Chapter 742 - 740: Immortal, Save Me
There’s no mistaking it, this is the aura of the Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy.
To prevent anyone from causing trouble here, they even summoned a Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy.
This man is named Su Liang.
Su Liang raised his right hand, the palm revealing a character for "Spring."
His palm faced Mo Lin, descending towards him.
The enormous "Spring" character hovered above Mo Lin’s head, unleashing a terrifying force that pressed him down beneath it.
Mo Lin felt as though his hands and feet were bound, unable to move his body.
Years ago, facing the Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy, Mo Lin would have surely felt the pressure and likely been defeated.
But now, a few years have passed, and Mo Lin has grown.
Mo Lin activated the Netherworld Lord Seal, connecting with Beihai.
The power of countless ghosts from Beihai surged into Mo Lin’s body instantly.
Mo Lin’s aura began to rise dramatically.
Thick Ghost Qi erupted from Mo Lin’s eyes, nose, and ears.
The pitch-black Ghost Qi condensed around Mo Lin, forming a dark black robe.
The robe bore a character for "Lord."
The fearsome Ghost Qi gathered in Mo Lin’s palm, and the next moment shattered the "Spring" character that suppressed him.
Su Liang gave Mo Lin a surprised look.
Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from Mo Lin, he took a deep breath.
"Netherlord?"
"I didn’t expect you to have reached this stage."
The Netherlord level is already beyond mere minions.
It’s not the kind that can be easily slaughtered.
Mo Lin’s realm is unstable and not a true Netherlord.
Even if Mo Lin borrowed the power of ghosts to possess the Netherlord’s strength.
But... this is ultimately the power of a Netherlord.
"Do you want a fight?" Mo Lin questioned Su Liang.
"Forget it, I’m not getting involved." Su Liang waved his hand helplessly.
It’s not out of fear.
It’s just that at this level, action signifies life or death.
It requires a price, even if not death, his magic would be depleted.
It’s not worth it.
Mo Lin leapt up, his fist swinging fiercely toward the Thunder-strike Wood.
Electricity twined around Mo Lin’s hand, sending a tingling sensation.
This Thunder-strike Wood is no ordinary object, resisting Mo Lin’s Netherlord power without wavering.
The high-ranking man’s expression grew increasingly grim.
If they were to take action again, it would be a matter of life and death.
Either back down, or today decide life and death.
"Netherlord-level Ghost Cultivator... you truly are the number one Ghost Cultivator in the East District." the high-ranking man snorted coldly, his tone filled with reluctance.
As his words fell, he retracted the Thunder-strike Wood.
His attitude made it clear, unwilling to clash with Mo Lin to the end.
Even someone who exhausted their strength at Ten Thousand Peaks Mountain could be this strong.
It’s hard to imagine how terrifying Mo Lin would be at peak strength.
The Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy also didn’t want to struggle with Mo Lin.
The high-ranking man likewise admitted defeat.
Mo Lin’s strength silenced those unconvinced.
"Who agrees to coexist?"
This question from Mo Lin seemed to inquire, but in reality, it was a threat to everyone present.
Even the Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy didn’t want to fight with Mo Lin, so who else dared to provoke Mo Lin?
Even if this group was dissatisfied, holding a grudge, they could only stifle their feelings.
Either provoke Mo Lin and be slapped to death by him.
Or stand obediently to the right, refusing coexistence.
"I submit to you." a man said to Mo Lin.
Then he obediently went to stand on the right.
Following that, people gradually moved to the right side to stand.
Previously, the left side was full of people, but as Mo Lin threatened, they gradually moved to the right.
Even though the high-ranking man felt unwilling in his heart, there was nothing he could do.
At least for now, he wasn’t willing to openly oppose Mo Lin.
"Since none of you agree to coexist, the coexistence plan is temporarily shelved." the high-ranking man slowly announced.
If Mo Lin hadn’t been forceful enough in his refusal, perhaps the coexistence plan would have already been achieved.
