ARRRRGGGHHHHH!!
Qin Yeâs consciousness was going crazy at the back of his mind. He couldnât resist the urge to tear at Arthisâ neck as he bellowed, âWatch your image!!â
Where did you get that round paper fan anyway?! Was this something youâd already obtained in preparation for the possession of my body tonight?! How did I not notice this?!
âGet! Out! Of! Here!â He screamed at the top of his voice, raging and ranting but to little effect, âGive it back! Give my body back to me!! Return to the stupid silicone body youâve come from!!â
âWhatâs the hurry?â Arthis responded placidly, âIt wasnât easy finding a human body, so whatâs wrong with making good use of it? Canât you let me take centerstage for just a little while?â
âHow dare you treat my body like a stage for performances?! Scram! Get out right now! Bloody hell, my reputation as a straight man is crumbling at this very moment!â
How embarrassing!
It was one of those moments that was so shameful that it would continue to linger endlessly in oneâs memories, surfacing every now and then and giving one the urge to bury his face and yell at the top of his voice!
Arthis turned a deaf ear to his cries.
Then, just as his body passed the first emissary, his posture became even more effeminate - he actually began to strut through the temple as though it were a catwalk.
âAaaaaghhhh! Eyes⊠my eyes!â Qin Ye slammed his head against the walls of his consciousness, and he immediately developed a suicidal urge.
This was a true moment of highlights.
He had totally underestimated Arthisâ limits! No⊠she practically had no boundaries!
His eyes were practically bleeding profusely at this point as he watched his own body strut towards the half-spider lady, cover his own mouth with the round paper fan, and then chuckle coquettishly, âHow ugly.â
The half-spider ladyâs hand trembled, subconsciously tightening her grip around her weapon as she developed the urge to plunge it deep into the heart of the man in front of her. But in the very next moment, she bit down hard on her lower lips and shrugged off her desire to do so without saying a word.
Just then, Qin Yeâs shadow suddenly expanded like a rising tsunami, completely enveloping the half-spider lady. The eerie lights flickered, and a projection of a woman with dishevelled hair suddenly appeared. The half-spider lady widened her eyes in horror as she stared at her own hands icily.
Mustn't moveâŠ
Iâll die if I move a muscleâŠ
This is a demon⊠a true, cold-blooded demon. She doesnât seem to be as strong as the previous Infernal Judge, but sheâs several times more depraved and vicious than him!
Sss⊠The other extraterritorial emissaries gasped in shock. They had spent most of their lives as evil ghosts and underworld emissaries, and yet they still couldnât help but feel terrified of her presence. As they trembled in fear, they saw a scarlet eye open up from the shadow that had engulfed the walls. The eye was crimson like blood.
Just like the Abyss of the Pool of Blood.
This⊠was a genuinely high-ranking official of Hell!
Qin Ye walked in an elegant, ladylike manner. Her poise and stance revealed much of her distinguished status in the past. She sashayed past the half-spider lady without giving her another look, and slowly made her way towards the other emissary that bore appearances like a grim reaper. She lifted his face with her paper fan, âDo you think that Iâm⊠beautiful?â
These words appeared to be accompanied by a chilling nethergale that swept through the temple, causing all of the lights to flicker dangerously and accentuating the hideous look of the broken statue. And then, the scarlet eye on the wall suddenly turned and looked over.
The ominous atmosphere only made Qin Yeâs fanatical disposition look all the more dreadful.
The grim reaper emissary trembled vigorously. Perverse⊠Thatâs right. Qin Yeâs disposition was incredibly perverse. But coupled with the eerie surroundings and the tense atmosphere, the psychopathic display simply terrorized them!
Death wasnât scary. The inability to die was far more dreadful.
âWell?â Qin Ye held his thumb and middle finger together daintily as she gently lifted the grim reaper emissaryâs chin. Her androgynous voice caused the entire temple to quake, âIâm asking you something.â
âAhhhh!!â The terror in the emissaryâs heart finally exceeded its limits. The genial smile of a young adult appeared no different from a menacing hell rift right now. With a mindless scream, he subconsciously grabbed his scythe and charged at Arthis.
