Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings-Chapter 223 - 217: Ruthless Ghost Leader, Forcing Yang Jing

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

The Ghost Leader rushed towards the confinement room with Feng Wuji. From a distance, intense metallic collisions could be heard coming from within.

No need to look; just hearing these sounds, it was clear that the Demon Flood Dragon and the Demon Tiger were once again seizing their bodies, attacking the confinement room.

Fortunately, the confinement room was solid enough. Otherwise, it might have already been torn apart by them.

The only relief for the Ghost Leader was that he had fused Yang Jing's remains with two corporeal Evil Spirits.

Corporeal Evil Spirits, no matter how powerful, always have ways to be defended against.

If they were incorporeal and invisible Evil Spirits, falling into a berserk state would be much harder to handle.

This is why only the authorities can build the Giant City.

Because only Guardian Demon Alloy can resist the assaults of those non-corporeal, invisible Evil Spirits.

Corporeal Evil Spirits can be resisted by constructing tall and wide city walls.

The special metal imprisoning Yang Jing is sturdy, but only effective against corporeal Evil Spirits.

Hearing the sounds, the Ghost Leader frowned.

The Demon Flood Dragon and Demon Tiger went berserk, attacking indiscriminately, attacking anyone they saw.

In this way, they had already become a wasted piece in the Ghost Leader's hand.

Of course, the Ghost Leader also knew the reason behind this.

The most important reason for the current situation was Yang Jing's Divine Soul's unwillingness to awaken.

If Yang Jing's Divine Soul would awaken even slightly, even if unable to completely control the body, it could still somewhat restrain the Demon Tiger and Demon Flood Dragon.

Keep the Demon Flood Dragon and Demon Tiger within a range that, although berserk, was still controllable. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Now, with the Demon Flood Dragon and Demon Tiger unwilling to awaken, they would rather die than exist in such a neither human nor spirit state.

"Ghost Leader."

"Ghost Leader, Ghost Leader."

The Ghost Leader and Feng Wuji arrived, and the guards at the door immediately bowed in salute.

"Useless!" Feng Wuji cursed angrily.

The Ghost Leader did not blame these guards; after all, their status did not match. Blaming them would make the Ghost Leader seem petty.

The Ghost Leader did not reprimand them, but Feng Wuji couldn't refrain from scolding.

The responsibility for guarding lay with those under him, so naturally, he had to reprimand them to show his stance.

Otherwise, without punishment for wrongdoing, these guards would become even lazier in the future.

Entering the confinement room, the three-headed six-armed monster was lying there, spread out.

It seemed exhausted from its destruction binge, resting mid-game!

"Roar!"

"Roar! Roar!"

Seeing the Ghost Leader and Feng Wuji enter the room, the monster with three heads and six arms continuously roared in anger.

"You dare to come here?"

"Are you tired of living, coming to find death?"

"Dare to withhold my blood; I shall replenish with yours." The Demon Flood Dragon and the Demon Tiger roared incessantly, baring fangs and claws at the Ghost Leader.

As the saying goes, when the master is humiliated, the servant dies.

The Ghost Leader didn't take offense, but Feng Wuji couldn't stand it!

"Dare to disrespect the Ghost Leader?" Feng Wuji, without a word, stepped forward and slapped both the Demon Flood Dragon and Demon Tiger in the face.

This was a great shame!

As Tier Five Evil Spirits, today they were slapped by Feng Wuji, a regular human, in the face. How could they tolerate this?

"Clang."

"Clang clang."

The chains bound to them jangled as the Demon Flood Dragon and Demon Tiger strained against them.

But the chains were too robust, and no matter how they struggled, they couldn't break them.

The chain's length reached the limit, about three meters from the confinement room's door.

Currently, the Ghost Leader and Feng Wuji stood at the chain's entrance, mere two or three meters away from them.

Yet, these few meters seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

The Ghost Leader completely ignored the furious Demon Flood Dragon and Demon Tiger and instead called out to Yang Jing's head in the center: "Yang Jing, you should wake up. I know you can hear me."

"Yang Jing, I'll give you one last chance. Will you wake up or not?"

"Yang Jing, if you don't wake up now, you'll regret it for the rest of your life!"

The Ghost Leader called out repeatedly to Yang Jing's head in the center, but Yang Jing remained motionless, as if dead.

"Ghost Leader, will this work?" Feng Wuji hesitantly asked.