"Mo Lin, although you’ve stopped the coexistence, Cannibal Cultivation is an unstoppable trend.
You can’t block it." the high-ranking man coldly reminded Mo Lin.
It’s true, unless Mo Lin massacred every cultivator in the East District.
Otherwise, he couldn’t block the trend of Cannibal Cultivation.
As long as one is a cultivator, who doesn’t wish to become stronger?
The path of cultivation is one that all cultivators must walk.
Whether it’s the Lower Third-class Immortal Technique School.
The Upper Nine Streams Immortal Technique School.
The Ghost-Controlling School.
The Immortal Control School.
The Immortal Technique School.
The Magic School.
The Sacrificial Spirit School.
Daoist Cultivator, Ghost Cultivator.
Eventually, everyone will return to the same starting line.
Cultivation is a step everyone must take.
Everyone is crossing the river by feeling the stones, and hasn’t discovered the future road.
Cannibal Cultivation is a shortcut that no one will refuse.
Except for Mo Lin, of course.
After all, Mo Lin has reached the pinnacle on the path of Ghost Cultivation.
"Disperse." the high-ranking man signaled for the meeting to end.
Because of Mo Lin’s appearance, the original plan was disrupted.
This meeting was meaningless, thus had to be dissolved.
Everyone then departed one after another.
Mo Lin left the hall together with Hou Hongfang.
Outside Jin County, Mo Lin sensed several strong presences appear.
"Mo Lin, the opportunity has arrived."
Qu Qing appeared directly in front of Mo Lin, speaking excitedly to him.
"Hmm?" Mo Lin looked at Qu Qing with some confusion, not understanding what Qu Qing meant.
"The master of the Yellow Springs Realm, Huang Shang, is trapped in the Void Sea.
The information is very accurate, this is the best opportunity to exterminate the Yellow Springs Ghost." Qu Qing didn’t appear in the meeting hall earlier.
He went to verify if this information was true.
Now it has been confirmed true.
Qu Qing made a throat-slitting gesture to Mo Lin, "Now is the best chance to eliminate the Yellow Springs Ghost."
"How did she get trapped in the Void Sea?" Mo Lin asked puzzledly.
"They went to the Black Tide in search of treasures, provoked the lord there, and were trapped in the Void Sea in battle." Qu Qing explained to Mo Lin.
"Black Tide? What’s that?" Mo Lin was unfamiliar with the term "Black Tide."
"The Black Shroud that appeared in the East District seven years ago, where there’s no day, only night, known as the Black Tide.
A few terrifying existences emerged inside."
With this said, Mo Lin recalled.
He had once mistakenly entered the Black Tide and later, luckily, survived.
Mo Lin thought carefully for a moment, then said: "Alright, let’s eliminate the Yellow Springs Ghost."
Killing the Yellow Springs Ghost would be akin to severing Huang Shang’s wings.
For Mo Lin, there were only advantages, no disadvantages.
Back then, Huang Shang eradicated Mo Lin’s ghosts.
Now with the opportunity for revenge, Mo Lin certainly wouldn’t miss it.
Mo Lin seemed alone, but actually held command over ten thousand ghosts.
At least in numbers, he was in no way inferior to the Yellow Springs Ghost.
Above Jin County, the clear sky was overcast with dark clouds.
The dark clouds obscured the sky.
A dark shadow fell from midair like a meteor.
"Boom..."
The shadow slammed into the ground.
"Immortal, save me." the shadow cried out in shock before Mo Lin.
"Ghost?"
This ghost was unfamiliar to Mo Lin.
This ghost wasn’t from the Underworld.
"Thump!"
"My master is in peril, please help, Immortal." This ghost had only half its body remaining.
It seemed to have suffered irreparable harm.
"Who are you?" Mo Lin asked perplexed.
"I come from the Nightmare Realm."
The term "Nightmare Realm" was so familiar.
Mo Lin knew the current Lord of Nightmare Realm, and the two had a good relationship.