Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

Chapter 329 - 323: Way of Supreme Peace—Zhang Jue

Once the Turtle Shell is completely polluted, will I still die?

Does this mean the Turtle Shell is just a container!

When this container is full...

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan dared not think further.

That feeling of his body almost bursting apart was not something he wanted to experience again.

Lin Yuan pondered carefully, after all, the problem lay in collecting the Power of Faith.

To prevent the same thing from happening again, there was only one way—to cut off faith.

"Elder Bai, just destroy the idols, stop absorbing the Power of Faith from these indigenous people, won’t that solve the problem at its root?" Lin Yuan asked.

Upon hearing Lin Yuan’s words, a bitter smile appeared on Elder Bai’s face on the Turtle Shell, and he said, "The seed of faith is easy to sow, but how can it be so easy to take back."

"The appearance of the idols and the stories have already spread. Even if you destroy those idols, they can sculpt new ones. Unless you kill all those indigenous people, there is no way to solve the problem from the root."

"The faith of those indigenous people is already fanatic. Now, whoever dares to destroy those idols, they will fight to the death."

After hearing Elder Bai’s words, Lin Yuan thought, indeed, that’s the case.

Aside from killing all the indigenous people, there seems to be no way to solve the problem from its root.

At this moment, Elder Bai slowly continued, "You don’t need to rush, the Turtle Shell cannot be completely polluted in a short time."

"As long as you leave here before the Turtle Shell is fully polluted, you can still find other containers. Containers that can hold the Power of Faith are rare, but not non-existent."

"Once you lead these indigenous people out, the cause and effect between them and the World Honored must be resolved sooner or later. This cause and effect might lead to nine-tenths of these indigenous people being killed or even complete annihilation."

"Anyway, you must first leave here and consider the things afterward. Now, the fanatic faith of these indigenous people helps you leave here."

Lin Yuan nodded, agreeing with Elder Bai’s words.

Indeed, figuring out how to leave this Eighteen Layers of Minor Hell was what he should be considering.

However, Lin Yuan still asked one last question, "Elder Bai, can the Power of Faith from the Demon Fiends and Ghostly Realm only be transferred, but not absorbed?"

After pondering this question, Elder Bai replied, "Absorbing it is definitely impossible, but utilizing it might be. It’s said that the World Honored and the first Rebirth Saint Mother had ways to utilize this Power of Faith."

"Must it be the first Rebirth Saint Mother?"

"Is there a possibility that the current Rebirth Saint Mother might have a way to utilize this Power of Faith?" Lin Yuan asked further.

If there was such memory in the inheritance of the Rebirth Saint Mother, then Little Sister-in-law should know this method.

In other words, leaving here and returning to the Real World might save Lin Yuan.

"After the first Rebirth Saint Mother?" Elder Bai hesitated, "Except for the first Rebirth Saint Mother, I haven’t heard of any other Rebirth Saint Mother possessing such ability."

"However, perhaps they know something."

Lin Yuan decided that once he left here, he would immediately return to the Real World to ask his Little Sister-in-law.

After all, when it comes to matters of life, he must not take any chances.

After discussing the matter of the Power of Faith, Elder Bai said to Lin Yuan, "Simply releasing the indigenous people of the Eighteen Layers of Minor Hell is not enough. Although the indigenous people in the Eighteen Layers of Minor Hell are numerous, they lack strength."

"The indigenous people in the Eighteen Layers of Minor Hell are actually the descendants of the first batch of City of Sin’s indigenous people."

"The World Honored wanted their descendants to endure unimaginable torment."

"The first batch of City of Sin’s indigenous people were the truly powerful ones. They’ve all been imprisoned in the Eighteen Layers of Great Hell, and over countless years, they have surely become extremely formidable malevolent spirits."

"Their entanglement in cause and effect with the World Honored is far more intense than the main force in the Eighteen Layers of Minor Hell."

"To disrupt the World Honored’s path to enlightenment, the indigenous people in the Eighteen Layers of Great Hell are the main force."

After hearing Elder Bai’s words, Lin Yuan nodded and replied, "Alright, I understand!"

"I will find a way to release the malevolent spirits from the Eighteen Layers of Great Hell."

One could imagine, once the malevolent spirits from the Eighteen Layers of Great Hell were released, the World Honored would surely suffer greatly.

Having agreed, Elder Bai said no more, and the image of Elder Bai on the Turtle Shell disappeared.

"Are we going..."

"Are we going to the Eighteen Layers of Great Hell again?"

"That place must be more perilous than the Eighteen Layers of Minor Hell!" Liuyu Heaven asked, quivering.

Since meeting Lin Yuan, Liuyu Heaven felt like he had been down on his luck.

If possible, he genuinely wished to stay far away from Lin Yuan.

In Liuyu Heaven’s eyes, Lin Yuan was a disaster, bringing misfortune wherever he went.

Lin Yuan truly didn’t want to go to the Eighteen Layers of Great Hell.

That area was also a Ghostly Realm of the World Honored, and only spirits could enter there; physical bodies couldn’t go.

Going in meant leaving the physical body temporarily in the Eighteen Layers of Great Hell.

It’s a bit risky; if the physical body got gnawed by stray dogs, that would be a joke.

"Not going, I’ll think about whom to send!" Lin Yuan quietly contemplated.

Chen Sheng, Wu Guang, should they go?

Not really feasible, they are now the leaders of the uprising army in the Eighteen Layers of Minor Hell, and the place can’t do without them now.

Han Shantong, Liu Futong, should they go?

No way!

If those two started crafting stories and setting up idols in the Eighteen Layers of Great Hell, the collection speed of the Power of Faith would increase.

Maybe the Turtle Shell would be entirely polluted before even leaving here.

By that time, I would definitely get it.

After pondering, Lin Yuan thought it best to summon another reliable Human Race heroic spirit.

This time, only the soul needed to be summoned, without using the Zhuanlun disc to create a body, so the energy consumption should be less.

It must be reliable, and a bit more powerful.

After all, the malevolent spirits in the Eighteen Layers of Great Hell must be harder to fool.

First off, it’s essential to exclude the emperors who rose through rebellion; with imperial grandeur and mythos, their strength would be too much for Lin Yuan’s energy to handle.

Excluding emperors like Han Gaozu and Ming Taizu who rose through rebellion, in the field of rebellion, besides Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, only one other stands out.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan used the ability of the King Zhuanlun tattoo, and the Zhuanlun disc appeared.

An elder in a yellow Daoist robe manifested over the Zhuanlun disc.

In the image on the Zhuanlun disc, the old Daoist was using talisman water to save disaster victims, who worshipped him.

The sky is dead, the yellow sky shall rise.

In the year of Jiazi, the world shall be greatly fortunate.

As a chant resounded, the soul of Zhang Jiao, the Sect Leader of the Way of Peace, emerged from the Zhuanlun disc.