Mo Lin wanted to see what tricks the Great Spirit Mountain was up to.
At the expense of over two hundred Daoist cultivators, and even abandoning Gu Qi and Jiang Yun.
What kind of benefit could make the Great Spirit Mountain abandon Jiang Yun and Gu Qi?
Mo Lin followed this group of people up the Great Spirit Mountain.
Step by step, they ascended the stairs.
They walked into the Great Spirit Mountain Palace.
Directly ahead, the Sunlight Bodhisattva’s golden body stood tall on the high platform.
An invisible oppressive atmosphere lood over the grand hall.
There were unfamiliar faces all around, ones Mo Lin did not recognize.
Then Mo Lin saw in front, Xin Ziruo staring at him.
Not sure what she was thinking.
Once Mo Lin arrived, everyone around took a step forward, staring intently at Mo Lin.
Mo Lin glanced around, knowing everyone here was from the Great Spirit Mountain; no outsiders.
Directly ahead, the Hall Master of the Great Spirit Mountain, spiritual blessing, stood before Mo Lin.
Xin Ziruo stood beside him.
"Mo Lin, do you realize your mistake?" Spiritual Blessing shouted at Mo Lin as soon as he saw him.
"What mistake?" Mo Lin countered, questioning Spiritual Blessing.
"You colluded with the Ghost Realm, leading to the deaths of over two hundred people, and even my most promising disciple of the Great Spirit Mountain, Gu Qi, died because of you.
Do you not realize your error?" Spiritual Blessing started by falsely accusing Mo Lin.
Similar to what the bespectacled man said before.
"Playing dumb?"
Mo Lin directly countered, "It was you who organized six teams, saying you were going to destroy the Ghost Realm Fourth District,
yet our Sixth Team perished there tragically. Isn’t this outco thanks to you?"
"You claim the Sixth Team perished in the Fourth District, then why did you survive?"
Spiritual Blessing coldly questioned Mo Lin, "Why did you, alone, erge alive?"
"I survived because I was strong enough," Mo Lin retorted coldly to Spiritual Blessing.
"Nonsense, it was you who tead up with the Ghost Realm, resulting in the deaths of over two hundred Daoist cultivators, thus you survived."
Spiritual Blessing suddenly shifted focus, accusing Mo Lin, "Otherwise, how could you have survived?"
No matter what Mo Lin said, Spiritual Blessing pinned this charge on him.
He was wrongly accused of causing the deaths of over two hundred Daoist cultivators.
"Stop arguing." Spiritual Blessing shouted once more.
"I want to know why."
Mo Lin questioned Spiritual Blessing, "What kind of benefit made the Great Spirit Mountain willing to sacrifice over two hundred Daoist cultivators just to trouble ?"
Spiritual Blessing did not directly answer Mo Lin, instead, he said, "If you hand over the Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill, I can spare your life."
Upon hearing this, Mo Lin imdiately understood.
It turned out they were after the Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill.
"Impossible!" Mo Lin decisively refused.
Mo Lin would never teach the Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill to anyone.
"Xin Ziruo, was there sothing wrong with the immortal qi you gave ?" Mo Lin questioned Xin Ziruo.
In the Ghost Realm Fourth District, unable to summon the Immortal Slaying Ghost, Mo Lin linked it to the possibly problematic immortal qi given by Xin Ziruo.
Xin Ziruo’s expression was slightly panicked but quickly cald down.
"I don’t understand what you’re saying."
Though that panic flashed briefly, Mo Lin detected it.
"You damned animal, I saved your life, and instead of showing gratitude, you harm ."
Mo Lin lashed out angrily at Xin Ziruo.
Back at Yunhua Dao, when faced with an attack from soone from Jiangzhou.
It was Mo Lin who acted, saving Xin Ziruo at all costs.
Unexpectedly, Xin Ziruo had no gratitude and even sched against Mo Lin.
Truly disgusting.
"I don’t understand what you’re saying." Xin Ziruo kept repeating.
Beside her, Spiritual Blessing spoke, "Mo Lin, this matter is between you and , it has nothing to do with Xin Ziruo."
"And then? What do you want? Attack ?" Mo Lin sneered.