Kill himâŠ
Heâs inhuman⊠Is this what a high-ranking official of Hell is like? TerrifyingâŠ
WhooshâŠ
Qin Ye didnât even shift his body, and yet the scythe simply halted when it was barely an inch from his body. It was unable to go any further. Qin Yeâs expression remained the same as she muttered, âTrash.â
As she spoke, the scythe-wielding emissary cried out with a blood-curdling scream, while the shadows on the walls danced about eerily. The other emissaries looked on in horror as the grim reaper emissary was crushed and crumpled into a ball - slowly but surely growing smaller and smaller. The grisly sound of crunching bones could be heard, accompanied only by the sound of blood dribbling from the air. Finally, with a soft, muffled bang, he transformed into a cloud of Yin energy that scattered into the surroundings.
Arrrrggghhhh⊠His voice appeared to linger endlessly in the void around them.
âHaa... haa... sssâŠâ Cold sweat percolated the forehead of the Nipponese emissary and trickled down the cheeks of the half-spider lady. They were so terrified that they werenât able to muster any Yin energy from their bodies, and just like the white-masked emissary, each of them backed away to their corner of the temple, trembling and shivering incessantly.
Jade-green netherflames cast a deep long shadow from their bodies. The moment of immense humiliation for Qin Ye had just become the stuff of nightmares and despair for them.
Acting on a whim and fancy. A cold-hearted killer. This person⊠must have killed countless emissaries in the past! His hands must already be tainted black with their blood. He⊠doesnât even care if we live or die!
It was like a cat that was playing with a mouse.
Qin Ye turned around and slowly made her way over to the white-masked emissary, and then simply stared at him silently. The white-masked emissary trembled all over. They had only locked eyes for a moment, and yet he instantly felt his knees buckle and give way, and he knelt to the ground with a resounding thud.
Even emissaries knew fear.
He saw from Qin Yeâs eyes the rage and fury of an underworld that was reputed to be the strongest for millennia on end. He saw the regret of countless extraterritorial emissaries who were crying and howling from the abysses of punishment.
Crack!!
Qin Ye stomped on the white-masked emissary with her military boots. She stood on high and raised her brows, âWho gave you the guts to step foot in Cathay so brazenly?!â
Whoosh! Half of the lights in the temple went out in an instant.
âWuuu⊠Aaaaghhhhh!!â The emissary that had been trampled underfoot cried out in anguish. Her stomp had been so powerful that his head had nearly become completely separated from his body.
âWhere did you get the confidence to come seize Cathayan souls for yourself?â
Thud! Another powerful stomp caused cracks to appear all over the ground in a spiderweb pattern. The ground sank half a meter down, and wisps of Yin energy began to drift into the surroundings, carrying with it pained screams of agony.
Qin Ye furrowed her brows in disgust and covered her nose. Then, she elegantly shifted her hand to her trousers and flicked, âDisgusting.â
âAaaarrrrgghhh!!â Qin Yeâs consciousness screamed as he grabbed his hair and collapsed to the ground. He, too, was filled with despondence.
I canât hear anything! I canât hear anything!
I canât see anything! I canât see anything!
Everything that has happened today must be completely erased from my consciousness. Not a single shred must remain! Not even a modicum!
âWill you please be quiet?â Arthisâ barked back at Qin Yeâs consciousness. She was displeased, to say the least, âWhat difference does it make whether I front it or you front it? Isnât it more important to leave our foreign friends a good impression of Cathay in their final moments?â
âBut the only thing youâre leaving them is a horrific image of Hell! Return it to me⊠seriously, sister, I beg you to return my body to me! Let me swing the blade, alright? Youâve sunk so deep into your role that thereâs no turning back!â
Arthis responded, âHow many merit points do you have right now?â
âOne thousand four--... Bloody hell, I donât even want my merit points anymore! Are you trying to be the embodiment of my worst nightmare today?!!â
Arthis smiled like an emotionless killer, âWhatâs there to be afraid of? The more perverse I am, the deeper I can etch into their bones just how mighty and great Cathayâs Hell⊠On a separate note, Iâve done worse things before. Unfortunately, I simply donât have the right tools right nowâŠâ
Are you the devil?!
Qin Ye stared at Arthis with bloodshot eyes, âFive seconds.â
âIf you donât return my body to me within five secondsâ time, weâre through! Iâll head straight into the depths of the mountains and become a hermit! I wonât give a damn whether Hell flourishes or crumbles!!â
âTsk⊠menâŠâ
âFive!!â It could be said that the rage in his heart was already bordering on madness.
