"Under normal circumstances, you shouldn’t have awakened.
Did Zhen Lingling do sothing so that you could control this body, right?" Mo Lin said slowly to Zhen Lingling.
Under normal circumstances, the body of Zhen Lingling should absolutely be controlled by her soul.
That’s the iron rule.
Even if Zhen Lingling’s body has two souls, the main soul must be her own.
Moreover, the soul of the True Martial Emperor could never dominate this body.
Zhen Lingling must have done sothing, sacrificed sothing, so that the True Martial Emperor’s soul could occupy this body.
"That’s right, she helped refine the soul, so I could control this body," Zhen Lingling honestly responded to Mo Lin.
The so-called refining the soul ant Zhen Lingling sacrificed her own soul to make the True Martial Emperor’s soul more powerful.
"The first sword on shore, to cut down your beloved?" Mo Lin questioned Zhen Lingling.
Even a fool could see that Zhen Lingling helped the True Martial Emperor’s soul gain power.
The True Martial Emperor not only didn’t repay the favor but even thought of erasing Zhen Lingling’s original soul to occupy this body.
Zhen Lingling stared coldly at Mo Lin, hesitated for a mont before saying, "After all, she is just an ordinary person, her life or death is not important."
This tone was particularly disdainful, a kind of contemptuous scorn.
Although Zhen Lingling didn’t say it directly, Mo Lin had already guessed.
It wasn’t that Zhen Lingling’s soul was gradually disappearing; it was that the True Martial Emperor’s soul was gradually refining Zhen Lingling’s soul.
The soul of the True Martial Emperor wanted to eliminate Zhen Lingling’s soul and occupy this body.
Refining Zhen Lingling’s soul is not a matter of a day or two; it would take at least six months, possibly even longer.
In this situation, Mo Lin would certainly not allow the True Martial Emperor’s soul to refine Zhen Lingling’s soul.
Leaving other things aside,
most importantly, the True Martial Emperor’s soul is uncontrollable.
He may not help Mo Lin, and maybe he sides with the Evil God.
Anyway, he wouldn’t necessarily stand with Mo Lin.
But Zhen Lingling’s soul is different; she will definitely stand with Mo Lin.
No matter what happens, Zhen Lingling’s soul will certainly help Mo Lin.
Therefore, Mo Lin will not let Zhen Lingling’s soul disappear.
Dealing with other things may not be Mo Lin’s expertise.
But when it cos to dealing with ghosts and souls, these are Mo Lin’s strong points.
Not to boast, at least in the human world, few people are more powerful than Mo Lin.
Even the Immortal Soul of the True Martial Emperor, Mo Lin can destroy it.
It just needs so ti.
At least half a month or even longer.
Mo Lin still has to go to Yu Chuan to investigate the Deceitful People’s affairs.
He can’t waste too much ti on the Great Spirit Mountain.
The matter of the Deceitful People is more dangerous, at least more urgent than Zhen Lingling’s affair.
Mo Lin thought about it and decided to solve the Deceitful People’s issue first, then co back to deal with Zhen Lingling’s matter.
Mo Lin casually found an excuse and then left.
After leaving, Mo Lin instructed Jiang Yun to keep an eye on Zhen Lingling and notify him if there was anything abnormal.
After handling these matters, Mo Lin led over thirty people to Yu Chuan.
Thirty-three people followed behind Mo Lin, including more than a dozen Daoist Cultivators and more than a dozen Red Dust Immortals.
Upon arriving in Yu Chuan, everyone’s expression beca tense.
After all, the people who ca to investigate recently all died, so this group did not dare to be careless.
Upon arriving in Yu Chuan, there was no sign of human life.
The surroundings were desolate, and the wind blowing carried a nauseating rotten egg sll.
In the distance, a large truck blocked the road.
It was obvious that soone deliberately blocked the road to prevent entry.
"Lord Mo Lin, should we enter now, or wait until daylight?" a man asked Mo Lin.
This man’s na was Fu Li, a Ten Colors Red Dust Immortal.
Here, he was considered a formidable person.
"Let’s enter now," Mo Lin instructed.
So everyone followed Mo Lin, passing through the weeds beside the road.
They entered Yu Chuan.
Soon, everyone gradually stopped walking.
In front, stood a shadow.
Looking closely, it was a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man’s pupils were white, like the eyes of a dead fish.
His body appeared especially bloated, but on closer inspection, it was because his body was covered in boils.
Like the skin of a toad.
At the mont he saw the man, two words flashed in Mo Lin’s mind.
"Deceitful Person."
A man was the first to strike, bringing his hands together to perform Daoist Skill, and a golden light instantly shot out, slicing through the man’s chest.
The man’s heart was directly pierced through.
A normal person would definitely be dead.
Then, an astonishing scene unfolded.
The man’s chest was pierced with a hole, and what flowed out was not blood, but white liquid.
What was even more startling was this:
With a hole in his chest, the man still didn’t die, and he charged straight at Mo Lin’s direction.
"Damn... is this guy even human?" Fu Li exclaid from the side.
A normal person would have died long ago.
But this Deceitful Person didn’t die.
Then the man perford Daoist Skill again, with beams of golden light piercing the Deceitful Person’s body.
The Deceitful Person’s body was riddled with holes but still alive.
He was almost like a zombie.
Mo Lin imdiately rushed to the Deceitful Person, and the Netherworld’s Nether Fire appeared, wrapping around the Deceitful Person.
The pitch-black flas attached to the Deceitful Person’s body.
In the fire, the Deceitful Person didn’t utter a cry of agony.
He even seed sowhat pleased, until he was completely burned to death, he didn’t let out a single scream.
He even seed to enjoy it.
"I feel like this Deceitful Person is just like the zombies in previous movies," Fu Li said helplessly.
Actually, not only did he have this feeling.
Everyone present thought so.
What kind of normal person has a hole in their chest and doesn’t die?
These Deceitful People couldn’t have appeared out of thin air.
Mo Lin speculated that these Deceitful People were likely bred by soone.
Mo Lin led the group further inside.
Soon, they saw that the streets were full of Deceitful People.
Everywhere they looked, there were Deceitful People.
As soon as these Deceitful People saw Mo Lin and the others, it was like seeing prey, they rushed forward.
Over fifty Deceitful People moved quickly, approaching Mo Lin and his group.
This group of Deceitful People had a very obvious feature.
Their skin was like a toad’s, with many boils.
"Bang!"
A great force ca, and Mo Lin’s body was knocked back.
In front of him appeared a burly Deceitful Person.
This Deceitful Person was different from the others; he was very tall, although his skin was covered with boils, his eyes were those of a normal person.
"Lord Mo Lin, be careful, the Deceitful Person in front of you is called the Black-Eyed Deceitful Person, very formidable, comparable to the Ten Colors Red Dust Immortal," Fu Li reminded Mo Lin from afar.
After all, so people had been here before, so there were so records.
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