Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings-Chapter 211 - 205: Yang Jing Tormented to Death

At the onset of the eerie emergence, the financial faction rapidly established the Deceitful King Faction.

It was also the existence of the Deceitful King Faction that preserved the extraordinary power of the financial faction.

They occupied Lin'an City, becoming the local emperors of Lin'an City.

In this city, they were the sky.

When the Nine Cities Plan was just being prepared over at Emperor Dragon City, the Deceitful King Faction caught wind of it.

It was also then that they began infiltrating Ninghai City.

In the eyes of the Deceitful King Faction, Ninghai City securing a slot as one of the Nine Cities was almost a sure thing.

However, a flaw still appeared now.

Peng City rose like a dark horse, Lin Yuan resolved the colossal Deceitful Demon in Tang City, proving his strength to Emperor Dragon City.

This slot, due to Lin Yuan's existence, fell to Peng City.

Ninghai City did not successfully obtain the slot for the Nine Cities Plan and returned empty-handed.

This meant that the Deceitful King Faction's plan to go public by proxy failed.

When this news reached Lin'an City, the head of the Deceitful King Faction's intelligence department frowned deeply, remaining silent for a long time.

Since the rise of Lin Yuan, the Deceitful King Faction had met with nothing but misfortune.

First, all the missions in Peng City failed, and the Zhang Family's hunting team was almost completely annihilated.

Then, the Xu Family defected, with Xu Weili, the only survivor, fleeing to Peng City with the materials for the Guardian Demon Alloy.

Then, the top expert of the Deceitful King Faction, Yang Jing, repeatedly lost to Lin Yuan.

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Examples like these are simply countless.

The losses suffered by the Deceitful King Faction at Lin Yuan's hands were too many.

Now, the slot meant for Ninghai City was taken by Peng City, and the Deceitful King Faction's plan to acquire a Giant City failed.

One could imagine the rage when the Ghost Leader learned of all this.

"Sigh!"

"We must inform the Ghost Leader of everything!" Even though the Ghost Leader would be furious, this matter had to be reported to him.

Because their preparation and arrangements in Ninghai City had been in vain.

The next step in their action plan would decide whether the Deceitful King Faction could still possess superhuman authority.

The time left for them was scarce, and they had to prepare their next move without delay.

Thinking of this, he immediately went to report this matter to the Ghost Leader.

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Arriving at the Ghost Leader's office, he glanced around only to discover that the Ghost Leader wasn't in the office.

Moments ago, the guards outside the office had clearly told him that the Ghost Leader was inside and hadn't left.

"Old Feng, I'm here!" Suddenly, the Ghost Leader's voice rang out.

For any organization, the intelligence department is undoubtedly among the most crucial departments.

Those who could be in charge of the intelligence department must naturally be close confidants among confidants.

The head of the Deceitful King Faction's intelligence department was named Feng Wuji, a blood brother to the Ghost Leader.

The sudden voice startled Feng Wuji, who looked around but couldn't find where the Ghost Leader was.

However, he noticed something unusual.

In the Ghost Leader's office, there appeared a full-length mirror.

This mirror was large, like the ones used in clothing stores for trying on clothes.

As someone working in intelligence, Feng Wuji had an extremely keen sense of perception, and his judgement was also exceptional.

With just one glance, he felt something was off about this mirror.

The Ghost Leader was a man, and an old man in his fifties.

If it were a young lady's office, a full-length mirror could be explained.

But in an old man's office, a full-length mirror was unusual in itself.

"There's something wrong with this mirror!"

"The voice is coming from inside the mirror." Feng Wuji immediately concluded.

While he was closely watching the mirror, the Ghost Leader's somewhat alien-like face appeared on the mirror's surface.

"Old Feng, what's the matter?" the Ghost Leader asked in a deep voice.

Lately, the Ghost Leader had been working on something significant, with strict orders not to be disturbed. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

The matters of the Deceitful King Faction were entrusted to Zhang Yuandong to handle in his stead.

Today, it was only because of Feng Wuji that someone else could see the Ghost Leader.

"Ghost Leader, the Nine Cities Plan has come to a conclusion!"

"Ninghai City... has failed!" Feng Wuji's voice was heavy.

As the head of the intelligence department of the Deceitful King Faction, he knew how much effort had been expended these days to infiltrate the official forces of Ninghai City.

However, the Ghost Leader didn't react with the expected fury. Instead, he slowly began, "Come inside and speak."

Since the Ghost Leader was in this mirror, it meant that this wasn't an ordinary mirror.

If the Ghost Leader could enter the mirror, so too could Feng Wuji.

In the next moment, Feng Wuji stepped forward, directly entering the mirror.

After entering the mirror, he seemed to have entered a strange world.

All around was pitch black, with inky black fog swirling about.

"Just follow the path straight ahead!"

"I'm just up ahead!" the Ghost Leader's voice echoed in Feng Wuji's ears.

