Chapter 743 - 741: Huang Shang, We Finally Meet
Nightmare Realm.
The term is so familiar.
Mo Lin remembered when he first encountered the Nightmare Realm, it was in acquaintance with the Three Nightmare Immortals.
A familiar yet strange term.
Mo Lin had not visited the Nightmare Realm for many years, and he even forgot the name of its master now.
The appearance of this ghost stirred his sealed memories.
Mo Lin hesitated for a moment, as he had many things of his own to handle now.
He simply had no time to solve others’ troubles.
Seeing Mo Lin hesitate, the ghost spoke slowly to Mo Lin, "Senior, if you are willing to rescue my master, the Nightmare Realm will give you a reward that will satisfy you."
Since the ghost said it would be a satisfactory reward for Mo Lin, it shouldn’t be something insignificant.
"I will go after I deal with the matters in the Yellow Springs Realm," Mo Lin slowly said to the ghost.
Prioritize properly.
Mo Lin wanted to deal with Huang Shang’s Yellow Springs Ghost.
Suddenly...a thought flashed through Mo Lin’s mind.
Mo Lin’s eyes brightened as if awakened from a dream.
Why not target Huang Shang?
Now that Huang Shang is trapped in the Void Sea, it’s a heaven-sent opportunity.
Huang Shang and her Yellow Springs Ghost are separated, and there’s no Evil Buddha to assist.
Nor are there evil spirits to help.
Isn’t now the best time to kill Huang Shang?
"Qu Qing, the plan has changed. I’m going to the Void Sea to kill Huang Shang," Mo Lin said word by word to Qu Qing.
Qu Qing’s pupils suddenly contracted, showing a face of surprise.
Truly daring and skillful.
Mo Lin’s thinking was completely different from ordinary people.
While others would think of eliminating the Yellow Springs Ghost, Mo Lin thought of killing Huang Shang.
"But...Huang Shang, she..." Qu Qing was about to say something, but Mo Lin interrupted him.
"Kill her."
The simple two words expressed Mo Lin’s determination.
Qu Qing opened his mouth, but swallowed his words.
Since Mo Lin had made up his mind, he did not stop him anymore.
"The Void Sea is within the Black Tide; we’ll first go to Dragon City, then head east from there, where there’s a road leading to the Void Sea," Qu Qing, familiar with the roads in the East District, said.
With Qu Qing leading the way, Mo Lin and Hou Hongfang followed behind Qu Qing.
.....to the east of Dragon City, an endless plain unfolds.
A pitch-black ridge line in the sky divides the plain in two.
On one side is the normal world, on the other is the night.
Within the night, a turbulent force was surging.
This is the Black Curtain, now also known as the Black Tide.
A special place formed because ghosts invaded the human realm.
Qu Qing leisurely took three Copper Coins out from his pocket.
The Copper Coins were rusty, giving a sense of age.
This wasn’t any special Magical Treasure; it was a Dao Treasure.
It possessed Dao Qi.
"Only those who hold a Dao Treasure can enter the Black Tide without being harmed by it," Qu Qing explained to Mo Lin.
This was wisdom accumulated from previous people who entered the Black Tide.
Mo Lin’s hand reached into the Black Tide, and a chill ran over him.
The sensation was akin to thrusting one’s hand into jelly, stepping into it gave a sticky feeling.
The next moment, the Copper Coins in Mo Lin’s hand emitted a warm-toned glow.
The glow enveloped Mo Lin, protecting him.
The discomfort immediately vanished.
This was the power of the Dao Treasure.
All around was pitch black.
Without the protection of a Dao Treasure, it would be extremely difficult for an ordinary person to survive here.
In the depths of the night, it felt like eyes were staring at Mo Lin.
Mo Lin looked to the left, where there was no one.
Yet Mo Lin felt like someone was watching him from behind.
A creepy sensation.
"I’ve been here before, I know the area well."
Qu Qing, walking ahead, advised Mo Lin, "Nothing from here can be taken out."
Everything here is bizarre."
"The things here are very strange indeed," Hou Hongfang, who had obviously been here before, remarked.
"Who knows what formed the Black Tide; it’s expanding more and more now."
Mo Lin’s hand reached out beyond the protection of the Dao Treasure.
As soon as Mo Lin’s hand touched the darkness, a terrifying sense of devouring surged forth, with the dark power invading his body through his forefinger.
It felt like a living creature, trying to take over his body.
Swiftly retracting his finger, the dark force withdrew.
It was as if this darkness was alive.
The moment Mo Lin touched the darkness, a terrible grudge surged up.
Luckily, Mo Lin’s strength was considerable at present; had he been a bit weaker, he might have lost his sanity just moments ago.
"Patter...Patter..."
Footsteps echoed from afar, coming closer and closer.
A figure wobbled aimlessly in the distance.
This man walked barefoot, his body stiff, moving slowly, without eyeballs, leaving his eye sockets empty.
"This guy lost his mind here, ignore him."
Qu Qing advised Mo Lin, "Don’t touch him."
Mo Lin nodded and did not provoke the mindless person.
Finally...arrived.
A river lay ahead.
A dark liquid with a faint silver glow flowed from this river.
Various wailing sounds came from the depths of the riverbed.
This is the Void Sea Qu Qing described.
Qu Qing pointed across the river to Mo Lin, "Huang Shang is trapped over there."
"There’s another creature there too."
Mo Lin clenched his fist, three years....
He had held back for a full three years...finally, it was time for revenge.
The river was eerie, clearly impossible to wade through.
Who knew what dwelled within these mysterious waters?
"I will send you across."
Upon those words, Qu Qing pulled out a Talisman, sticking it on Mo Lin’s forehead.
A surge of Dao Qi emitted from the Talisman, enveloping Mo Lin.
A tremendous force propelled Mo Lin into the air.
The river was just over three meters wide; using a method akin to throwing, Qu Qing hurled Mo Lin across.
As Mo Lin’s body soared over the river, numerous pitch-black hands emerged from the water.
Limbs densely packed, beyond sight.
Touching the Dao Light, "Zzz..." a sound akin to being burned, white mist erupted.
Unable to touch Mo Lin, the arms retreated back into the river’s depths.
"You two wait for me here," Mo Lin said slowly to Qu Qing and Hou Hongfang.
The two were to wait to extract Mo Lin later.
They were not joining the battle.
This battle was beyond their level to participate in.
Mo Lin’s footsteps on the ground made a rustling sound.
The world was extraordinarily quiet.
No sound at all.
After ten or so minutes of walking.
A space ahead glowed with warm light.
A long sword was lodged in the ground.
This long sword was a Dao Treasure, emitting a warm-toned glow, spreading over an area of more than five hundred meters, protecting a woman within it.
The woman wore yellow clothes, with yellow hair.
Her pallid face entirely devoid of color.
Her cheeks were beautiful, but gave an uncomfortable feeling.
This was the face of a dead person.
"Huang Shang..." Mo Lin gritted his teeth and uttered the two words.
"Three years...a full three years...we finally meet."
Mo Lin slowly approached Huang Shang, entering the protective barrier she set up.
This Dao Qi blocked the darkness, but not Mo Lin.
"Is it you?"
Upon seeing Mo Lin, an aversion flashed in Huang Shang’s eyes, "You didn’t die?"
She had followed Xin Ziruo’s plan and arranged for Su Yunling to kill Mo Lin at Ten Thousand Peaks Mountain.
The Three Immortals went, as well as two Evil Buddhas and an Evil Spirit.
With such a luxurious lineup, how did Mo Lin survive on Ten Thousand Peaks Mountain?