’t fully died, driving instinctive struggles.

In folk tales, such an image is called a "hundred-footed insect dies but doesn’t stiffen."

"Damn it!"

"I really hate things without legs, and those with too many legs!" grumbled Liuyu Heaven from the fishbowl.

Lin Yuan: "?????"

"Don’t you ever look in a mirror?" Lin Yuan said with a frown, expressing his disdain.

An octopus talking about a centipede’s many legs?

Isn’t that like a crow despising a pig for being black?

"I..."

"I have far fewer legs than it, alright!" Liuyu Heaven protested.

Liuyu Heaven now had only eight octopus legs left, much fewer than the dozens of the ironback centipede.

Lin Yuan was too lazy to bother with Liuyu Heaven, instead fixating on the ground’s ironback centipede as if pondering something.

The ironback centipede possesses remarkable stealth abilities!

This ironback centipede wasn’t even Tier Five, yet hidden in the poison water, even Lin Yuan couldn’t detect it.

Only when it sprang out from the poison water did Lin Yuan notice its presence.

The ironback centipedes seem to have the ability to merge with poison water.

A Tier Five ironback centipede can possess such strong concealment abilities; wouldn’t a Tier Four ironback daoist have even more potent stealth capabilities?

Considering this, Lin Yuan cautiously scanned his surroundings, fearing Iron-Back Daoist might silently approach for an attack.

Strategically, Lin Yuan looks down on the enemy, but tactically he respects them.

Being cautious when necessary is essential.

Increasing his vigilance, Lin Yuan continued ascending the mountain.

The higher he climbed, the denser the poison mist became.

Simultaneously, pools formed from liquefied poison mist appeared more frequently.

Along the way, ironback centipedes occasionally surged from pools to ambush Lin Yuan, but he easily dispatched them.

Ironback Mountain isn’t tall; after about ten minutes of walking, Lin Yuan reached the summit.

Atop the mountain, amidst the faint glimpses, he saw a dilapidated temple.

In front of the temple, trees stood, but they had long withered.

Two dead but standing old locust trees guarded either side of the temple like deities.

The temple was in disrepair, noticeable holes in the roof and a partially collapsed wall.

On the roof sat a slender, stick-like figure garbed in green robes.

The figure looked very thin, skin wrapped around bones, his robe fluttering in the wind, seeming hollow inside.

Even in the cheeks, there wasn’t an ounce of flesh.

Undoubtedly, this was the Ironback Centipede transformed into Iron-Back Daoist.

Iron-Back Daoist’s disposition seemed extremely reclusive; he lounged drinking on the roof, not reacting when Lin Yuan arrived, seemingly disinterested.

Despite Lin Yuan appearing in Zhong Kui’s transformed image, resembling a Tier Four demon head.

Iron-Back Daoist being a demon daoist, Lin Yuan a demon head.

Logically, upon seeing him, Iron-Back Daoist ought to greet him.

Alternatively, he should violently drive away this uninvited guest.

"Iron-Back Daoist, I am Liuyu Heaven under the World Honored, ordered by the World Honored to take your life. Using your remnant to refine medicine!" Lin Yuan shouted toward the Iron-Back Daoist on the roof.

Liuyu Heaven: "?????"

Right then, Liuyu Heaven’s mood was akin to the speechless father of Cao Pi’s wife, Zhen Ji.

He never expected that at such a time, Lin Yuan still wouldn’t refrain from slandering the World Honored.

The key was, he even mentioned Liuyu Heaven’s name.

Right then, Liuyu Heaven mentally cursed Lin Yuan’s ancestors eight generations over, in incredibly harsh terms.

Yet, after Lin Yuan declared his identity and intent,

Iron-Back Daoist on the temple roof continued drinking, completely ignoring Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan looked toward Liuyu Heaven in the fishbowl, asking, "Is he blind or deaf?"

Regarding Iron-Back Daoist, Liuyu Heaven’s knowledge was heard, thus not extensive.

However, logically, a Tier Four strong being shouldn’t be blind or deaf.

Even if truly blind and deaf, other senses, like consciousness, should be highly acute, it was impossible not to sense Lin Yuan’s arrival.

"Is it possible he’s simply ignoring you?" Liuyu Heaven tentatively asked.

Iron-Back Daoist disinclined to acknowledge Lin Yuan, should Lin Yuan just attack, it might be a bit awkward.

After brief contemplation, Lin Yuan again asked Liuyu Heaven, "Is there any way to make him speak?"

Liuyu Heaven suddenly remembered Iron-Back Daoist’s reputed alcohol addiction, and now he was drinking.

It seemed the rumors were accurate.

"Try knocking over his wine jug!" Liuyu Heaven suggested.