Chapter 762 - 760: The Tables Have Turned
"Three Cyan Immortals." Mo Lin called out to the sky.
A pitch-black figure in the sky shot forward like a meteor, moving even faster.
In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Mo Lin.
The Three Cyan Immortals blocked in front of Mo Lin, raising a hand, with Ghost Qi warding off the front.
As the Three Cyan Immortals’ arm touched that Magic Power,
her entire arm was instantly destroyed.
Although she is a ghost, such consumption is terrifying.
In the instant her arm was destroyed, that destructive force spread from her arm to her chest.
If this force were allowed to devour, the Three Cyan Immortals would die.
The Three Cyan Immortals reacted swiftly, mobilizing all her strength, with a tri-colored Ghost Qi manifesting.
Forcefully, she blocked the dreadful force.
Magic Power collided with the tri-colored Ghost Qi.
Only when the tri-colored Ghost Qi was exhausted did it block a full-force strike from Yin Qi.
This tri-colored Ghost Qi was not just any ordinary Ghost Qi.
It was the entire power of the Nightmare Realm, the original power of the Three Cyan Immortals.
Now the tri-colored Ghost Qi was completely gone.
The Three Cyan Immortals were thoroughly weakened, her overall strength even less than that of Chu Xing.
The mighty Lord of Nightmare Realm was nearly obliterated by a single move from Yin Qi.
This shows the extent of Yin Qi’s power.
Yet it was due to the previous battle with Six-Eared Mingyue that Yin Qi wasn’t at full strength.
The Three Cyan Immortals lay miserably on the ground.
Half of her left side was gone.
Even the Ghost Qi couldn’t be repaired in a short time.
She needed to return to Nightmare Realm to slowly recuperate.
"Lord Mo Lin, take action." The Three Cyan Immortals disregarded her own injuries and reminded Mo Lin.
Yin Qi, having employed the Magic Power of Ding Mao God, was in a weakened state like Mo Lin.
That was entirely natural.
Such a terrifying killer move couldn’t possibly be used repeatedly, could it?
Wouldn’t that make one invincible?
As for the Postnatal Race being able to repeatedly use Immortal Techniques, it was because of the Bloodline Immortal Technique.
"Damn... damn..."
Yin Qi clenched his teeth and roared unwillingly.
Even this didn’t kill it.
Why?
If looks could kill, Yin Qi’s gaze would have killed Mo Lin dozens, if not hundreds, of times.
He was clearly confident of victory.
Yet the Three Cyan Immortals appeared, sparing no cost to protect Mo Lin.
Yin Qi’s gaze shifted to the distance.
If Yun Xia hadn’t left now, today’s outcome might have been different.
But alas... If only.
Mo Lin slowly stood up, a pitch-black longsword appearing in his hand.
Mo Lin swung the longsword, slashing towards Yin Qi.
"Boom!"
An invisible force shielded Yin Qi.
The pitch-black longsword in Mo Lin’s hand stopped less than half a meter from Yin Qi.
It couldn’t get any closer to Yin Qi.
This was the power of Ding Mao God’s Guardian Divine.
Protecting Yin Qi, preventing anyone from harming him.
"Hahaha..."
Seeing that Mo Lin couldn’t harm him, Yin Qi let out a cold laugh.
"Mo Lin, it seems you’ll be disappointed.
You cannot kill me."
A surge of Magic Power entered Yin Qi’s body, making him less vulnerable.
Giving him the ability to escape.
Yin Qi knew clearly, at this moment, his only option was to flee.
"Ghosts, hear my command."
Mo Lin snorted coldly.
Surrounding ghosts blocked all around, as dense as could be seen.
At this moment, Mo Lin was still summoning ghosts from Beihai.
"Kill him."
With that command from Mo Lin,
tens of thousands of ghosts went berserk.
The ghosts, like hornets from a destroyed hive, recklessly charged at Yin Qi.
Once a ghost was slain, more surged forward endlessly.
Ten minutes...
Twenty minutes...
Thirty minutes...
An hour passed.
The Guardian Divine power shielding Yin Qi finally couldn’t hold, being breached by the multitude of ghosts.
