Yama Rising

Chapter 518: Duty (2)

Chapter 518: Duty (2)

Rumble… Within three seconds, a vortex hundreds of meters large formed right in front of the infant’s mouth.

“These… these damn things…” He gnashed his teeth with bloodshot eyes, fighting desperately against the invisible forces that appeared to be restraining him. But within ten seconds, and with a startled cry, his body fell from the sky like a falling meteorite, straight into the mouth of the daolord of the asura.

Susa Boy’s mind went blank in an instant. He couldn’t help but begin to doubt the strength of his own abilities.

Riiiiip! The moment of distraction proved to be fatal. At once, his garments were torn apart, and the feathers in his back stood on end, as though they were desperately resisting the tug of the daolord’s mighty attack. A split second later, and with a miserably shriek, every single feather on his back was torn right off his back and consumed by the daolord.

Wheee!!! With a long whistle, the infant in the daolord’s chest instantly tightened his lips, causing the suction force to grow several times stronger. To Susa Boy’s great dismay, he soon realized that Yin energy had begun to pour right out of the pores where his feathers used to be! It was as though thousands of streams of Yin energy were all pouring out from his body and flowing straight to the infant’s lips!

No… I can’t let things go on like this… I cannot let myself get caught by the Emissaries of Hell… At once, he made the snap call to transform his entire body into a black ball of Yin energy that was a hundred meters large. A split second later… it exploded!

Countless shockwaves rippled out like tsunamis of Yin energy. With the terrifying explosion, Susa Boy had actually managed to wrestle free of the daolord’s grasp. Moments later, a figure rushed right out of the billowing clouds of Yin energy and dashed straight into the sky.

At once, a silver light flashed brightly, and the figure that was just dashing away instantly came hurtling down to the ground once more, just like a fly that had been swatted.

In fact, nobody saw where it came from, or where it went afterwards.

He didn’t see what caused it, but he could tell that the Harken had casually flicked its tail.

It was impossible to fathom the depths of Hell’s might without witnessing it with one’s own eyes.

They poured towards Susa Boy like a swarm of hungry vultures.

“AAHHHHHHH--!!!” With an anguished roar, the figure clambered up to his feet in a desperate attempt to get away from the attacks.

His golden eyes were completely bloodshot as he gave a maddened glance at the Yin soldiers around him. He swiped his claws around him in an intense frenzy, only to be greeted by yet another wave of ferocious strikes.

Crack! His knuckles cracked as he tightened his grip around their throats. Just then, two mighty slashes plummeted straight from the sky, slicing off Crow Tengu’s arms cleanly at the elbows.

Within moments, countless Yin soldiers rushed over and pinned Crow Tengu to the ground, restraining all further movements.

Qin Ye leapt off the Harken’s back at once.

“Trying to capture me?” Qin Ye quipped with a frigid voice as he plunged the sword softly into Crow Tengu’s head. At once, he screamed with great anguish.

The Hungry Ghost Festival. The preparatory work was aplenty, and the citizens of Hell were clearly enjoying themselves back in Hell. He’d wanted the festivities to have gone on without a hitch at all. He’d wanted the first Hungry Ghost Festival in a century to go down in history as one of the best celebrations in Hell’s history.

“Kill me!” Crow Tengu gritted his teeth, “Hell was the one who said that emissaries may be killed, but never disgraced.”

“Have you ever thought about whose territory you were in when you wreaked havoc earlier?!”

“How dare you!!” The Yin soldiers standing around immediately pinned down Crow Tengu with all their might. At once, Crow Tengu was completely immobilized once more.

“Because of your efforts, I’m going to give you the perfect gift to remember me by.”

With that, an ancient book flew out of Qin Ye’s garments and drifted over to Crow Tengu, before slowly opening up.

Nobody was holding down Crow Tengu anymore. But, even then, he continued to tremble violently as he stared at the book that had opened up in front of his very own eyes.

“Oh, but I can.” Qin Ye aimed the book towards Crow Tengu, “Because I’m… none other than the Third King Yanluo of Hell.”

It was a one-inch sized figure of Crow Tengu that was struggling frantically and screaming with fear.

Qin Ye snickered contemptuously. The inch-sized figure of Crow Tengu was already half exposed, and he was clearly trying desperately to shrink back into his forehead, but to no avail.

The daolord of the asura stood beside Qin Ye and responded respectfully, “That’s impossible. Nippon’s strongest Yin spirit is none other than Izanami, a Peak Abyssal Prefect. Susanoo-no-Mikoto… is at best an intermediate Abyssal Prefect.”

Crow Tengu trembled. In that instant, he recalled how he had once seen Izanami cower before the rulers of Hell. In fact, he recalled the moment when he witnessed all leaders of underworlds in the East Continent, save for the leaders of Hindustan, trembling in fear as they addressed the two powerhouses. Then, his mind subconsciously drifted to the days of glory when the Second King Yanluo was in charge of the old Hell.

He even felt desperate and helpless. How could a child of one of the strongest ghosts in the Nipponese underworld not even be qualified to negotiate with the Cathayan underworld?

With that, Qin Ye snapped shut the Book of Life and Death. At once, the inch-tall figure of Crow Tengu was dragged out from his forehead and flew straight into the Book of Life and Death itself.

From dust to dust.

“Place it in front of the martyr’s cemetery to pay tribute to the Yin spirits that were lost today.”

It was only then that Qin Ye finally heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he turned and glanced at the sky in the distance.

This chaotic night… is finally nearly over.

Crow Tengu might have been dealt with, but Black Yaksha still remains at large! I refuse to let him see the dawn of another day!

“Your will is my command.” The daolord of the asura responded respectfully.

One of the images in the sky was presently flickering wildly.

She held her hands together in deep and desperate prayer, “Save me… save me!”

Qin Ye could see that she was currently located in a dilapidated temple. Lee Jung-sook was holding her gun tightly as she leaned fearfully against the back of the statue of Buddha.

It was… Black Yaksha!

He had actually managed to stumble upon Lee Jung-sook in her hiding place!