Yama Rising

“Incidentally, the ones who hear the announcement… would still be able to see an intact train station when they look out of the window… gulp… Furthermore they would be able to see train attendants that otherwise can’t be seen by other passengers… gulp… The government has already warned everyone not to alight at this train station… gulp…”

The man stopped in front of an earthen grave. It was already overgrown and broken in places, yet the paper money that had been placed right atop the tombstone appeared to be written with fresh, vermillion ink, and… they were even fluttering menacingly at Qin Ye!

K-k-k-k-k… The man turned around stiffly. His cheeks were now sunken, and blood was now pouring out his gaping eye sockets. In fact, his entire throat from the jaw down appeared to have been completely gouged out, leaving countless maggots and other worms crawling in place of the gaping hole. His lips slowly cracked open from ear to ear, revealing a vicious, horrific smile, “Number ninety-nine… Hahahaha!”

“Fresh meat… fresh meat! You’re a fresh soul! Gulp… Haaaa--!” He was practically screaming at this point in time. Blood poured out of his gaping mouth, scattering everywhere around on the ground. But as soon as he began charging towards Qin Ye, a foot suddenly stamped down on his head with a resounding crash.

SSS!!! The evil ghost’s head was firmly planted in the ground, and he couldn’t extricate himself no matter how hard he flailed his limbs about. Qin Ye looked up and swept his fringe to the side as he gazed deeply into the distant night sky, “He truly needs some guidance. He only has one job. How could he even bastardize something as simple as that? The Yin spirits of recent times… are truly getting more and more disappointing…”

“Y-y-you!!! Who are you?!” His originally hoarse and eerie voice was now instead filled with terror and panic as he squealed at the top of his voice, “Who the hell are you?! Cultivator?! Hellguard… You’re an Anitya Hellguard!”

“By Hell’s Dictum, all rabble shall disperse.” Qin Ye smiled faintly. Qin Ye had dressed himself in a down jacket because a camouflage uniform made him way too conspicuous. He lifted his hands, and his soul shackle suddenly shot out of his sleeves, puncturing the man’s ethereal figure completely.

The netherflames burnt for ten whole seconds before Qin Ye finally relented. The man’s spiritual body was on the verge of collapse, and it immediately slumped weakly to the ground.

It couldn’t be helped. Qin Ye was naturally just that domineering against evil ghosts that were of the same or lower cultivation level as he was!

In fact, he was so tyrannical that he even surprised himself! He couldn’t even recognize himself! Shurima, your emperor is back!

“But your strength isn’t much, and you’ve probably only just appeared. Otherwise, had you been any stronger, it’s likely that the transport authorities would have completely closed off this train route, rather than simply decommission the present train station. Soul Hunter? Or perhaps at best an Anitya Hellguard. It’s going to be a walk in the park for me. In fact, this might even be a pretty good start to assembling my Dusk Legionnaire forces… Come, tell me where your big boss is located so that I can sit down and have a nice cup of tea with him?”

That’s terrifying… He can’t possibly be a cultivator! Cultivators don’t have such terrifying techniques! That chain… is something that is specially crafted to dish out punishment against one’s soul! This definitely isn’t something that cultivators can use!

“AAAARRRRGGGGHHH!!!”

The gaze in Qin Ye’s eyes flickered before he could even finish speaking.

It was night, but the fact that it was night didn’t necessarily translate to dead silence. Dead silence… was a phrase used to describe places like the morgue.

He stood up in silence.

“One of the top ten types of Yin spirits… Phantom Spirit? Forsaken Spirit? Gluttonous Spirit? These Yin spirits all exhibit similar characteristics… I wonder which one it is this time? Not bad… to think that I’d encounter such a pleasant surprise as soon as I leave Insignia Province. This is definitely a top-quality hunting zone in the region… Well, I guess I’ll help you guys out for free just this once.”

The entire train station went dark in an instant, and the dark platform appeared loomed over him like a menacing behemoth.

Sssss! Ahhhhh!! It plunged straight into the Yin spirit below, and it was instantly reduced to a cloud of Yin energy.

“To think you were actually able to hurt me.” His expressions turned grim. A split second later, Yin energy suddenly erupted from his body like a colossal tidal wave that swept across everything in the darkness. The terrified cry of a female ghost echoed in the distance as the ground erupted with a blazing green inferno that rushed out in all directions.

Spiritual intelligence.

What’s this? I’ve never seen anything like that before.

Thus, he began to take large strides towards the sealed iron door.

The iron door was tightly shut, and about ten police cars were parked in this place. The head of the group was a captain-ranked officer.

Nobody said a single word, and everyone had an incredibly tense expression on their face. Even the man in a suit standing right next to the captain-ranked officer was staring intently at the iron door.

The man in a suit was incredibly scrawny, and he appeared to be in his early thirties. He propped up his spectacles as he remarked, “Things like that are completely unpredictable. There’s no need to think too much of it.”

The man in the suit shook his head, before turning to gaze at the iron door with a complicated look in his eyes, “Good? Hunting zones of such levels shouldn’t even be appearing in counties to begin with… But whether Breakwaters Province or Eastmount Province, we’ve seen an increasing emergence of such hunting zones in larger counties in recent times. These things are no different from ticking time bombs that will blow up at any time. And yet, we don’t even have the help of suitable cultivators to keep these in check and under control.”

Clang… Just then, the iron door clattered with a muffled clang.

He was an Operative-class expert.

One after another, the police officers cocked their guns and held their breaths.

Gulp… The officers gulped nervously and held their hands directly over their communications devices. This was the first time an anomalous situation had arisen ever since they first sealed off the locality altogether! What in the world was going on?

It was a young man, ostensibly below the age of twenty. In fact, the young man was even staring at them as though he couldn’t understand what was going on.

Nobody said a word. They could even hear the sound of cold sweat dripping on the ground.

Qin Ye stared right back at them with great bewilderment. Tsk, tsk, tsk… How could the main door be so weak and feeble? And how weak are these cultivators? They can’t be considered anything more than hard labour if they enter Hell right now…

Is it because I’d shown up out of the blue?

Instant silence.

Very good… All of the gun barrels were immediately lowered.

Although the method of verification was somewhat unorthodox, it still managed to achieve all of its intended effects.

1. A League of Legends reference. Shurima is the name of a civilization from which several champions arose.