The most terrifying female ghost is gone...
The old man behind the scenes of the layout is also gone.
Now only these low-level ghosts around remain.
At this mont, Yun Lin and the others saw hope.
Without that powerful ghost’s restraint, they wouldn’t die here.
"Everyone, charge out with full force," Yun Lin ordered the people around him.
Led by Yun Lin, everyone present fought desperately against these ghosts in front.
Soon, they carved out a bloody path.
The crowd began to retreat along the path.
Lin Xi watched in the direction Mo Lin left, worried about Mo Lin’s safety.
"Mo Lin seed to be chasing that fierce ghost," Lin Xi whispered, pointing in Mo Lin’s direction.
"Don’t worry about him, let’s go," Tang Fang pulled Lin Xi’s hand, trying to take him away.
Lin Xi hesitated for a mont, broke free from Tang Fang’s arm, and ran in Mo Lin’s direction.
"Are you crazy..." she yelled at Lin Xi.
Lin Xi didn’t respond to Tang Fang.
Just now, Mo Lin saved her, and Lin Xi wanted to do what she could to help.
Tang Fang couldn’t stop Lin Xi and had to give up, retreating with Yun Lin and the others.
...
Mo Lin was currently pursuing that female ghost.
No matter how the female ghost dodged, she couldn’t escape Mo Lin’s tracking.
"Why are you chasing ?" the female ghost hissed at Mo Lin.
"Why are you running?" Mo Lin shot back.
"If you don’t chase, I won’t run."
"If you don’t run, I won’t chase."
Mo Lin’s pursuit of the female ghost looked sowhat comical.
It was like a stalker chasing a beauty.
Mo Lin’s eyes showed greed, as if he had seen a treasure.
Mo Lin’s gaze made the female ghost feel afraid.
The female ghost sensed a very ominous aura from Mo Lin.
That aura made her feel threatened, so she ran as soon as she saw Mo Lin.
Ghosts are very trusting of their intuition.
"Chen Xi."
Mo Lin called out.
Chen Xi’s figure erged, blocking the female ghost’s path.
Blocked the female ghost’s way.
The female ghost swung her claws, fighting fiercely with Chen Xi.
In just a few breaths, she broke free from Chen Xi and escaped from in front of Chen Xi.
The more she displayed such extraordinary abilities, the more Mo Lin cherished her.
"Na: Bing Yu
Realm: Nightmare Level.
Ghost Skill: Infinite Potential.
Description: This ghost skill has no attack effect but can allow the skill owner to grow infinitely."
It was because of this infinite potential that Mo Lin beca so crazy.
Every ghost has its own limit.
For example, Chen Xi is currently Nightmare Level, can grow up to Deadly Level.
If you want to improve beyond that, it’s challenging, and without special opportunities, it’s almost impossible to grow further.
Even investing a lot of Netherworld Currency won’t result in significant growth.
Ghosts also have their limits.
But this female ghost in front was different.
She had no growth limit, which ant her growth had no upper bound.
Deadly Level, Disaster Level, all can be achieved.
As long as she has enough resources, she can keep growing, potentially becoming a Ghost King.
With such potential, Mo Lin was not about to let her go.
At all costs, this female ghost must be captured.
The female ghost moved swiftly, leaping through the air.
Mo Lin chased after her from behind, about five ters away, and pulled out a hairpin, throwing it in the female ghost’s direction.
The golden hairpin drew an arc in the air, hitting the female ghost’s chest.
"Ah..."
The female ghost let out a piercing scream.
The shrill scream echoed in the air.
At that mont, she lost the ability to resist.
This golden hairpin was a Yin Artifact.
The golden hairpin pierced through the female ghost’s chest, rendering her incapable of resistance.
The female ghost was pinned to a tree by the golden hairpin.
Just as Mo Lin was about to make his next move, an unexpected event occurred.
A reprimanding voice ca from a distance.
"Stop, what are you doing?" The old man in black watched as his painstakingly nurtured female ghost was hard by a man.
At that mont, endless anger surged.
"Catching a ghost," Mo Lin curtly said.
"Release my ghost, or face the consequences," the old man in black threatened Mo Lin in a low voice.
Mo Lin certainly wouldn’t release the female ghost.
Not to ntion that Mo Lin was very interested in this female ghost.
If Mo Lin released this female ghost, who knows how many people would die horribly at her hands.
From any angle, Mo Lin wouldn’t easily let the female ghost go.
"Sorry, I can’t let her go," Mo Lin said coldly.
"Ungrateful wretch."
The old man roared, pulling out a talisman.
The talisman was blue in color.
The old man brandished the talisman and charged at Mo Lin.
Chen Xi swung her hand to block the old man’s path, fighting fiercely with him.
At the instant they clashed.
A burst of electricity erupted.
Lightning surged from the talisman in the old man’s hand, striking directly at Chen Xi.
The hit forced Chen Xi to stagger back.
Exploiting Chen Xi’s awkward position, the old man attacked again with the talisman.
Another bolt of lightning struck Chen Xi harshly.
Chen Xi’s figure dimd considerably in that mont.
Though she was a Nightmare Level ghost, she was not a match for the old man at this ti.
There’s always soone stronger.
Mo Lin understood this.
The talisman in the old man’s hand clearly wasn’t simple.
Moreover, analyzing his movents and actions, it resembled so kind of cultivation technique.
Similar to Mo Lin’s Scattering Soul Ghost-Catching Technique.
Yet, with each attack from the old man, the wrinkles on his face deepened noticeably.
Even his actions beca slower than before.
It seed using this lightning required a price.
The old man in black quickly reached Mo Lin.
With his index and middle fingers clamped around the blue talisman.
"Kid, get lost if you don’t want to die.." the old man in black panted heavily, snapping at Mo Lin.
Mo Lin showed no fear, drawing out a blue longsword, pointing it at the old man in black.
Seeing Mo Lin’s ignorance.
The old man decided not to be courteous with Mo Lin.
"Die."
The blue talisman in the old man’s hand burst with light, a forearm-thick bolt of lightning zapping down on Mo Lin.
Mo Lin used the Scattering Soul Ghost-Catching Technique and parried it with the longsword.
The mont the lightning struck the sword, Mo Lin’s arm went numb from the shock.
It hurt.
This old man was the strongest opponent Mo Lin had encountered so far.
Wielding such a potent skill with just his body.
Truly powerful.
Yet Mo Lin wasn’t afraid.
The black-clad old man’s vitality was clearly depleting.
Every ti he used the talisman, his lifespan diminished significantly.
If this continued, even if Mo Lin didn’t strike, he would die on his own.
The old man in black showed a hopeless smile.
"Yin Artifact... Scattering Soul Ghost-Catching Technique..."
After clashing with Mo Lin, the old man recognized Mo Lin’s techniques.
"Kid, you’re truly fortunate."
A human learning the Yin ssenger’s magic, truly lucky.
The old man knew he couldn’t defeat Mo Lin, and having overdrawn his life just now, his life was reaching its end.
"Heaven’s will... Heaven’s will... I did too much evil, is this divine retribution?"
The old man muttered in despair.
Mo Lin in front was bewildered.
He didn’t know what the old man in black was up to.
One mont trying to kill him, the next ranting wildly here.
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