As the Ghost Leader's words fell, the black fog in front of him began to slowly recede, revealing a path about two or three meters wide in front of Feng Wuji.

"What is this place?" Feng Wuji thought to himself, somewhat curious.

At this moment, he realized that his understanding of the Ghost Leader was still too limited.

He never knew the Ghost Leader possessed such means.

This mirror world seemed not large, and after walking forward for several hundred meters, Feng Wuji saw the Ghost Leader.

At this time, the Ghost Leader was sitting quietly in front of a cold pool.

The water in the cold pool was also as black as ink, boiling continuously, emitting black fog upwards.

The black fog that permeated the entire mirror world was actually emanating from this cold pool.

The water in the cold pool was boiling continuously, but it was boiling not from heat, but from cold.

The closer to the cold pool, the more chilling it felt.

By the time Feng Wuji reached the edge of the cold pool, his hair and eyebrows were covered with a layer of frost.

At this moment, the Ghost Leader sat quietly in the cold pool, staring straight at the surface of the water, his eyes full of anticipation.

Feng Wuji thought, could there be some treasure in this cold pool?

But that couldn't be, the Ghost Leader was never interested in treasures.

"Ghost Leader!"

"Ninghai City did not get the quota for the Nine Cities Plan, the last spot went to Peng City."

"What should we do next?" Feng Wuji stated the purpose of his visit.

Originally, Feng Wuji thought that after he delivered this news, the Ghost Leader would be furious.

Unexpectedly, the Ghost Leader did not show the slightest bit of anger.

Very calm, unexpectedly calm.

"As expected," the Ghost Leader said slowly, "after the failed assassination of Yang Dingguo, I already anticipated that Ninghai City wouldn't compete against Peng City."

"The authorities need to create a hero, and the survivors need a war god to restore hope. As it stands, the only one who can be that person is Lin Yuan."

"With Lin Yuan there, it's reasonable for Peng City to get the spot, don't you think?"

After hearing the Ghost Leader's words, Feng Wuji immediately understood why the Ghost Leader previously organized that assassination.

That assassination was the final attempt to seize the last spot of the Nine Cities Plan.

At the time, if they had successfully assassinated Yang Dingguo, and Yang Jing had managed to kill Lin Yuan.

Then Ninghai City could have obtained the last spot in the Nine Cities Plan.

The Deceitful King Faction could then continue with their plan to go public.

"Sigh!"

"Unfortunately, the assassination plan failed!"

"Yang Jing also died!"

"This Lin Yuan is just too strong!" Feng Wuji sighed deeply.

However, a mysterious smile appeared on the Ghost Leader's face.

He pointed at the cold pool and said, "Indeed, the assassination plan failed, but Yang Jing didn't die."

"Look, over there."

As the Ghost Leader pointed to the cold pool, the black fog on the pool opened up, and the originally ink-black cold pool suddenly became transparent.

At this moment, lying at the bottom of the cold pool was a person, and that person was Yang Jing.

No, maybe it should be said, it's no longer Yang Jing.

At the bottom of the cold pool lay a monster over nine meters tall.

This monster had three heads, the middle one was Yang Jing's, the left was a black flood dragon's, and the right was a black tiger's.

At the same time, it grew six hands, in addition to Yang Jing's own hands, there were two dragon claws, and two tiger paws.

A dragon tail and a tiger tail also grew from its back.

If, last time, Yang Jing, whose organs were swapped, could still be considered a person.

Then now, Yang Jing has become a complete monster.

The last assassination plan failed, Yang Jing was cleaved in half by Lin Yuan.

A red cloud broke through the void, taking Yang Jing's wreckage away.

It now appeared that it was likely the Ghost Leader who saved Yang Jing.

After rescuing Yang Jing again, the Ghost Leader fused his remains with a Demon Flood Dragon and a Demon Tiger.

Both the Demon Flood Dragon and Demon Tiger are Tier Five Evil Spirits.

Yang Jing, the Demon Flood Dragon, and the Demon Tiger had completely merged into one, becoming a monster neither human nor demon.

One must say, Yang Jing truly was unfortunate!

His fate would've been better if he had just died!

The Ghost Leader really tormented Yang Jing to death!

Last time it was organ replacement to demonize Yang Jing.

This time, directly turned him into a monster.

The monster in the cold pool, no, it should be said, the monster in the cold pool exuded a savage aura all over.

As if, once resurrected, it would end the world.

Seeing the monster in the cold pool, Feng Wuji felt a chill down his spine, a cold air enveloping his whole body.

The Ghost Leader, what kind of monster did he create!

"Yang Jing..."

"Is he still alive?" Feng Wuji's voice carried a tremor.

A strange smile emerged on the Ghost Leader's alien-like face: "Not alive yet, but soon, he'll come back to life!"

"At most ten days, at least three to five days, and he will be alive!"

"But after he's alive, whether he's still Yang Jing or not, I can't be sure."