Like a dam at the end of the road.
Ghosts instantly swarmed over Yin Qi, devouring his body.
Thus, Yin Qi fell.
This battle nearly razed the entire county to the ground.
Mo Lin evolved from that schemed Little Yin Si in the past.
Step by step becoming a figure who made everyone tremble with fear.
After Chen Xi and the ghosts divided Yin Qi, they vanished one after another, returning to Beihai.
To be summoned again when needed by Mo Lin.
The ghostly shadow of the Three Cyan Immortals appeared beside Mo Lin.
She had shielded Mo Lin from a lethal blow.
Without her help, in this battle, Mo Lin’s fate would have been uncertain.
"Lord Mo Lin, I need to leave first." The Three Cyan Immortals said weakly to Mo Lin.
Not giving Mo Lin a chance to speak, she disappeared, returning to Nightmare Realm.
If she didn’t return soon, she might perish.
...
"Deprived of my magic... shattered my Dao heart... I will not forget.
Don’t provoke me... Why must all of you be my enemy..."
Six-Eared Mingyue suddenly awoke, looking at her surroundings.
She realized she had been having nightmares and had been talking in her sleep.
"Did I escape?" Six-Eared Mingyue murmured to herself.
She got up and left the room.
Only then did she discover that she was at the Gen Family.
In the courtyard, Mo Lin and Zhu Zizai were discussing something.
Zhu Zizai had gained a lot of white hair, appearing much older.
"Mo Lin, why are you still chatting here?"
Six-Eared Mingyue urged Mo Lin: "Hurry and completely refine the divinity of True Monarch of Pure Origin and Profound Dao.
Yin Qi and the others will surely come for revenge."
"Alas... it’s a pity I can’t use the tribe’s power now, otherwise I’d definitely help you."
Six-Eared Mingyue thought for a moment, then said: "No worries, I have a tribal treasure.
Even if Yin Qi comes, we are fearless.
After all, you now represent a formidable fighting force."
"It’s okay now."
Mo Lin reassured Six-Eared Mingyue.
"Okay? What do you mean?" Six-Eared Mingyue asked puzzled.
"Yin Qi is already dead, he won’t come for revenge." Zhu Zizai explained to Six-Eared Mingyue.
"Dead?"
Six-Eared Mingyue exclaimed, "How is that possible?
He possessed the Guardian Divine power.
How could he die?"
Guardian Divine power is no worse than the tribal treasure of the Six-Eared Race.
It is Magic Power.
Possessing absolute destructive capabilities.
Even if Yin Qi were defeated, he could rely on that Magic Power to escape.
Six-Eared Mingyue couldn’t fathom why Yin Qi would be dead.
Couldn’t imagine the reason for Yin Qi’s death.
Even if Mo Lin obtained a sliver of the divinity of True Monarch of Pure Origin and Profound Dao.
Relying on a sliver of divinity couldn’t easily kill Yin Qi.
Upon reaching a certain level of power.
Killing someone of the same level becomes particularly difficult.
Unless it is an overwhelming force.
"Yes, dead." Mo Lin nodded, answering Six-Eared Mingyue.
Upon hearing this, Six-Eared Mingyue believed it.
Six-Eared Mingyue gave Mo Lin a thumbs-up, "Impressive."
Without any exaggerated emotions, it was purely from the heart, thinking Mo Lin was impressive.
When she first met Mo Lin.
Mo Lin only wielded the Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship.
At that time, Six-Eared Mingyue could easily overwhelm him.
But in just a few years, Mo Lin had already grown to be a force to reckon with.
"Roles have reversed."
Mo Lin slowly said: "From now on, the roles in the cat and mouse game have swapped."
Mo Lin recalled something and spoke to Six-Eared Mingyue.
"Your tribe sent people to take you back."
Six-Eared Mingyue’s body involuntarily shivered, her lips turning pale.
"I know."
Seeing Six-Eared Mingyue’s reluctance, Mo Lin comforted her.
"If you don’t wish to return, you can stay here.
I assure you, no one dares to do anything to you."
It wasn’t just boasting; now Mo Lin truly had the power to protect Six-Eared Mingyue.