Chapter 738 - 736: Eradication
Qu Qing is a Four Lives Reincarnation Immortal, and he knows more than Hou Hongfang.
Knowledgeable.
"What do you mean?" Hou Hongfang still didn’t quite understand.
There’s no helping it; he really doesn’t know much about ghosts.
He’s not even a Ghost-Controlling Master, so he knows relatively little.
"He is now at the pinnacle of Ghost-Controlling.
The first person of all time.
A hundred years later, or even three hundred years later, no one will be able to match him." Qu Qing said again.
"Netherlord? What’s that?"
Hou Hongfang asked puzzledly: "Why are you making up words?
I’ve never heard of it before."
"It’s a position in the Underworld, above the Yin Department." Qu Qing explained.
Mo Lin felt the power entering his body.
He had always been at the Yin Department level, never taking a step forward.
With the blessing of ten thousand ghosts, Mo Lin even possessed the strength to face the Netherlord.
Mo Lin’s current state was bizarre, with a light gray ghost Qi enveloping him.
Mo Lin’s pupils emanated a dark glow.
In the distance... Yellow Springs Ghosts were approaching.
More than a thousand Yellow Springs Ghosts appeared like an army, the ghost Qi like Yellow Sand enveloped Mo Lin.
The Yellow Springs Ghost, Jie Xin, launched a sneak attack on Mo Lin from behind.
Mo Lin turned his hand and slapped it, directly blocking Jie Xin’s sneak attack.
Jie Xin was a ghost who possessed Immortal Ghost Skill.
"No... why are you?
Aren’t you from the Yin Department?" Jie Xin exclaimed in surprise at Mo Lin.
He had seen Mo Lin before, Mo Lin used to be a member of the Yin Department.
But what’s with the current situation?
Why was Mo Lin exuding the aura of a king?
This aura, isn’t it the Netherlord’s aura?
Moreover, the Underworld inheritance had long been broken, and no one had ever been appointed as the Netherlord.
Why had Mo Lin become the Netherlord?
Mo Lin ignored Jie Xin’s words, he glanced around, then said: "I suppose everyone is here."
With these words, Mo Lin’s palm suddenly slammed onto the ground.
The pitch-black ghost Qi surged into the ground with Mo Lin’s hand.
Mo Lin then suddenly lifted his hand as if pulling out a turnip.
"Clattering..."
The array that others had set to seal the ghost Qi in Beihai was forcibly torn out by Mo Lin.
After the array was broken, the ghost Qi in Beihai immediately became chaotic.
Like a volcanic eruption, the ghost Qi surged wildly.
Accurately speaking, Mo Lin was not truly the Netherlord.
He just used the power of ten thousand ghosts to forcibly gain the strength of a Netherlord.
Mo Lin swung both his left and right hands at the same time, making a clapping motion.
"Seal the city."
The ghost Qi on the ground seemed to understand human speech.
The Qi condensed into a pitch-black circle, instantly covering the entire Beihai.
Mo Lin did this to prevent any Yellow Springs Ghosts from escaping.
Mo Lin charged into the Yellow Springs Ghosts, swinging his right hand in a punch, and with this punch, directly smashed one Yellow Springs Ghost.
The next moment, Mo Lin swung his fist again, and with this punch, similarly wiped out another Yellow Springs Ghost.
Mo Lin seemed to exist as an invincible being.
Jie Xin had no hesitation, as Mo Lin continued slaughtering Yellow Springs Ghosts, he dashed toward the edge of the Beihai seal.
He wanted to escape.
A ghost possessing Immortal Ghost Skill level, after just one exchange with Mo Lin, was ready to flee.
If this were known, people would die laughing.
Seeing the situation was dire, Long Ke grabbed the Ghost-eating Yaksha and prepared to escape.
He had even prepared the Ghost-eating Yaksha, thinking Mo Lin would certainly die here.
Unexpectedly, Mo Lin still had tricks up his sleeve.
"Netherlord?"
