Chapter 702 - 700: Three Immortals, Two Buddhas, One Ghost, One Spirit
Dark clouds swirled in the sky, with lightning darting through them like frenzied dragons.
It carried an air of heavenly wrath.
"Crash..."
Winds howled around, making Mo Lin’s clothes rustle fiercely.
"Ten Thousand Immortals Country, Star Constellation Snake Immortal." The Star Constellation Snake Immortal announced her identity voluntarily.
Her figure stood in midair like a deity.
She bore no hostility towards Mo Lin, engaging with him merely due to their opposing stands.
"Ten Thousand Immortals Country, Giant Spirit Power Immortal."
A man over two meters tall stood aloft, shouting loudly.
His voice was thunderous and ear-splitting.
"Ten Thousand Immortals Country; Nine Heavens Fox Immortal." A seductive voice rang out.
An extraordinarily beautiful woman appeared in the air, with nine tails floating behind her, her alluring eyes fixed on Mo Lin.
Behind her, a haze emerged, sending a terrifying sense of oppression.
These three were the Three Immortals of the Ten Thousand Immortals Country.
Ancestor-level figures of the Three-system Immortal Cultivators.
Encountering one of them is usually rare; today the Three Immortals gathered here only to eliminate Mo Lin.
It was apparent that Yin Qi was serious about killing Mo Lin.
This lineup.
Even if Cui Xinyun came, she wouldn’t dare say she could survive for certain.
The pressure from the Three Immortals was immense.
Each Immortal brought a suffocating feeling.
"Great Spirit Mountain, Great Evil Spirit, Guo Huo." The Great Spirit Mountain Evil Spirit declared their identity proactively.
Evil Spirits at Great Spirit Mountain are graded, and a Great Evil Spirit indicates the highest level.
Two men donned in yellow Buddhist robes appeared slowly in the distance.
"Amitabha, the Arhat Riding the Deer greets the young benefactor." The Arhat Riding the Deer politely greeted Mo Lin.
Although courteous in demeanor, the Buddha’s Radiance behind him engulfed Mo Lin, clearly attempting to intimidate him.
"Amitabha, the Arhat Holding the Bowl requests the young benefactor’s death." The Arhat Holding the Bowl said softly yet speaking the most venomous words.
"Yellow Springs Realm Lord’s Clone, Su Yunling." Su Yunling was dressed in snow-white attire, lifted by a yellow Ghost Qi.
Su Yunling held no memories from her lifetime; she existed only as a clone occupied by a strand of Huang Shang’s soul.
Three Immortals, Two Buddhas, One Ghost, One Spirit.
One-third of the East District’s power gathered here.
This lineup could walk sideways even within the Yellow Springs Realm.
It was evident that these groups genuinely wanted Mo Lin dead.
If they don’t strike, they will completely eradicate.
The Heng and Ha Generals beside Mo Lin seemed so insignificant at this moment.
In front of the Three Immortals, they held no advantage whatsoever.
"Mo Lin, tell me, how do you survive?"
Yin Qi, pointing to the Three Immortals behind him, slowly said, "Not to mention others, can you deal with these Three Immortals?"
"I really can’t imagine how you could survive today."
"Everything here today is prepared especially for you by Xin Ziruo, understand?"
"If Xin Ziruo really wanted to kill me, why does she not come herself?" Mo Lin asked doubtfully.
"Xin Ziruo has more important matters to attend to; to kill you, I’m enough." Yin Qi replied coldly.
He didn’t specify what precisely Xin Ziruo had to do.
At least it was something more significant than killing Mo Lin.
Moreover, one could also say.
If the people here today can’t kill Mo Lin, then even if Xin Ziruo came, she wouldn’t kill him either.
If the people here can kill Mo Lin, then it wouldn’t matter whether Xin Ziruo comes or not.
Mo Lin stood alone in place, the wind brushed against his cheek.
Mo Lin seemed somewhat weak at this time.
A solitary figure, bearing all burdens.
"I’ll tell you, today, no one will come to save you.
