Chapter 737 - 735: Netherlord as King
The Ghost-eating Yaksha looked at Chen Xi’s appearance, baring its fangs, revealing its greed.
Mo Lin was exceptionally calm at this moment.
Even when facing the Ghost-eating Yaksha, he showed no sign of panic.
Long Ke saw that Mo Lin actually wanted to resist and snorted coldly.
"Ignorant."
Long Ke turned his head to the nearby Ghost-eating Yaksha and instructed: "Show your strength."
The Ghost-eating Yaksha, holding a Steel Fork, charged directly at Chen Xi.
Chen Xi spread his hands, and Ghost Qi condensed into a Ghost Blade, slashing toward the Ghost-eating Yaksha.
At the moment the Ghost Blade was about to touch the Ghost-eating Yaksha, it opened its mouth, took a deep breath, and swallowed the approaching Ghost Blade.
Anything condensed from Ghost Qi, it could absorb.
This Ghost-eating Yaksha was born to counter ghosts.
Just in the first round of the encounter, the terrifying nature of the Ghost-eating Yaksha was apparent.
Mo Lin was not in a hurry to act; he waited.
For the right opportunity to strike.
"Mo Lin, Yellow Springs Ghosts are outside. If we don’t leave now, we won’t be able to escape." Hou Hongfang reminded Mo Lin, looking in the direction outside.
He wasn’t afraid of the Ghost-eating Yaksha.
The Ghost-eating Yaksha was effective against Mo Lin’s ghosts, but not against him.
What he was wary of were the Yellow Springs Ghosts outside.
"How many Yellow Springs Ghosts are outside?" Mo Lin asked Hou Hongfang.
"At least more than a thousand, and the most formidable among them is one Yellow Springs Ghost with Immortal Ghost Skill." Hou Hongfang reminded Mo Lin.
The Yellow Springs Ghosts were inherently much stronger than ordinary ghosts.
The sheer number of over a thousand Yellow Springs Ghosts evokes awe.
Especially when there’s one with an Immortal Ghost Skill.
It was truly troublesome.
Hou Hongfang thought Mo Lin would be frightened upon hearing the number of Yellow Springs Ghosts, or at least show some emotional reaction.
But when he saw Mo Lin’s reaction, he was shocked.
Mo Lin was extraordinarily calm, with even a hint of anticipation deep in his eyes.
He seemed utterly unafraid of the Yellow Springs Ghosts.
"I understand." Mo Lin nodded.
Mo Lin’s methods couldn’t be fully displayed here.
"Not leaving?" Hou Hongfang asked Mo Lin, puzzled.
"I’m not leaving; I’m waiting for the Yellow Springs Ghosts to come so I can annihilate them all." Mo Lin said coldly.
Hearing this, Hou Hongfang couldn’t help gasping in shock.
Mo Lin had experienced the battle of Ten Thousand Peaks Mountain and was still this strong?
Chen Xi raised his hand, and the Ghost Qi in his hand pressed against the oncoming Ghost-eating Yaksha.
But this Ghost Qi did not harm the Ghost-eating Yaksha at all.
The Ghost-eating Yaksha rushed forward against the Ghost Qi, throwing out the Steel Fork in its hand.
The Steel Fork pierced Chen Xi’s arm.
Chen Xi had to sever the arm and then retreat backward.
It felt like fire encountering water.
Chen Xi had skills, but facing the Ghost-eating Yaksha, he couldn’t exert any power.
This feeling was particularly frustrating.
"Come out." Mo Lin snorted coldly.
"Boom..."
A pillar-like beam of pitch-black Ghost Qi shot straight into the sky.
One ghost after another appeared in mid-air.
Mo Lin summoned thirty thousand ghosts.
This group of ghosts surrounded the Ghost-eating Yaksha.
"It’s useless."
Long Ke taunted Mo Lin: "Even if you had thirty thousand, or even three million or thirty million ghosts,
they wouldn’t harm the Ghost-eating Yaksha at all.
These ghosts are just sustenance for the Ghost-eating Yaksha."
Long Ke wasn’t boasting; he was stating a fact.
The Ghost-eating Yaksha let out a raging roar and charged into the group of ghosts.
Like a wolf among sheep.
Tearing apart Mo Lin’s ghosts.
Even Chu Xing was forced to retreat by the Ghost-eating Yaksha.
