Chapter 764 - 762: Zhu Ci’s Soul
Under Mo Lin’s absolute power, the Yellow Springs Ghosts didn’t even have the ability to resist.
It’s important to note that although Mo Lin is not truly of the Netherlord Realm, he can possess its power under certain circumstances.
These surrounding Yellow Springs Ghosts can sense the aura.
Would Mo Lin lie at his current level?
At least to ghosts, he wouldn’t lie.
And there’s no need to lie.
Ghosts also have their own intuition.
"Get up, all of you get up." Yedou shouted at the kneeling Yellow Springs Ghosts.
None of the surrounding Yellow Springs Ghosts paid him any mind.
They remained kneeling on the ground.
"Stand up." Mo Lin coldly said.
The surrounding ghosts quickly rose and stood up.
Yedou panicked.
He was not a Ghost Cultivator, let alone understand why Mo Lin could make this group of ghosts submit to him with just a word.
"Mo Lin, I’m not afraid of you."
Yedou shouted sternly.
He raised his palm, casting a Daoist Skill, summoning a lightning bolt from thin air.
A bolt of lightning struck down on Mo Lin from the sky.
Mo Lin stood his ground, not dodging, allowing the lightning to strike him.
Unscathed.
This Daoist Skill caused no harm at all.
"Immortal Technique: Condensed Sword."
Yedou used an Immortal Technique, condensing a long sword to slash at Mo Lin.
An ineffective Immortal Technique.
It wasn’t even an Upper Nine Streams Immortal Technique.
He didn’t possess Immortal Qi, and appeared especially inept before Mo Lin.
Mo Lin made a sleeve-flailing motion, breaking Yedou’s Immortal Technique with just that single movement.
Yedou felt his scalp prickle with fear, his eyes revealing terror.
Too terrifying...
Mo Lin was stronger than before.
Even Immortal Techniques could be easily blocked.
This has reached a certain realm.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so strong.
To confront Mo Lin, one needs either Immortal Qi or to be even stronger.
At least now, Yedou was not Mo Lin’s match.
No wonder he could survive Ten Thousand Peaks Mountain.
"Run."
Yedou had only one thought at this moment, and that was to escape.
He couldn’t defeat Mo Lin.
Mo Lin suddenly flashed and appeared before Yedou.
Mo Lin placed his hand on Yedou’s shoulder, Ghost Qi pouring into Yedou’s body.
"Ah.."
Yedou let out a heart-wrenching scream.
Ghost Qi rampaged within Yedou’s body.
Destroying his body, crippling Yedou’s Daoist Skills.
"Where is Xin Ziruo?"
Mo Lin questioned Yedou, holding him like a dead dog.
"I don’t know." Yedou refused to reveal a single word.
Mo Lin prepared to use the Soul Summoning Art on him.
Summoning his soul.
"Yedou," Mo Lin called.
Yedou’s soul slowly appeared, not giving Mo Lin a chance to speak.
"Bang!"
Yedou’s soul shattered directly, then disappeared in the air.
It must be Xin Ziruo’s forbidden method to prevent Yedou from being summoned.
She seemed very afraid of others knowing about her.
With Yedou’s soul gone, the person naturally perished too.
"Come over." Mo Lin waved to a Yellow Springs Ghost.
"Netherlord sir." The Yellow Springs Ghost approached and greeted Mo Lin respectfully.
Although Mo Lin is not the true Netherlord now.
But it was only a matter of time before he became the Netherlord.
And Mo Lin already had the Netherlord’s aura.
Calling Mo Lin such was quite normal.
These Yellow Springs Ghosts respected Mo Lin for two reasons.
The first reason, Mo Lin was once their master.
The second reason, Mo Lin is the Netherlord.
All this occurred after Huang Shang died.
"Have you seen Zhu Ci’s soul?" Mo Lin asked the Yellow Springs Ghost.
"I have, in the Yellow Springs Realm."
"And Wu Wei?" Mo Lin asked again.
