Chapter 729 - 727: Soul Crisis
"How about it? Do you need my help?" Hui Chen asked Mo Lin.
Mo Lin hesitated for a moment, then nodded and replied, "I do."
If Hui Chen didn’t help, Mo Lin wouldn’t be able to resolve the Possession Seal anytime soon.
"Give me a day to prepare," Hui Chen said slowly to Mo Lin.
Removing a Possession Seal is a troublesome task.
It’s not something that can be solved casually.
This matter involves the soul.
Any minor mistake, and Mo Lin might not be able to let his soul return to his body.
The candlelight stayed lit all night.
Hui Chen was busy all the time.
Preparing many things, yellow paper.
Talisman, bell, incense.
He laid yellow paper in the center of the room, and after finishing these tasks, he went to rest.
Nightfall.
The sound of insects and birds chirping came from outside.
A slight chill drifted from outside.
Mo Lin was lying flat in the center of the hall.
Candles were lit all around.
Hui Chen wore a purple robe, holding a small plate in his right hand, and dipped his forefinger into the chicken blood on the plate, painting on Mo Lin’s body.
At the same time, Hui Chen was reciting Mo Lin’s incantations.
After completing these, Hui Chen shook the bell above Mo Lin’s head with his right hand.
It felt like a ritual for a spiritual passage.
At least, the movements were quite similar.
As the bells rang, Mo Lin felt a wave of dizziness, and his body felt particularly light.
It felt like he was floating.
Looking down, Mo Lin saw his own body.
At this moment, he was aware that his soul had left his body.
Mo Lin’s body had its mouth open, tongue extended, with the color of the Possession Seal on the tongue becoming deeper.
As Mo Lin’s soul left his body,
a sudden chill wind blew through the closed room.
An unknown breeze caused the candle flames to flicker erratically.
"It’s here..."
Hui Chen exclaimed suddenly.
"Bang!"
The door to the hall seemed to be kicked open.
But upon closer inspection, no one was outside.
"Qu Qing, protect the candles," Hui Chen shouted to Qu Qing in the distance.
Qu Qing nodded, raised his right hand, gathered Dao Qi, and shielded the surrounding candlelight.
To prevent the flames from extinguishing.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
It was as if something was running wildly in the room, knocking over chairs.
Soon it also knocked over a nearby table.
"Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad bends the universe, bestows upon me Thunder Skill to vanquish monsters."
Hui Chen recited.
Different from the Thunder Skill previously used by Daoist Cultivators, this thunder contained Immortal Qi.
Lightning wove a large net in the air, swinging it forward.
The Thunder Skill missed its target.
"Darn," Hui Chen exclaimed in surprise.
The adversary had already entered Mo Lin’s body.
Mo Lin’s body suddenly opened its eyes, with bloodshot threads appearing in the eye sockets.
At the moment Mo Lin opened his eyes, lightning from Hui Chen’s hand struck directly at the center of Mo Lin’s forehead.
"Hou Hongfang, pull the strings," Hui Chen shouted to Hou Hongfang.
Hou Hongfang raised his right hand, and Mo Lin’s limbs were bound with red cords, firmly immobilized.
Mo Lin’s body was restricted.
It seemed as if a soul had occupied Mo Lin’s body, but it couldn’t move due to being restrained.
"Heavenly spirits, earth spirits, I invoke the deity, descend upon me..." Mo Lin slowly said.
"This guy isn’t trying to take over Mo Lin’s body, he’s trying to summon a deity down."
Hui Chen exclaimed in surprise, "Using Mo Lin’s body as a medium to summon a deity."
According to the original plan, as long as the opponent occupied Mo Lin’s body, Hui Chen would have no reservations about expelling the opponent’s soul.
This would settle everything.
But unexpectedly, the other side went all in, summoning a deity.
"Clatter..."
The yellow paper beneath Mo Lin instantly caught fire.
The red cords binding Mo Lin’s body were also burned by flames in an instant.