If there had to be a comparison, Mo Lin’s current realm was about the same as the Yellow Springs Realm or Huang Shang.
Even if there’s a difference, it wouldn’t be too far off.
Mo Lin swung his hand backward and slapped another Yellow Springs Ghost into a Scattered Soul.
His body shivered suddenly.
A sense of exhaustion surged up.
Mo Lin realized that time was running out.
He couldn’t maintain this state for long.
Mo Lin felt slightly regretful.
If he could stay in this state, Mo Lin would definitely go to attack the Yellow Springs Realm tomorrow.
To annihilate Huang Shang.
Since time was short, Mo Lin stopped playing.
Mo Lin raised his hand, and the surrounding ghost Qi began to converge towards him.
Mo Lin frantically absorbed the ghost Qi around him, and he snapped his fingers with his thumb.
"Whoosh..."
The black hole-like Netherlord Realm power spread instantly.
Like ripples, the power expanded outward.
The Yellow Springs Ghosts near Mo Lin were touched by this terrifying force and were instantly wiped out.
In the distance, Jie Xin was preparing to escape.
He turned around and saw the terrifying power rushing towards him, ready to resist but it was too late.
Jie Xin was swallowed by the force.
Just like seawater engulfing land.
In the distance, the Ghost-eating Yaksha was also engulfed by this terrible power.
Long Ke collapsed onto the ground; he understood he was doomed.
Yet after a few breaths, he was still alive.
Mo Lin seemed intentionally to let him live.
Everything returned to peace.
All Yellow Springs Ghosts were annihilated.
The previously arrogant Ghost-eating Yaksha was also exterminated by Mo Lin.
It’s as if those things had never appeared at all.
Hou Hongfang looked at Mo Lin, then at the surroundings, unable to help but gasp in shock.
"Too terrifying."
There were more than a thousand Yellow Springs Ghosts, and yet they couldn’t last more than a few breaths under Mo Lin’s hands.
The difference was vast between having ghosts and not.
With ghosts, Mo Lin even gained a few extra layers of confidence in doing things.
Mo Lin’s body was completely drained of power.
Over thirty thousand orderly ghosts emerged from Mo Lin’s body.
This group of ghosts greedily absorbed Beihai’s ghost Qi.
For ghosts, this ghost Qi was a great tonic.
Mo Lin also released the remaining ghosts from the Judge’s Pen, allowing them to absorb Beihai’s ghost Qi.
Long Ke now lay on the ground, without any struggle.
"You answer whatever I ask, and I’ll let you die quickly."
Mo Lin coldly said to Long Ke: "If you don’t cooperate with me, I will refine your soul into a ghost.
Put your soul on a candle to roast, so you won’t find peace even in death."
Long Ke bowed his head, "Ask away."
He had no desire to resist anymore.
Even the Ghost-eating Yaksha was killed.
How could he possibly be a match for Mo Lin?
"Do you have a connection with Jingming Daoism?" Mo Lin asked Long Ke curiously.
"Yes, I am the tenth generation disciple of Jingming Daoism." Long Ke frankly told Mo Lin.
"Jingming Daoism, how come it has Ghost-eating Yakshas?" Mo Lin continued to ask.
Ghost-eating Yakshas need to be fed with human blood, and a lot of it.
If Jingming Daoism is raising Ghost-eating Yakshas, then how is it different from an evil cult?
"My master gave it to me."
Long Ke honestly confessed: "My master is a ninth-generation disciple."
The ninth-generation disciple has quite a voice in Jingming Daoism.
"What about Zhen Lingling? Do you know her?" Mo Lin asked Long Ke.
"Oh, I know."
Long Ke thought for a moment and answered Mo Lin: "She went to Jingming Daoism a year ago and met my master.
She seemed to be an Evil Cultivator, teaching my master some techniques for capturing people, blood consumption, and soul refining for immortality.
This Ghost-eating Yaksha was apparently also given to my master by her."
Long Ke’s words were like a thunder strike to Mo Lin.
Mo Lin’s first reaction was whether Long Ke was lying.