"After today, the Underworld will no longer have a Ghost Realm." Mo Lin said coldly to Elder Bai.
Elder Bai just stared at Mo Lin without saying a word.
The over ten thousand ghosts behind Mo Lin were not just ordinary little ghosts.
Among them were so formidable ghosts, and even a few Yin God-level spirits.
"For the ghosts not involved in this, leave quickly." Mo Lin’s voice was loud, echoing in every corner.
Upon hearing Mo Lin’s words, so wandering ghosts in the distance quickly got up and left Yedou City.
In the distance, the Ghost Mother blocked the doorway.
She mainly discerned if any ghosts from the Ghost Realm were disguising as ordinary ghosts to escape.
After about ten minutes, so ordinary ghosts had all left.
The remaining ghosts in Yedou City were all from the Ghost Realm.
"Do it, obliterate the Ghost Realm." Mo Lin commanded with a wave of his hand.
The over ten thousand ghosts behind him imdiately rushed out.
Soon after, the sounds of battle erupted.
Chu Xing unleashed his Yin God powers, tearing apart any ghost blocking his path.
At this mont, Mo Lin also took action.
Mo Lin used the Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill, summoning Black and White Impermanence.
He then launched an attack on Elder Bai.
Elder Bai raised his right hand, and a pitch-black mist instantly surged out, enveloping Mo Lin completely.
A pitch-black hand then reached for Mo Lin’s chest.
Black and White Impermanence blocked in front of Mo Lin, stopping Elder Bai’s attack.
White Impermanence swung out chains, attempting to bind Elder Bai.
At the sa ti, Black Impermanence seized the opportunity to attack Elder Bai.
All these events occurred in a split second.
Things happened so fast.
It was even hard for people to react.
Mo Lin raised his right hand, black flas enveloped his surroundings, defending against White Impermanence’s attack.
Netherworld’s Nether Fire instantly covered Mo Lin’s surroundings.
"Divine Fire Skill: Netherworld, Sea of Fire."
The black flas altered the terrain directly.
The entire ground was instantly covered by black flas.
Elder Bai frowned deeply, witnessing the mont when Mo Lin used the Divine Fire.
In the depths of his eyes, there was a trace of despair.
Netherworld’s Nether Fire, inherently restraining ghosts.
In the face of Mo Lin’s Netherworld’s Nether Fire, he found it difficult to withstand.
With the Netherworld’s Nether Fire covering the ground, Elder Bai felt as if he were standing above a sea of fire.
"I’ll fight you to the end."
Elder Bai shouted, then his body swelled like a balloon, enlarging in midair.
He then swung his hand down hard at Mo Lin.
His hand was like a mountain, descending straight toward Mo Lin.
"Nanming Li Fire."
Mo Lin shouted again.
The next mont, orange flas surged out once more.
Netherworld’s Nether Fire and Nanming Li Fire intersected.
A terrifying pressure erupted instantly.
Within several hundred ters around, no ghost dared to co close.
"Boom boom boom..."
The sound of explosions rang out.
Elder Bai’s ghost shadow was directly covered by the two kinds of Divine Fire, and in the next mont, his figure plumted fast.
Then, in midair, he exploded like a balloon.
Elder Bai, perished.
Elder Bai, who was the second hand of the Ghost Realm, just died like that.
At this mont, the remaining ghosts in the Ghost Realm were gradually being slaughtered too.
Mo Lin’s gaze surveyed the surroundings, searching for the figure of the Domain Master of the Ghost Realm.
Only by obliterating the Domain Master can the Ghost Realm be completely finished.
If the Domain Master of the Ghost Realm isn’t obliterated, this matter will never conclude.
Mo Lin walked straight ahead along Yedou City.
He soon arrived at a high platform.
This position was where Mo Lin was once appointed as Yin Departnt.
He rembered back then, his senior sister had given him a gift.
Returning here again, past events appeared like scenes in his mind.
In the distance, ghosts of the Ghost Realm were battling with Mo Lin’s ghosts.
Mo Lin passed through the battlefield and continued forward.
He walked to a palace.
In the front, on the throne of the high platform.
A black ghost shadow sat on the throne.
This ghost had disheveled hair and a strange smile at the corner of his mouth.
He was the Domain Master of the Ghost Realm.
Yan Er.
anwhile, beside him stood thirteen ghosts.
All thirteen were Yin God-level ghosts.
Among them was the figure of Chen Ghost.
Yan Er looked up at Mo Lin.
"What’s ant to co will always co..." Yan Er murmured to himself.
He then slowly stood up.
A surge of black Ghost Qi blew directly towards Mo Lin.
Mo Lin was pushed back more than a ter.
This was the pressure from Yan Er.
He was the strongest ghost in the Ghost Realm.
He possessed quite the strength.
"Mo Lin... you actually found your way here at this ti."
Yan Er was amazed to see Mo Lin appearing here.
Mo Lin could have appeared at any ti, but showing up now was quite peculiar.
Mo Lin just happened to appear when he was injured; was it a coincidence?
Anyone with sense could guess there was sothing fishy going on.
"There should be a traitor among us, shouldn’t there?"
As he finished speaking, Yan Er waved his hand and directly grabbed the figure of Chen Ghost beside him, viciously saying, "You’re the traitor, aren’t you?"
Before Chen Ghost could speak, "Bang!" a blast was heard.
Chen Ghost was crushed like a waterlon in Yan Er’s hand.
Yan Er acted swiftly, without a hint of hesitation.
"Kid, even though I’m severely injured, I’m not soone you can provoke."
As his words fell, Yan Er made his move.
The next mont, the Yin God-level ghosts around also charged at Mo Lin.
At this mont, Chu Xing appeared in front of Mo Lin, blocking the Yin God-level ghosts.
Creating an opportunity for Mo Lin to deal with Yan Er.
Mo Lin unleashed the Netherworld’s Nether Fire, launching an attack on Yan Er.
Yan Er showed no fear, swinging his right hand and dispersing the Netherworld’s Nether Fire.
Mo Lin’s Netherworld’s Nether Fire couldn’t co close to Yan Er.
Mo Lin then used the Nanming Li Fire again.
Nanming Li Fire was cast over Yan Er.
It could only cause so trouble for Yan Er, without truly harming him.
This was the pressure from Yan Er.
"Kid, stop using these third-rate tactics."
Yan Er looked coldly at Mo Lin, "Use the thods my brother taught you."
Yan Er’s brother was the King Yan.
He had a completely different character from King Yan and later rebelled against Yedou to form his own organization called the Ghost Realm.
"The so-called... Ghost Spirit Body... show it to ."
Yan Er continued speaking toward Mo Lin, "Let witness the Ghost Spirit Body."
Mo Lin’s eyes slowly closed, then gradually opened again.
To deal with Yan Er, he would need to use so deeper things.
Either the Ghost Spirit Body.
Or summon the fifth ghost of the Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill.
Only these two thods could deal with Yan Er.
Mo Lin brought his hands together, forming a posture of prayer.
Then, a grey aura surged from Mo Lin’s body.
This aura was the Qi of the dead.
Mo Lin’s pupils gradually changed.
His pitch-black pupils transford into a bright red.
His hair stood up with the grey aura of death.
"Master.. aid !"
Mo Lin’s voice was loud, like a thunderclap exploding in the sky.
In the next mont, a massive silhouette shattered the void, gradually erging from the space behind Mo Lin.
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