Yun Xue’xue won’t come.
Luo Xiaoxiao won’t come.
The Zhu Family certainly won’t come."
"Jingming Daoism won’t come, Huang Qi from Immortal Island won’t come.
Cui Xinyun won’t be able to come either."
"Tell me, how do you live?"
These people not coming is no coincidence.
All this is within Xin Ziruo’s calculations.
At the right time, in the right place, with the right people, it was all for this day.
Yin Qi lamented, "If you were just a bit wiser.
You could have revealed your identity as the successor of Celestial Monarch Xu in Jingming Daoism in the South District and sought asylum with Jingming Daoism.
Jingming Daoism would certainly protect you.
It’s a pity... you didn’t choose right."
Mo Lin naturally had his own reasoning; truly joining Jingming Daoism meant being bound by its restrictions, possibly never returning to the East District.
Mo Lin certainly couldn’t join Jingming Daoism.
Those who followed him up the mountain couldn’t approach now.
An invisible force separated them from Mo Lin.
Each one ahead was a mountain for Mo Lin.
Mo Lin himself was uncertain of his odds of victory.
Until the battle commenced, no one had revealed their trump cards.
No one knew how powerful their trump cards were.
"Is this it?"
Mo Lin said coldly to Yin Qi, "Bring out all your tricks."
Mo Lin didn’t believe Yin Qi only had so few means.
"Want to see tricks? I’ll show you."
Yin Qi waved his hand towards the sky.
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
The sound was like a millstone.
The sound rose from the ground.
"Cackle cackle cackle..."
"Help me..."
"I don’t want to die..."
"I’m still so young... I don’t want to die..."
Soon after, the shrieks of Fierce Ghosts echoed around.
Silver-white light surged from the ground.
Centered around Mo Lin, everything was instantly engulfed by the silver-white light.
"Soul Stealing Life-taking Array."
Hu Haqi exclaimed as he looked in Mo Lin’s direction.
This was no ordinary array.
This array wasn’t summoned easily.
To execute the array requires sacrificing thousands of lives and offering up one’s own life, enabling an array of such scale.
This array could even cause the Three Immortals headaches if caught inside.
Mo Lin’s body trembled sharply, as though his body was becoming transparent.
His vitality and strength were siphoned by the array.
Strands of white smoke were extracted from Mo Lin’s body.
The battle hadn’t started, but Mo Lin was already showing signs of defeat.
"Hum... Ha..."
The Heng and Ha Generals simultaneously exhaled a breath of yellow Qi, resisting the attack from the array, preventing Mo Lin’s lifeforce from being drained.
"Mo Lin!"
Star Constellation Snake Immortal scolded Mo Lin, "Are you still not surrendering?"
To put it harshly, they were demanding Mo Lin to plead for mercy, but on a gentler note, they were offering a path for him to survive.
Familiarity indeed makes a difference.
Star Constellation Snake Immortal, in front of the other two Immortals, Two Buddhas, openly offered Mo Lin a way to live.
Even Yin Qi didn’t intervene.
Though aware she was giving Mo Lin a chance, he dared not protest.
"I want to fight." Mo Lin clearly declared.
Upon hearing these words, Yin Qi released his tightly clenched fist.
Let out a deep sigh of relief.
He was frightened to death.
If Mo Lin genuinely pleaded, he couldn’t do anything to him.
Fool...
Facing inevitable death yet refusing to flee; isn’t that foolish?
Mo Lin refusing to leave had his reasons.
This battle, held significant importance for Mo Lin.
This battle concerned Mo Jingmei’s life.
Similarly, this battle would allow Mo Lin to ascertain his own capabilities.
At the very least, Mo Lin would understand how strong he needed to possess to overthrow the East District.
"Whatever." Star Constellation Snake Immortal said coolly.
Since Mo Lin wanted to fight, then fight it is.
She wouldn’t hold back either.
She had given Mo Lin a way out on more than one occasion.
Mo Lin had repeatedly declined.
Star Constellation Snake Immortal had no choice but to strike.