While Feng Wuji considered the Ghost Leader a very judicious and capable person, observing now, it seemed the Ghost Leader was doing something futile.

In Feng Wuji's view, Yang Jing had most likely lost vitality during the trinity fusion.

The Ghost Leader shouted several times in a row, but there was still no response from Yang Jing's head.

At this moment, the Demon Flood Dragon and the Demon Tiger, who were helpless against the Ghost Leader, began to mock him.

"Haha! Fool, you're truly a fool to think you can wake the dead."

"The three of us are one. We know better than anyone if this kid is dead or alive."

"This kid has been dead for a long time. Soon enough, his head and arms will completely rot and stink!"

"Stop shouting, it's tiresome. Even if you broke your voice, you can't wake him."

The Demon Flood Dragon and the Demon Tiger mocked one after the other; clearly, they also believed that Yang Jing was dead.

By the end of his shouting, the Ghost Leader seemed genuinely angry.

"Yang Jing, are you really not waking up?"

"Fine! Fine indeed!"

"Since you want to die, I'll let you and your sister go together, so you'll have company on the Yellow Springs Road!" The Ghost Leader's voice was icy, devoid of any emotion.

Then, they heard the Ghost Leader call out, "Bring her in."

Today, it wasn't just the Ghost Leader and Feng Wuji who came.

They brought someone else with them.

Yang Chan!

That is, Yang Jing's sister.

Before coming, the Ghost Leader had me give Yang Chan a sedative, so she's currently unconscious.

Two guards supported Yang Chan from either side and brought her to the Ghost Leader's side.

"Yang Jing, since you refuse to wake up."

"Alright then, I'll let the Demon Flood Dragon and the Demon Tiger drain your sister's blood dry." The Ghost Leader said, staring intently at Yang Jing.

At that moment, Yang Jing still showed no reaction.

"Hmph!" The Ghost Leader snorted coldly, muttering, "Do you really think I don't dare?"

"I want to see how long you can hold out."

After speaking, the Ghost Leader suddenly waved his hand.

With a wave of his hand, the two guards behind him directly tossed the unconscious Yang Chan, landing her right beside the three-headed, six-armed monster.

Demon Tiger: "????"

Demon Flood Dragon: "????"

The Demon Tiger and the Demon Flood Dragon exchanged glances, both appearing somewhat stunned.

Is this really happening? Are they being handed food?

But both the Demon Tiger and Demon Flood Dragon are lawless beings.

As long as you dare to put it in their mouths, they'll dare to drain her blood dry.

No matter who she is, someone's sister or not.

"Such fresh blood, such tender-skinned little girl!"

"So fragrant, so fragrant."

"You bite the left side of her neck, I'll bite the right side of her neck, and we'll each take half and drain her dry."

The Demon Flood Dragon and the Demon Tiger spoke to one another, bringing Yang Chan up to their mouths.

As the Demon Flood Dragon and the Demon Tiger made these moves, the Ghost Leader just stood there watching it all.

If, today, Yang Jing still does not wake up.

Then let his sister accompany him to death!

From beginning to end, Yang Chan was just a pawn, a pawn to control Yang Jing.

If Yang Jing dies, then Yang Chan naturally has no reason to live.

The Demon Flood Dragon and Demon Tiger bared their sharp teeth, as sharp as daggers, drawing so close to Yang Chan's tender white neck.

At that critical moment, the head belonging to Yang Jing among the three suddenly opened its eyes.

Among those six arms, the two belonging to Yang Jing suddenly reached out like iron clamps, firmly clamping the Demon Flood Dragon and Demon Tiger's jaws.

"How dare you!" Yang Jing roared, his voice booming like thunder.

Demon Flood Dragon: "????"

Demon Tiger: "????"

The two of them never expected that Yang Jing was actually still alive.

"Indeed, indeed!"

"Yang Jing, you woke up a long time ago! I knew it, you woke up a long time ago!" The Ghost Leader was ecstatic, with a hint of triumph in his voice.

"How cruel!"

"Not only did you harm me like this, but today, you even want to harm my sister!"

"I've done so many heartless things for you. Why are you forcing me? Why must you push me to the brink!" Yang Jing was furious, with blood and tears streaming from all three of his eyes.

Yang Jing originally didn't want to wake up, wishing to sleep forever, unwilling to face this inhuman, demon-like self.

But he couldn't bear to watch his sister die in the mouths of the Demon Flood Dragon and Demon Tiger.