"Also in the Yellow Springs Realm." The Yellow Springs Ghost answered again.
"Take me to them."
So the Yellow Springs Ghost took Mo Lin to the Yellow Springs Realm.
Zhu Zizai remained at Taiyue Mountain.
The entrance from Taiyue Mountain to the Yellow Springs Realm was a tunnel condensed from Ghost Qi.
This tunnel required hundreds of Yellow Springs Ghosts to input Ghost Qi to activate.
Yellow Ghost Qi wrapped Mo Lin, taking him into the Yellow Springs Realm.
Yellow sand filled the air.
The surrounding environment turned illusionary, some places even disappearing.
It sharply contrasted with when Mo Lin first came to the Yellow Springs Realm over a decade ago.
As if this world was about to vanish.
"What’s going on?" Mo Lin asked confusedly.
"The Yellow Springs Realm is about to disappear."
The Yellow Springs Ghost replied to Mo Lin, "I’m not too sure of the specifics, but similar places will all disappear someday."
He said that similar places like Yedou would also face this fate.
The Yellow Springs Ghost led Mo Lin to where Wu Wei was detained.
Here was a chasm.
A deep pit flowed with lava-like flames.
Wu Wei’s body was submerged in the flames, enduring the torment.
He seemed accustomed to such punishment; he showed no obvious reactions.
Over time, he would disappear one day.
"Wu Wei!"
Mo Lin shouted.
Wu Wei abruptly opened his eyes.
"Lord Mo Lin... Why are you here?
Could it be Huang Shang has captured you again?" At the sight of Mo Lin, he instinctively thought Mo Lin was captured by Huang Shang.
"I’m here to rescue you."
Mo Lin calmly said to Wu Wei.
"It’s useless, even if I go out it’s meaningless.
I cannot disobey Huang Shang’s commands."
Mentioning Huang Shang, Wu Wei’s tone carried a sigh.
"Huang Shang is dead.
I need your help to exterminate the Evil Buddha." Mo Lin slowly said.
"Ah... dead?"
Wu Wei exclaimed, initially disbelieving.
But because Mo Lin said it, Wu Wei had no choice but to believe.
"How did she die?
Who killed her?" Wu Wei asked Mo Lin.
"She died in the Black Tide; I killed her." Mo Lin slowly replied.
As his words fell, Mo Lin raised his right hand, unleashing pitch-black Ghost Qi.
The Ghost Qi, like a fierce wind, surged into the lava, forcefully squeezing the lava aside, creating a path.
"Is this... the Netherlord’s aura?" Wu Wei felt the aura from Mo Lin.
His despairing face showed delight.
"Lord Mo Lin, you can now stand on your own."
His voice was full of satisfaction.
He had witnessed Mo Lin’s growth all the way.
With the Netherlord aura, anyone facing Mo Lin had to weigh carefully.
Mo Lin grabbed Wu Wei and rescued him.
Wu Wei’s body was very weak.
He wasn’t as strong as he was years ago.
In the lava, his Ghost Qi dwindled.
"Do you know where Zhu Ci’s soul is?" Mo Lin asked Wu Wei.
"I know, follow me."
Wu Wei led the way up front.
Mo Lin followed behind him.
They arrived at a palace.
It didn’t fit with the surrounding environment.
The entire palace was pitch black.
All colors were dark black.
Exuding a chilling aura.
This aura was unlike Ghost aura.
Ghost aura was of resentment.
This chilly aura was of extreme malice.
The palace was very small.
In the central position of the main hall was a coffin.
Inside the transparent coffin lay Zhu Ci’s soul.
Three books floated in the air.
Three Yellow Springs Books.
These Yellow Springs Books were both blessing and curse.
Because of the Yellow Springs Books, Zhu Ci ended up in this state.
"What’s this place for?" Mo Lin asked Wu Wei.
"I don’t know, I’ve never been in here.
Only Huang Shang often came in, and she’d stay for a long time each time." Wu Wei replied truthfully to Mo Lin.