Yama Rising
chapter-592

“Are you mad?” Rumyantsev stared at Liu Yu with great consternation. Likewise, Qin Ye stared at Liu Yu, wondering why he would suddenly lay hands on Rumyantsev.

He’s not acting… Has he really gone mad?

“Am I mad?” Liu Yu’s entire body was shrouded with Yin energy. Even then, with a grimace on his face, he slowly marched forward towards Rumyantsev. A web of cracks appeared on the ground with each step that he took.

As he spoke, he suddenly leapt up into the air as quick as lightning. The dim moonlight shone down on his body, and a shadow actually appeared right beneath his feet!

Qin Ye was located dozens of meters away right now, but even he couldn’t help but feel a chill run down his spine. It was obvious that Liu Yu was putting his entire heart and soul into killing Rumyantsev right now.

Boom!!! The ground rumbled, and dust and debris scattered everywhere. At once, Liu Yu’s attacks caused ten deep grooves to appear in the ground where Rumyantsev had been just a moment ago. He slowly straightened his body and revealed a hideous smile on his face. All this while, his eyes remained transfixed on Rumyantsev and Rumyantsev only.

The netherflames in Rumyantsev’s eyes pulsated for a moment, and he slowly tightened his grip around the cross-hilted sword under his cloak.

Rumyantsev was taken aback, and he immediately grew taciturn. However, Qin Ye’s eyes gleamed brightly because he immediately understood what was going on.

The reason? Because… his entire army of Yin soldiers was gone!

Besides, how much could they possibly expand their forces in just ten years?

And of that number, approximately 50,000 Yin soldiers had been completely reduced to dust from Qin Ye’s stroke of Fate earlier. This was undoubtedly a devastating blow, especially to someone who was planning to seize control of Hell with the forces he had!

Power and authority flows from the barrel of a gun. Without military might, his fate was clear.

This would be completely different from what he had been working towards all this while! He desired independence. He desired his own kingdom. Don’t forget - how did these Yin soldiers perish?

All alliances were built on the foundation of common interests. Liu Yu was filled with indignation, so much so that his heart verged on madness. He truly desired to kill Rumyantsev, but he knew better. He wasn’t a match for Rumyantsev. And even if he were, he couldn’t afford to make an enemy of the Russian Underworld, especially after already making an enemy of Hell.

“My Lord… Have they… rebelled?” Kwon Kyung-ho muttered with astonishment.

He needed an outlet for venting.

And who was the most suitable candidate for his venting of frustration?

There weren’t any other emotions apart from the pure, unadulterated murderous intent that poured forth like waters from a cold spring. It was chilling to the bone.

“Do you sense the MV Sewol being dragged right out of the Yin Yang Mezzanine?” Qin Ye asked softly.

Damn it!

His heart thumped wildly, and his palms were covered with sweat.

“How do you want to do this?” Rumyantsev glanced at Liu Yu, “Time is of the essence. I can get rid of him summarily…”

With a faint smile, the Yin energy behind him erupted with such intensity that the surroundings even began to somewhat distort, “Let me do it.”

If I can’t take your head with me, I’ll at least have to take the head of the other source of all my pain and problems!

After all, he wasn’t just a Marquis. He was also a special emissary of the Russian Underworld. And since that was the case, it was only natural for him to be considering the interests of the Russian Underworld before his own.

Granted, they had befriended Liu Yu with the primary intention of communicating with Hell through him. And now that direct negotiations with Hell had clearly fallen through… it was clear that they needed Liu Yu now more than ever.

“If you can’t take him down in three minutes’ time, then… I’ll make my move.”

“I won’t even need three minutes.”

Qin Ye remained silent. He didn’t care to say a thing at all. After all, it was only on the cusp of a duel with the strongest Infernal Judge in the history of the old Hell that he finally understood how overwhelming the pressure was. As Liu Yu spoke, his Yin energy slowly faded away, until there was completely nothing left emanating from his body.

Rather, it was because Liu Yu had simply returned to his roots. It was like the sheathing of a sword in preparation for the battle ahead. The next release would undoubtedly be a fight to the death!

Just then, Liu Yu sighed, “We were once colleagues. Why did you have to force my hand like this?”

Kkkrrr… His feet dug deep grooves as he ground to a halt. Moments later, he turned his attention to his arms, discovering to his horror that it was throbbing with immense pain.

Unfortunately, before he could even process what went on, he immediately detected another wave of Yin energy aimed directly at his back, and a great sense of crisis surged from the base of his spine. At once, he turned his Judgment Pen into a lance and swung it behind his back.

In fact, it was so fast that Qin Ye couldn’t even keep up with his movements altogether!

“My Lord!!!” Ryu Changmin yelled out after Qin Ye. However, he could see Qin Ye discreetly shake his head back at him in the midst of his evasive maneuver.

He had to keep his cards hidden close to his chest. Who knew whether Rumyantsev would be able to breach Ryu Changmin’s Judge-class domain ability or not? And if so, how long could Ryu Changmin possibly hold out under his sheer pressure? It was clearly premature to be taking action. Besides, it wasn’t as though Qin Ye were completely powerless right now.

Just then, his body came to a sudden halt.

Rattle! At once, countless chains emerged from beneath the ground like venomous vipers, rising high into the air as they attempted to bind and tie up Liu Yu.

So quick?

“After so many years, you still haven’t improved in the slightest bit.” Liu Yu chuckled coldly from behind, before whispering into Qin Ye’s ears through gritted teeth, “You’ve killed tens of thousands of my precious Yin soldiers… So, now, you pay with your life!!”

However…

“Haah--...” Qin Ye gasped for air, ignoring the throbbing pain in his bones, joints and internal organs in his entire body. At once, he whipped around and grabbed Liu Yu’s throat, “Colleague?”

With ragged breaths, Qin Ye slowly tightened his grip around Liu Yu’s throat, “And the Emissaries of Hell have never recognized a traitor as one of their colleagues… ever!!”

Just then, the Spatial Spirit appeared right behind Liu Yu with his mouth wide open, fervently devouring Liu Yu with all of his might. Meanwhile, as Liu Yu flew back, countless chains emerged from Qin Ye’s sleeves and instantly bound up Liu Yu’s body in the air.

Rattle… The chains forcibly hoisted up Liu Yu’s body. Ignoring the sharp pain ravaging his entire body, Qin Ye yelled at the top of his voice and rode a ferocious nethergale forward as he charged forward towards Liu Yu at once!

“It’s over.” Rumyantsev’s eyes gleamed brightly, and he shook his head as he slowly began to walk towards the vortex at the Gate of the Dead.

What he saw was completely different from what Qin Ye perceived.

Liu Yu had clearly been bound up and hoisted into the air, yet Qin Ye still saw… a terrifying evil ghost opening his bloody mouth!