Upon witnessing Mo Lin's abilities, the expressions of those present varied.
So were excited, so were full of admiration, and so were relieved.
Ling Qiaoqiao watched Mo Lin's tall figure, one man summoning myriad ghosts.
Fighting the Immortal alone.
She smiled with relief.
At this mont, she even felt that as long as Mo Lin lived, the human realm would not vanish.
As long as Mo Lin stood on the side of the human realm, there was hope.
Recently, the whole of Hongzhou had been shrouded by evil spirits.
Everyone thought they were dood.
The evil spirits in West County were defeated, giving everyone a path to survival.
Many people fled from West County.
Ling Qiaoqiao led the others out through the escape route in West County.
This path in West County was given by Mo Lin.
If Mo Lin couldn't defeat the evil spirits in West County, everyone in Hongzhou would perish.
No one could leave Hongzhou.
No one knew how, but suddenly soone knelt down.
"Please, Lord Mo Lin, save us."
"Begging Lord Mo Lin to kill the Immortal Cultivator, give us a path."
"Begging Lord Mo Lin to find us a path."
Those kneeling on the ground were ordinary people, Daoist Cultivators, Ghost Cultivators, and even Red Dust Immortals.
This group of people bowed to Mo Lin.
It was just like praying to a deity in a temple.
If one could live, who would want to die?
Normal people would want to survive, wouldn't they?
In the eyes of this crowd, Mo Lin seed like an immortal.
Chen Xi was the first to rush out, bracing himself against the black longsword in the air.
At the sa ti, Chu Xing and other ghosts surged forth as well.
The ghosts gathered together, turning into a mass of black fog, enveloping the black longsword in the air.
They then forcefully blocked the black longsword.
Cracks appeared on the black longsword, and it shattered subsequently.
"Crash.."
Fragnts of the black longsword fell to the ground.
"Splat!" Xu Wuji's immortal technique was broken, causing a harsh backlash, and he coughed up blood.
He fell limp onto the ground.
He lifted his head to watch Mo Lin, deep in his eyes was an expression of resentnt.
He had to accept bad luck; if he had encountered soone else, he would have surely won.
But he happened to run into Mo Lin.
His abilities were far less than Mo Lin's, so he was destined to be defeated.
The crowd around him began to step toward Xu Wuji.
In the depths of their eyes was a murderous intent, wishing to devour his flesh and peel off his skin.
The crowd charged at Xu Wuji as if they were mad.
By the ti Mo Lin reacted, Xu Wuji was already reduced to a heap of flesh.
Dead beyond asure.
Then the crowd turned their gaze to the Fox Spirit.
The Fox Spirit took a deep breath, looked at the people in front of her, her brow furrowing tightly.
Her abilities were not as nurous as Xu Wuji.
Neither was her strength as great as Xu Wuji's.
Just as Ling Qiaoqiao and the others were about to take further action, Mo Lin stopped them.
"Let her go."
Mo Lin initially thought Ling Qiaoqiao and the others would refuse or question him.
But what happened next surprised Mo Lin.
As Mo Lin's words fell, Ling Qiaoqiao and the others conscientiously made way, allowing the Fox Spirit to leave.
They didn't even ask for a reason, nor did they inquire with a single word.
With just one sentence from Mo Lin, this group let the Fox Spirit go.
"Thank you," the Fox Spirit said toward Mo Lin, and then left.
Mo Lin spared the Fox Spirit's life for a reason.
Mo Lin waved his hand again, the Judge's Pen returned to Mo Lin's hand in the air.
At this mont, Chen Xi and the other ghosts also transford into a mass of black fog, rging into the Judge's Pen.
In order to preserve the Ghost Qi without excessive consumption, these ghosts stayed within the Judge's Pen.
Ling Qiaoqiao looked at Mo Lin blankly.
She glanced at herself, then looked at Mo Lin again.
A thought suddenly surfaced in her mind.
Being a Destined Person is ultimately just external power.
Truly powerful people do not need these external powers.
Like Mo Lin; he stands at the pinnacle of Immortal Cultivators without being a Destined Person.
