Red Dust Immortal, among all cultivations, is the most powerful existence, and also the hardest path to cultivate.
The path of the Red Dust Immortal is the most special and promising one.
The limit of the Red Dust Immortal is transformation.
"Hey... with your power as a Thirteen-color Red Dust Immortal, you can't suppress the Underworld Dao, you'd better leave." Qiu Yunshang shouted towards Mo Lin.
She acknowledged that the Thirteen-color Red Dust Immortal was very powerful.
However, facing the Evil Spirits, even the Thirteen-color Red Dust Immortal couldn't withstand them.
After all, Mo Lin was alone.
There were at least hundreds of thousands of Evil Spirits, and even higher tier ones, absolutely more than Mo Lin, a Thirteen-color Red Dust Immortal, could handle.
Mo Lin did not speak, raised his hand again.
The power of the Thirteen-color Red Dust Immortal was exerted to the fullest by Mo Lin.
In the sky, the Thirteen-color Wish Power ford thirteen mighty dragons that suppressed the crack in the Underworld Dao.
Deep in the crack of the Underworld Dao, a massive hand extended along the crack, forcefully grasping the Thirteen-color Wish Power.
"Mo Lin... alone, you cannot withstand us..."
A profound voice echoed from the crack.
Just a single voice made Qiu Yunshang instinctively feel like fleeing.
Zhu Ci's hairs stood on end.
Qiu Yunshang looked at Mo Lin's slender figure, unclear about what to say.
"Netherworld's Nether Fire!"
Mo Lin roared, and pitch-black flas surged out from his palm like a sea, directly covering the top of the crack.
"Divine Fire Skill: Netherworld: Sea of Fire."
Netherworld's Nether Fire changed, forming a sea of fire on the ground, with pitch-black flas cascading like a waterfall in the air.
"Nanming Li Fire!"
"Divine Fire Skill: Divine Beast Demon Suppression."
Mo Lin used Nanming Li Fire again.
Four divine beasts appeared, pouncing towards the giant hand.
Qiu Yunshang watched with wide eyes, utterly captivated by Mo Lin's thods.
Her emotions were like waves, one crashing after another, shaken by Mo Lin.
Netherworld's Nether Fire... Nanming Li Fire, both are divine fires.
Even a single divine fire could lead an ordinary person to beco the strongest in the human realm.
And Mo Lin actually possessed two such divine fires.
Thirteen-color Red Dust Immortal.. Netherworld's Nether Fire, Nanming Li Fire.
Qiu Yunshang looked at Mo Lin's back, her lips trembling.
This was Mo Lin's confidence.
Throughout Hongzhou, only the reputed Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy might be qualified to contend with Mo Lin.
Too powerful.
Terrifyingly strong.
"How could I not know that there is such an incredible person in the human realm?" Qiu Yunshang exclaid.
The junior brothers beside her were all absorbed in the shock brought by Mo Lin's power, none ready to respond.
"Senior Sister, don't you rember the Nanming Li Fire?" A junior brother reminded Qiu Yunshang cautiously.
"What is it?" Qiu Yunshang looked puzzled.
"Think carefully, rember?" the junior brother suggested.
"Nanming Li Fire is divine fire, so what?"
Suddenly, Qiu Yunshang's pupils shrank sharply, "Isn't this the stolen Nanming Li Fire from the Nanming Family?"
Her voice fell, and she quickly covered her mouth with her right hand, glanced timidly at Mo Lin, fearing he would hear what she said.
Various thoughts exploded in her mind.
For a mont, Qiu Yunshang was at a loss for words.
One side was the terrifying Mo Lin, the other was the deep-rooted Nanming Family.
If the young lady of the Nanming Family knew her Nanming Li Fire had been stolen by Mo Lin, wouldn't she go after him desperately?
When the Nanming Family's young lady held her adult ceremony, she was to inherit the Nanming Li Fire, but it was stolen.
