Netherworld's Nether Fire has two parts?

This was the first time Mo Lin had learned about it.

If Cyan Dragon hadn't told him, Mo Lin wouldn't have known about this.

Netherworld's Nether Fire is split into two.

That means the Netherworld's Nether Fire that Mo Lin is using now has only half its power.

If he wants to unleash the full power of Netherworld's Nether Fire, he must find the other half.

The two halves of Netherworld's Nether Fire must be combined to fully unleash its power.

It's likely the other person possessing Netherworld's Nether Fire has the same thought as Mo Lin right now.

"I just heard White Tiger say my sister might die?" Mo Lin asked Cyan Dragon.

"It's likely someone up there wants to harm your sister. Rest assured, your sister won't die."

Mo Lin's sister cultivates the Seven Stars Life Extension Technique.

How could she die so easily?

Cyan Dragon is the only one who understands the terror of the Seven Stars Life Extension Technique.

It's equivalent to a person who won't die.

Of course... not in the true sense of immortality.

As long as Mo Haiyue's Dao Power isn't completely depleted, she won't die.

No matter how severe the injury, she won't die.

Wei Xun looked at Mo Lin, then said, "Uncle Master... you're so amazing!"

She was not short of words; she wanted to praise Mo Lin from her heart.

She knew better than anyone else that Mo Lin hadn't used his full strength yet.

"Mo Lin? That guy's name is Mo Lin?" Someone whispered in the distance.

"I know him..."

"This guy is a monster." The voice was particularly loud, as if shouting.

"He's the one who survived from Beihai and single-handedly slew nine Disaster Level ghosts from Beihai."

"What? It's actually him?"

"No wonder he's so powerful."

"I was wondering why he's so powerful! Turns out he's the one who destroyed nine Disaster Level ghosts."

Everyone was stunned by this news.

It was undeniable that news spread quickly.

It had only been a few days since Mo Lin killed the Disaster Level ghosts.

Now the matter had already become a big deal.

"Let's go find the magical treasure." Mo Lin slowly said to Wei Xun.

"Okay." Wei Xun nodded, then led Mo Lin to track down the magical treasure.

"Uncle Master, how did you become enemies with the Three Corpses?" Wei Xun asked, full of curiosity.

"They went to Beihai to find Netherworld's Nether Fire, and then ran into me. Later, a grudge developed.

Then at Beihai's sacrificial grand array, it was the people of the Three Corpses who used a magical treasure to trap everyone in Beihai, and I almost died back then."

The Beihai's sacrificial grand array happened too suddenly.

It occurred without any warning.

It was fine in the morning, but by the afternoon, it was impossible to leave Beihai.

"They killed my friends, my good friends around me." Mo Lin spoke again.

Wei Xun felt the atmosphere getting heavy, hurriedly changing the subject.

"Uncle Master, I think the other part of Netherworld's Nether Fire might be with the Three Corpses."

Her guess was not unreasonable.

People of the Three Corpses searching for Netherworld's Nether Fire might be because the other part is indeed in their possession.

As the two were talking, they arrived at a dark place.

Although it was daytime now, it was very gloomy here.

It seemed like night was about to fall.

The deeper they went, the darker it became.

And they couldn't see anyone around.

In the distance, a few silhouettes appeared, they glanced at Mo Lin and Wei Xun and continued forward.

These people were also here to find the magical treasure.

"Uncle Master, let's move quickly." Wei Xun reminded Mo Lin.

"No need to move." Mo Lin suddenly paused and said to Wei Xun.

"What's wrong?" Wei Xun asked, full of curiosity.

There's so much Ghost Qi here, yet not a single ghost in sight.

Don't you find it suspicious?

With Mo Lin's reminder, Wei Xun finally noticed something unusual.

She turned to look behind.

Behind was pitch black, completely obscuring the way they came.

They didn't know where they had arrived.

"Bang!"

A black silhouette slammed hard on the ground.

Wei Xun instinctively retreated.

It was a corpse.

The blood on his body hadn't clotted yet, clearly dead not long ago.

"Bang bang bang..."

Soon, several more bodies crashed down, hitting the ground.

These people were all dead.

Each bore different wounds.

"These wounds..." Mo Lin inspected the wounds, feeling strange.

Suddenly he realized something.

"Let's go..." Mo Lin took Wei Xun and moved forward quickly.

"Uncle Master, what's happened?" Wei Xun saw Mo Lin suddenly emotional and asked in confusion.

Mo Lin did not answer, took Wei Xun, and walked forward.

Through the dark areas.

Vision opened up.

Right ahead, a Fierce Ghost was battling a group of people.

Very strong.

This ghost was clad in bright red armor, wielding a long spear.

Like a God of Killing, rushing into the crowd.

The group of people was fighting this ghost.

Their skills were strong.

But battling this ghost, they were at a disadvantage.

Even Cyan Dragon couldn't gain anything fighting this ghost.

Cyan Dragon was repeatedly beaten back by this ghost.

He had to take out a black bell to fend off the ghost's attacks.

The group was now all blocked by this ghost.

"This magical treasure is for my brother, no one will pass through here." The Fierce Ghost roared.

"This is absurd." A man cursed angrily.

"This ghost blocks all damage, it's too excessive."

"Why so powerful?"

Around thirty people were there, all banded together with vigilant expressions.

Just now they attacked together but didn't cause the slightest harm to this red ghost.

Any attack on this ghost vanished like dust in the sea, neutralized by a mysterious force.

"Uncle Master, that person is from the Three Corpses." Wei Xun spotted the Three Corpses and alerted Mo Lin.

"His name is Li Lian, a member of the Three Corpses."

Li Lian also noticed Mo Lin.

He saw Mo Lin kill Gui Wu before.

Due to Mo Lin's strength, he chose to hide.

Didn't expect to encounter Mo Lin again.

"Brother, let's talk outside." Li Lian unhurriedly addressed Mo Lin.

"No, our grudges will be resolved now." As Mo Lin finished speaking, he charged at Li Lian.

"You're crazy?"

Li Lian angrily rebuked Mo Lin: "Don't you see there's a vile ghost here?"

Li Lian never expected Mo Lin to be so reckless.

Attacking him now.

A vile ghost was here.

Mo Lin attacking him would give the vile ghost an advantage.

Both wouldn't survive if things went awry.

Mo Lin revealed a mysterious smile and continued attacking Li Lian.

Their fight indeed drew the attention of the ghost in red armor.

The ghost stared at Mo Lin, suspicion gleaming deep in its eyes.

It fixated on Mo Lin.

"He... why does he seem familiar?"

"No... it shouldn't be..."

"Is it him? Or not him?"

The ghost muttered to itself.

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