Mo Lin stood in place, his body appearing very stiff.
"Master, what should we do?" Qu Qing asked Hui Chen.
Hui Chen couldn’t spare the time to answer, raised his right hand, and sent the lightning in his palm towards Mo Lin’s forehead.
Even if it was a deity, if it couldn’t adapt to this body quickly, it could still be expelled.
Flames surged from Mo Lin’s body, directly blocking Hui Chen’s hand.
"Get away..." Mo Lin’s body shouted angrily.
"Just a touch of divinity, acting all mighty."
Hui Chen became furious too; even if the opponent adjusted to Mo Lin’s body, there are ways to drive them out.
Hui Chen raised his right hand, flinging open his purple Daoist robe.
The back of the robe displayed a painting.
Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, depicted in a Dao diagram of the One Qi transforming into Three Purities.
This was his trump card.
"The One Qi transforms into Three Purities.
Now I invoke the Great Purity. Daoist Lord of Heaven.
I ask the Lord to drive the evil spirits for your disciple."
"Whoosh..."
With Hui Chen’s words, the purple Daoist robe instantly ignited.
Purple-gray flames in the air took on the form of a person.
Great Purity. Daoist Lord of Heaven.
Wearing a Taiqing Fish Tail Crown, dressed in nine-colored cloud cotton Eight Trigrams robe, embroidered with the sun, moon, and stars.
Holding a yin-yang jade ruyi.
He vigorously swung the jade ruyi towards Mo Lin’s body.
"Boom..."
The sound was deafening.
Mo Lin’s body stiffened on the spot, lying straight on the ground.
The shred of divinity within Mo Lin’s body was directly obliterated.
The Possession Seal on Mo Lin’s tongue disappeared.
The opponent failed the soul possession, and naturally, the Possession Seal vanished.
After completing these tasks, Hui Chen’s clothes were soaked with sweat.
His strength was nearly exhausted, and he sat on the ground, gasping for air.
Too tired.
He nearly couldn’t handle the pressure on his bones.
Hui Chen’s Daoist Skill had surpassed Qu Qing and the others.
They could even sense it wasn’t on the same level.
"Let Mo Lin’s soul return to his body," Hui Chen motioned.
With the Possession Seal gone, letting the soul return to the body was simple.
"Where’s the soul?"
Qu Qing looked up at the position behind and exclaimed.
They had placed Mo Lin’s soul inside the red lantern in the hall.
But now the light inside the red lantern was out, and Mo Lin’s soul was nowhere to be found.
"Where’s Mo Lin’s soul?" Hou Hongfang also exclaimed.
How could the soul just disappear?
A black Ghost Shadow appeared before everyone.
It was a stunningly beautiful female ghost.
With her appearance, the temperature in the air dropped several degrees.
Even Hou Hongfang involuntarily drew a cold breath in front of this female ghost.
This female ghost was Chen Xi.
Standing up close to Chen Xi revealed just how formidable she really was.
"My master is in danger."
Chen Xi exclaimed, rushing directly toward the direction outside.
"Damn... so protective of her master?
I wish I had such a good ghost too," Hou Hongfang looked enviously at Chen Xi’s back.
Mo Lin’s soul was now fleeing rapidly.
A shadow was pursuing Mo Lin from behind.
Mo Lin was a soul, not a ghost.
These are two different concepts.
The soul is fragile and weaker than even the lowest-grade ghosts.
Whether by a stroke of luck or deliberate machination,
Mo Lin’s soul had originally stayed in the red lantern.
A draft in the hall blew Mo Lin’s soul out.
Then Mo Lin was chased by a ferocious ghost.
It was one thing if it were an ordinary ghost.
But alas, it was a Soul Stealing Ghost.
On ordinary days, Mo Lin would definitely not take a Soul Stealing Ghost seriously.
But in his soul state, Mo Lin naturally feared this Soul Stealing Ghost.