This event had caused a great stir at the ti.
The entire Nanming Family was furious.
Especially the young lady of the Nanming Family, whose adult ceremony was ruined and whose family treasure was stolen, and whose personality then changed drastically.
She swore that the thief would definitely suffer a miserable fate.
Qiu Yunshang quickly filled in various emotional entanglents in her head.
Oh my... she dared not even imagine the scenario.
"I saw nothing, don't talk nonsense," Qiu Yunshang said directly, looking aside.
A terrifying Mo Lin and an untouchable Nanming Family.
Neither could they afford to offend.
"What Nanming Li Fire? I don't know."
"Don't look at , I know nothing."
The group of junior brothers responded one after another.
They originally thought they had encountered a peerless powerhouse, but gradually realized it seed like discovering sothing significant.
Mo Lin was still suppressing the Underworld Dao at that mont.
Mo Lin's right hand descended with terrifying power falling through the air, about to close the crack in the Underworld Dao.
But the terrifying forces within the crack erupted again, breaking it wide open.
Mo Lin was strong, but those Evil Spirits within the crack were not to be trifled with.
For a mont, it was a stalemate.
Zhu Ci noticed the distance, furrowed his brows and shouted, "Trouble is coming."
"The people of the Gen Family are here."
In the distance, countless Ghost Shadows manifested in the sky, bringing an instant oppressive terror.
The Underworld Dao was opened by the Gen Family.
They knew Mo Lin would co to suppress the Underworld Dao, and sought this opportunity to execute Mo Lin.
Dozens of Ghost Shadows appeared.
Each of these Ghost Shadows was bound with iron chains.
They were all ancestral spirits from the Gen Family's sealed land.
Previously, even that Scholar Ghost was among them.
Who knew what special thod Geng Hong used to bring these ghosts from the Gen Family Ancestral Hall here.
Mo Lin frowned tightly, the Gen Family was really despicable.
Choosing just now to target Mo Lin.
The issue was Mo Lin indeed couldn't spare any effort to deal with these Gen Family ghosts.
These ancestors of the Gen Family were incredibly powerful, so even possessing Immortal Ghost Skill, even if Mo Lin fought them, he must give his all.
Qiu Yunshang and her group of junior brothers had long retreated far away.
In a battle of this level, watching was their limit.
As for getting involved, don't even think about it.
Unworthy.
Geng Hong appeared in the distance, pointed at Mo Lin and instructed the ghosts, "Please, ancestors, act and kill this man."
The ghosts surged forward, ready to act.
Gen Family Business slowly stood out, blocking in front of the ghosts.
"I, Gen Family Business, am the direct lineage of the Gen Family. Why are you ancestors listening to the branch lineage?"
"In the family dispute, you lost." The Scholar Ghost stepped forward and said to the Gen Family Business.
"Lord Mo Lin has already decided to support in returning to the Gen Family."
Gen Family Business pointed at this group of ghosts and said slowly, "This battle is not against outsiders, it's civil war.
Back then, you watched as my direct lineage was slaughtered, without caring.
Today, Lord Mo Lin has brought back to Hongzhou, you should also not ddle!"
The ghosts paused their actions, silently watching Gen Family Business.
"I will definitely slaughter these branch dogs and return to the Gen Family." Gen Family Business said viciously.
"Ancestors, don't listen to his nonsense, act quickly and kill Mo Lin." Geng Hong was anxious.
He never imagined that the Gen Family direct lineage would align with Mo Lin.
This really complicated matters.
At this mont, he felt a crisis of being wiped out.
"Great-grandfather, are you really not going to say a word?"
Gen Family Business pointed at a ghost soul and scolded, "When the direct lineage was wiped out, you were indifferent.
Today, will you still remain silent?
The blood in is from the direct lineage.
I don't need you to do anything.
You just need to behave as you did three years ago when the branch lineage wiped us out—do nothing—it's enough."
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