â... Wait a while⊠let me experience it againâŠâ
âFour!!!â
âAlright, alright⊠Just give me a moment!â Arthis grew exasperated.
âThree!!â
Arthis waved her hand. In an instant, the remaining two emissaries screamed miserably, their limbs twisted about, and they tumbled all over the ground. Following that, the Yin energy in the surroundings rushed straight into Qin Yeâs seven apertures, before promptly erupting once more. Qin Ye was now in his Hellâs emissary state.
âEmissary⊠Emissary of HellâŠâ The Nipponese emissary gritted his teeth and closed his eyes in despondence.
âCathay⊠still has emissariesâŠâ
A second later, Qin Ye abruptly opened his eyes, grabbed the demonhead saber and slashed at the Nipponese emissary like a hungry tiger pouncing on food.
Anyone who has witnessed that horrific sight earlier must die!
Psshhk! The Nipponese emissary was cut cleanly in half. However, he didnât die immediately. He glared resentfully at Qin Ye and mustered a vicious smile in his final breaths, âJust you wait⊠Izanami-sama shall avenge meâŠâ
Yet the only response he got was another brilliant glimmer of blade light that swept through the area like a powerful gale.
Whoosh⊠When the gleam faded, a dark luster glowed from Qin Yeâs chest, and Hellâs Records flew out. Then, a line of text quickly added an entry to the records as though someone were writing on it.
Name: Qin Ye (Nickname - Dogballs)
Place of Origin: Liu Er Mound Village, Gazi Gully, Tang An County, Qingguang City
Family Members: Grandfather (deceased), Parents (deceased)
Date of Birth: 1 October 1938
Occupation: Soul Hunter - 1,800 merit points. Distance to Anitya Hellguard - 1,800/2,000 merit points.
Qin Ye ignored it.
He continued to hack at the body for the next dozen or so seconds before he finally held back, gasping and panting for breath. The emissary under his saber had already turned into wisps of Yin energy that diffused into the surroundings, while the aftermath of his attack left terrifying scars on the ground. He sighed and closed his eyes.
That felt great!
He knew what exactly he wanted. After venting his frustrations through the flurry of hacks and slashes, he had already cooled off somewhat. Then, when he finally opened his bloodshot eyes again, he turned to look at the half-spider lady.
Kkkrrrr⊠He dragged his demonhead saber on the ground as he walked towards the half-spider lady menacingly, âTell me whatâs going on in your underworld, and I might consider letting you die swiftly.â
The half-spider lady stared straight back into his eyes. Death was knocking on her door, and yet she started laughing instead, âSo thatâs whatâs going onâŠâ
âPossession⊠it seems like something did happen to Cathayâs underworldâŠâ
âFaced with an invasion of extraterritorial emissaries, Hell only sent a measly Soul Hunter possessed by the soul of an Infernal Judge⊠Hahaha⊠Kid!â
Just then, Arthisâ voice whispered icily in his ears, âBreak her limbs and imprison her in the new Hell.â
However, it was too late.
Before she could even finish speaking, the half-spider lady suddenly opened her mouth wide, and her tongue lashed out like a whip. With a shrill shriek, her tongue swept around and then plunged straight into her own chest.
âAaarrrgghhh!!â The pain of clawing out her own heart was excruciating. In an instant, copious amounts of Yin energy flowed out of her seven apertures, and her body dried up, leaving only a pair of eyes that continued to stare at Qin Ye even in death. A twisted smile crept up the corner of her lips, âJust you wait⊠Just you wait!!â
âOne day, weâll trample over the Cathayan Hell! Youâd best enjoy it while it lasts! HahahaâŠâ
Her head was forcibly separated from her body before she could finish.
The demonhead saber passed through the void like a bolt of lightning. The manic expression on the half-spider ladyâs face froze in time. Then, a second later, her body exploded into a cloud of Yin energy.
âCome back to me once youâve succeeded at that.â Qin Ye muttered placidly.
Whoosh⊠Hellâs Records flew out once more and began to update its records. The final number was erased and updated to 2,200/2,000.
Merit points required for promotion to an Anitya Hellguard - fulfilled!
1. This is one of the Eighteen Abysses of Punishment.
2. Iâm going to be referring to Qin Ye as âsheâ while Arthis remains in control of his body.
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