As his words fell, Mo Lin raised his right hand, and purple Netherworld’s Nether Fire surged forth.
The Netherworld’s Nether Fire encircled Mo Lin’s body.
Upon seeing Mo Lin’s Netherworld’s Nether Fire, Spiritual Blessing’s pupils contracted, showing a shocked expression.
"Divine Fire?"
He wasn’t shocked by Mo Lin’s Netherworld’s Nether Fire itself; rather, that Mo Lin’s Netherworld’s Nether Fire awakened.
Mo Lin’s Netherworld’s Nether Fire had godslayed.
It had already transford.
"Divine Fire Skill.
Netherworld: Sea of Fire."
Mo Lin said coldly.
The next mont, the entire Great Spirit Mountain underwent a violent change.
The ground turned into a sea of fire, with purple flas dancing across it.
Everyone present was engulfed in the purple flas.
Deep within Spiritual Blessing’s eyes, a tinge of dread appeared, "Divine Fire Skill?"
He was no fool; he could see that Mo Lin was using Divine Fire Skill.
At this mont, Spiritual Blessing regretted turning against Mo Lin.
He regretted designing to trap Mo Lin.
He never knew that Mo Lin already possessed the Divine Fire Skill.
If he had known, Spiritual Blessing would never have harbored murderous intent toward Mo Lin.
But now, it’s too late to say anything.
There was no way back for him.
He could only walk this path to the end.
Spiritual Buddha’s hands were clasped, and a glow of Buddha enveloped his back.
He was ready to confront Mo Lin at any ti.
Suddenly, Mo Lin’s body beca out of control, his mouth opened, and the Immortal Slaying Ghost was expelled from Mo Lin.
It wasn’t that Mo Lin summoned him actively; the Immortal Slaying Ghost ca out on its own.
Not only did the Immortal Slaying Ghost co out, but even the Eight Immortals Ghost too.
As the Immortal Slaying Ghost appeared, Mo Lin took the initiative to question it, "Why didn’t you respond when I summoned you in the Ghost Realm?"
The Immortal Slaying Ghost, expressionless, told Mo Lin, "Lord Mo Lin, co a little closer, I’ll tell you the reason."
Mo Lin approached the Immortal Slaying Ghost, taking his second step.
The ensuing step, a black sword beam ca directly slashing at Mo Lin.
The black sword light struck Mo Lin’s neck from such a close distance, Mo Lin couldn’t possibly avoid it.
Instantly, Mo Lin lost sensation in his lower body.
He knew, his head was gone.
The Immortal Slaying Ghost actually attacked him.
This caught Mo Lin off guard completely.
The Eight Immortals Ghost stood silently by.
Mo Lin was incredulous!
This scene, he’d never imagined in his wildest dreams.
As Mo Lin’s body fell, the Divine Fire Skill also vanished at this point.
The surroundings returned to their original state.
The Immortal Slaying Ghost walked to Xin Ziruo’s side, kneeling before her.
"Thank you, Lady Ziruo, for saving my life."
At the sa ti, the Eight Immortals Ghost also knelt before Xin Ziruo.
At this mont, Mo Lin understood; it really was that strand of immortal qi that had a problem.
Previously, Su Yunling had said Mo Lin would be killed by soone closest to him, and Mo Lin thought it was his elder sister.
Never had he imagined it would be the Immortal Slaying Ghost.
Mo Lin gradually lost consciousness, then closed his eyes.
Yellow Springs Realm.
Su Yunling was now sitting in the East District’s main hall, dressed in a simple white dress, her fair cheeks.
She suddenly felt a chill on her neck, and her right index finger brushed over it.
Only then did she realize there was blood flowing from her neck.
Seeing this smudge of blood, she imdiately understood that sothing had happened to Mo Lin.
Her divination was not wrong, it was just that ti seed to have advanced slightly ahead of her prophecy.
"I told you, you’d die; how could you be so careless!"
Su Yunling lightly reprimanded, then continued, "I’ll restore your life, but rember to avenge !"
"Don’t you dare deceive ! You have only one life, and I also have only one life."
Imdiately... Su Yunling’s body collapsed onto the ground.
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