A wisp of Immortal Qi circled around Qi Hui.
He seed to be an untouchable presence.
Qi Hui raised his palm and struck down toward Mo Lin.
This feeling was like a massive mountain crushing toward Mo Lin.
Mo Lin retreated backward, evading Qi Hui’s attack.
There’s no mistaking it, this is an Immortal Technique.
This Immortal Qi is real.
Mo Lin had once obtained a wisp of Immortal Qi from Xin Ziruo.
That wisp of Immortal Qi was much weaker compared to Qi Hui’s.
"No one can steal my Immortal Technique, no one." Qi Hui roared.
Mo Lin raised his hand, and the Netherworld’s Nether Fire surged out, gathering into a fla palm in front of him to attack Qi Hui.
The next mont, Mo Lin’s Netherworld’s Nether Fire was dispersed by Qi Hui’s strike.
The Qin King’s Sword was now suppressing three Little Immortal Ghosts, and couldn’t be used.
This ant Mo Lin could only use Divine Fire.
Nanming Li Fire!
Mo Lin shouted again.
Orange flas surged out, once again pressing toward Qi Hui.
At the sa ti, Mo Lin directly used the Divine Fire Skill.
"Netherworld: Sea of Fire."
"Divine Fire Skill: Divine Beast Demon Suppression."
The two great Divine Fire Skills were unleashed.
Fighting forcefully against Qi Hui’s Immortal Technique.
The surrounding houses collapsed with a crash.
Mo Lin engaged in battle with Qi Hui.
Mo Lin quickly realized sothing: Qi Hui’s Immortal Technique was incomplete.
He was only channeling Immortal Qi but didn’t perform the Immortal Technique.
It seed he couldn’t use the Immortal Technique.
Perhaps he hadn’t fully mastered the Immortal Technique.
The exact reason was unclear to Mo Lin.
Currently, he only knew that Qi Hui couldn’t use a complete Immortal Technique.
This was an opportunity for Mo Lin.
Mo Lin relied on the two great Divine Fires to directly overpower Qi Hui.
Qi Hui was at a disadvantage.
Qi Hui’s body suddenly trembled, and a phantom appeared on him.
Upon closer inspection, it was a Fox Immortal.
A fox tail swept toward Mo Lin.
Mo Lin had no ti to evade, and was directly hit by the fox tail, flying over a ter away.
Immortal Technique: Transformation.
Qi Hui’s learned Immortal Technique was Transformation.
At this mont, he was like a Fox Immortal incarnate, each move carrying terrifying oppression.
Only Mo Lin, with his two great Divine Fires, could resist.
If it were soone else, they would have already fallen.
Zhu Ci sighed helplessly and retreated, leaving the battle range of Mo Lin and Qi Hui.
Mo Lin raised his right hand, and the Netherworld’s Nether Fire and Nanming Li Fire floated in the air, converging into a long sword aid at Qi Hui.
Qi Hui raised his right hand, directly blocking Mo Lin’s full-force strike.
Then, Mo Lin saw a crack appear on Qi Hui’s body.
After all, he was old, unable to withstand the baptism of Immortal Qi.
His physical body couldn’t bear such terrifying Immortal Power.
This was a good thing for Mo Lin.
As long as he could delay, Qi Hui would surely die.
Thus, Mo Lin started a war of attrition.
No attacks, only defense.
Just consuming with Qi Hui.
As ti passed little by little, Qi Hui’s body’s cracks grew more nurous.
Every ti he used power, another crack would appear on his body.
Death was only a matter of ti.
Finally, Qi Hui’s body couldn’t withstand the power of Immortal Qi and exploded in mid-air.
Then he simply died.
It was so surreal; no one expected Qi Hui to die in this way.
Mo Lin looked at the three Little Immortal Ghosts in the distance.
"Please spare us, Yin Departnt Master," a Little Immortal Ghost knelt on the ground pleading to Mo Lin.
With Qi Hui dead, they were now masterless ghosts.
These three Little Immortal Ghosts still had use for Mo Lin.
Mo Lin didn’t kill them.
"Where did Qi Hui learn his Immortal Technique?" Mo Lin asked a Little Immortal Ghost.
"Ten Thousand Immortals Country."
A Little Immortal Ghost slowly said to Mo Lin, "Ghosts have the Ghost Realm, immortals have the Immortal Realm.