"Lord Mo Lin, will you leave with us?" Ling Qiaoqiao asked Mo Lin respectfully.
Her tone was filled only with respect and awe.
"Yes, Lord Mo Lin, please co with us."
"Hongzhou is too dangerous; you mustn't die here."
"Indeed, you might die in Hongzhou, and it's not worth it."
Everyone hoped Mo Lin could leave Hongzhou at this mont.
They feared Mo Lin would perish in Hongzhou.
They saw hope in Mo Lin and did not want the last trace of hope to be extinguished.
"I won't leave, I need to avenge against the Gen Family." Mo Lin directly voiced his inner thoughts.
How could Mo Lin leave while the Gen Family remained undefeated?
Mo Lin's fury would not die down until the Gen Family was destroyed.
"Lord Mo Lin, revenge can co later, the Gen Family is far more terrifying than anyone imagines.
Even Dao Wuxuan, the top Daoist Cultivator, could not shake the Gen Family," Ling Qiaoqiao advised Mo Lin.
"Yes, you must preserve your strength now; you can avenge the Gen Family later."
"Indeed, after leaving Hongzhou, we can rally Cultivators to besiege the Gen Family."
They all leaned on persuading Mo Lin to leave.
"Revenge later?"
Mo Lin showed a bitter smile, knowing how difficult revenge could be.
Missing the opportunity to take revenge makes it nearly impossible.
Take Mo Lin's and Xin Ziruo's vendetta for example.
Until now, Mo Lin hasn't avenged against Xin Ziruo.
Moreover, this hatred keeps accumulating.
Is it because Mo Lin doesn't want revenge?
Or is Mo Lin afraid of Xin Ziruo?
No, it's because Mo Lin simply has not had the chance.
Xin Ziruo has been secretly sabotaging, preventing Mo Lin from seeking revenge.
Avenge—it's not as simple as those two words suggest.
If Mo Lin left Hongzhou today.
The result would be endless scheming from the Gen Family.
And what if, at that ti, the Gen Family leaves Hongzhou?
Like Xin Ziruo, going into hiding, unable to be found, how would Mo Lin deal?
Would she continue to taunt Mo Lin occasionally like Xin Ziruo?
Moreover, wouldn't the Gen Family have other preparations?
Mo Lin took a deep breath, speaking slowly: "I can't afford to wait, nor can I wait.
The enmity between and the Gen Family must co to a resolution."
Mo Lin won't leave Hongzhou, at least not before resolving the feud with the Gen Family.
The Yedou ghosts have co; how could Mo Lin just leave?
Mo Lin's words sufficiently prove his mindset.
"You should go, escape," Mo Lin said quietly to Ling Qiaoqiao.
"Lord Mo Lin, take care,"
Ling Qiaoqiao said softly to Mo Lin: "Heroes like you shouldn't die in Hongzhou, I will find a way to save you."
Once she finished speaking, Ling Qiaoqiao waved her hand, ordering everyone: "We should go."
She decisively led everyone away.
Ling Qiaoqiao also knew staying in Hongzhou wouldn't help, their presence here would only burden Mo Lin.
Watching Ling Qiaoqiao's silhouette, Mo Lin felt sowhat conflicted.
Truth be told, he never intended to be a hero.
Mo Lin only hoped to avenge against the Gen Family.
But the Gen Family has far too many enemies.
Mo Lin seeking revenge against the Gen Family seed entirely righteous to Ling Qiaoqiao and others.
A righteous act.
The Gen Family's deeds were truly disgusting.
The Gen Family, in all aspects, crossed Mo Lin's bottom line.
Even reaching the bottom line of humanity.
People say leaving an opening in dealings allows for future encounters.
But the Gen Family?
They insist on taking everything to the extre.
The Gen Family wished to kill all Cultivators in Hongzhou, showing sheer cruelty.
Provoking public wrath.
Nobody considered why Mo Lin wanted to destroy the Gen Family.
As long as Mo Lin was willing to challenge the Gen Family, in everyone's eyes, he was exhibiting heroic behavior.
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