Qu Qing frowned seeing Mo Lin suffer.
"Mo Lin, it’s no use; this Ghost-eating Yaksha counters your ghosts.
Let’s go back."
To put it nicely, it’s retreating; to put it bluntly, it’s running away.
In just a few breaths, the Ghost-eating Yaksha had slain hundreds of ghosts.
This was not just countering.
It was a complete massacre.
Mo Lin didn’t speak, coldly watching the Ghost-eating Yaksha.
Mo Lin opened his hands, raising his palms toward the sky.
"Five Viscera Ghost-Controlling Technique!"
Mo Lin snorted coldly.
This was another method from the Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill.
Ghost-Controlling.
It was similar to the True Martial Ghost-Controlling Skill, but more mysterious.
A violent vortex formed on the ground with Mo Lin at its center.
In the air, all the ghosts turned into streams of Ghost Qi, converging onto Mo Lin’s body.
At this moment, all the ghosts rushed toward Mo Lin.
Mo Lin’s position was entirely covered by Ghost Qi.
A few breaths passed, and the terrifying aura gradually disappeared.
Over thirty thousand ghosts vanished simultaneously, as if Mo Lin had absorbed them.
The surrounding smoke dissipated, revealing Mo Lin’s situation.
Mo Lin stood alone on the ground.
From his seven apertures, pitch-black Ghost Qi bubbled forth.
He seemed devoid of any human aura.
Unrecognizable as either human or ghost.
This was Mo Lin’s Five Viscera Ghost-Controlling Technique.
The Five Viscera Ghost-Controlling Technique had two abilities.
The first was to enhance the ghosts’ power.
The second was to gather the power of ten thousand ghosts to strengthen himself.
The Ghost Qi around Mo Lin emitted a faint gray light.
His feet hovered off the ground, stepping in mid-air.
The Ghost-eating Yaksha raised its Steel Fork, fiercely stabbing toward Mo Lin’s chest.
The action was swift; in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Mo Lin, the Steel Fork a meter away when Mo Lin raised his hand.
He caught the Ghost-eating Yaksha’s Steel Fork.
In the distance, Qu Qing and others were dumbfounded.
This Ghost-eating Yaksha possessed a level of power with Immortal Ghost Skill.
For Mo Lin to catch its weapon barehanded, did that not prove Mo Lin was stronger than the Ghost-eating Yaksha?
Mo Lin forcefully swung and released the Steel Fork in his hand.
The Ghost-eating Yaksha’s body rolled in the air before crashing to the ground.
The ghosts within him continually provided Mo Lin with strength.
At this moment, it seemed as if Mo Lin possessed an inexhaustible power.
The Ghost-eating Yaksha, unwilling to concede, declared, "Immortal Ghost Skill, Soul Piercing."
To force the Ghost-eating Yaksha to use an Immortal Ghost Skill, Mo Lin’s fearsome power was evident.
The Ghost-eating Yaksha lifted the Steel Fork in its hand, flinging it toward Mo Lin.
The Steel Fork tumbled through the air, racing toward Mo Lin.
The simple-looking move was fraught with peril.
As soon as this Steel Fork touched a body, it would immediately devour and destroy the person’s soul.
This was an Immortal Ghost Skill, a lethal technique designed to claim lives.
Mo Lin raised his left hand forward, thumb touching index finger in a flicking motion.
A small black dot exploded in the air like a bomb, blocking the Ghost-eating Yaksha’s Immortal Skill Ghost.
Seeing Mo Lin effortlessly block his Immortal Skill Ghost, the Ghost-eating Yaksha let out an enraged roar.
He was furious; his skin gradually turned red, and his wings quickened their flapping.
"Yedou has ghosts, Yin Department for officials.
Netherlord is king."
Qu Qing murmured to himself, looking at Mo Lin: "He’s clearly human, so why do the ghosts acknowledge him?"
"What do you mean?" Hou Hongfang asked in confusion.
"Controlling ghosts is ultimately not your own power."
"Mo Lin has already surpassed ’controlling’; he’s transforming the power of ghosts into his own."
Just as Qu Qing was about to explain and felt it wasn’t quite right, he corrected himself, "No... no...
These ghosts have elevated Mo Lin to the power of the Netherlord.
The king of Yedou."
This description was slightly more accurate.
"He... has succeeded." Qu Qing supplemented, looking at Mo Lin.