The Ten Thousand Immortals Country is a place established by Wild Immortals."
The Little Immortal Ghost truthfully said to Mo Lin.
"That old man seems like a ntal patient."
Zhu Ci sohow found a bag of psychiatric dication and said slowly to Mo Lin.
These ds were likely the ones Qi Hui took when he was alive.
"Qi Hui was originally a normal person, but after learning the Immortal Technique, his mind beca gradually unstable, so he started taking dication for his ntal condition," the Little Immortal Ghost explained to Mo Lin.
From the previous conversation between Mo Lin and Qi Hui, Mo Lin could sense that Qi Hui’s mind wasn’t normal.
Zhu Ci, with a serious face, ca in front of Mo Lin, "The Immortal Technique is too sinister; you’d better not learn it."
Zhu Ci wasn’t jealous of Mo Lin; he was just kindly advising Mo Lin.
He had seen Qi Hui’s state earlier.
In fact, Qi Hui was killed by his own Immortal Technique.
Mo Lin showed a bitter smile, "I have no choice."
Zhu Ci opened his mouth but could only sigh softly.
He understood Mo Lin’s current situation very well.
On one side was the Destined Person of the Gen Family, and on the other was the mortal enemy of West Mountain, Xin Ziruo.
If Mo Lin didn’t learn the Immortal Technique, how could he speak of revenge?
Mo Lin waved his arm, and the three Little Immortal Ghosts fell into his palm.
"Tell carefully, how do you learn the Immortal Technique?" Mo Lin asked the Little Immortal Ghost.
"Follow this road straight, there’s a basent, and inside the basent, there’s a fox skin."
The Little Immortal Ghost said to Mo Lin.
Mo Lin quickly arrived at the basent and indeed found the fox skin.
This fox skin was hardened, pitch-black, and foul-slling.
Especially foul; just slling it was nauseating.
"This is the key to going to Ten Thousand Immortals Country."
The Little Immortal Ghost said to Mo Lin, "If you sleep holding this fox skin at night, your soul can detach and go to Ten Thousand Immortals Country."
"I don’t know exactly how to learn the Immortal Technique; only by going to Ten Thousand Immortals Country yourself will you understand."
So, Mo Lin endured the terrible stench and packed up the fox skin.
"Earlier, I dread of two Little Ghosts discussing what was going on with Immortal Techniques next to my ear?" Mo Lin asked the Little Immortal Ghost.
"That was a kind of Soul Capturing Technique, using a thod of enticent to enter a dream," the Little Immortal Ghost truthfully explained to Mo Lin.
Mo Lin nodded and said no more.
Zhu Ci followed Mo Lin back to the Heavenly King Temple.
Night fell.
Everything seed exceptionally peaceful.
"Mo Lin, this Immortal Technique is too eerie," Zhu Ci again advised Mo Lin, "How about you reconsider?"
Mo Lin sat in a chair, lost in thought.
Zhu Ci looked at his phone and then said to Mo Lin, "Do you know soone nad Qin Yuyu?"
Mo Lin turned to look at Zhu Ci’s phone.
The phone screen had a bold line of text.
"Qin Yuyu, an Evil Buddhist, massively slaughtering ordinary people."
"This is from my information network, this ssage was sent by a friend of mine.
I heard this Qin Yuyu is terrifying, even the Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Immortals can’t match her.
It is said that a few days ago, she caused a huge commotion in the Great Spirit Mountain, forcing Zhen Lingling to summon the True Martial Emperor’s Immortal Body to force her back."
Qin Yuyu?
This na, Mo Lin was all too familiar with.
Back then, Mo Lin was suppressed by thirteen Evil Buddhas in the Great Spirit Mountain.
Mo Lin’s Netherworld’s Nether Fire and Nanming Li Fire were trapped by a Fireproof Shield.
At the mont of Mo Lin’s life and death, it was Qin Yuyu who acted to help Mo Lin resolve the crisis.
Qin Yuyu sacrificed herself to help Mo Lin through the crisis.
This favor, Mo Lin could never forget in his lifeti.
She should have already died.
Why is she alive again?
"Didn’t she die in the Great Spirit Mountain?" Mo Lin asked Zhu Ci.
"She probably was forced to sign so kind of contract before her death, and after she died, her body was used by soone," Zhu Ci analyzed.
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