Only Tang Wuqi's figure stands alone on the ground.

Mo Lin changes the battle situation single-handedly.

"Is this the power of the Divine Fire?" Qin Yuyu exclaimed as she watched Mo Lin subdue a dozen evil spirits on his own.

This technique is absolutely top-notch in the entire Xu Yue City.

Mo Lin was not in a hurry to act, keeping a vigilant eye on Tang Wuqi.

"Three Nightmare Immortals, kill him!" Mo Lin commanded the Three Nightmare Immortals.

"How did you provoke this guy? I can't deal with him!"

Mo Lin heard the voice of the Three Nightmare Immortals.

"Why?" Mo Lin was puzzled, as earlier, the Three Nightmare Immortals had helped Mo Lin deal with an evil spirit named Black Demon.

Why are they unwilling to deal with Tang Wuqi?

"I can't afford to offend the person behind this guy," the Three Nightmare Immortals said again.

"If you kill him, I'll give you a million Netherworld Coins." Mo Lin offered an enticing condition.

A million Netherworld Coins is a considerable amount for the Three Nightmare Immortals.

"I can't provoke this person, or I will be retaliated against, and the entire Nightmare Realm could disappear!" the Three Nightmare Immortals' voice was tinged with fear.

They weren't afraid of Tang Wuqi, but of the existence behind Tang Wuqi.

"You should handle it yourself."

The voice of the Three Nightmare Immortals slowly faded away.

Mo Lin just wanted to contact the Three Nightmare Immortals, only to find that the connection between them had been cut.

The Three Nightmare Immortals genuinely didn't want to have anything to do with Tang Wuqi.

"Kid... join my organization." Tang Wuqi didn't rush to act, but rather extended an olive branch to Mo Lin.

He had his eyes on Mo Lin's power and wanted to invite Mo Lin to become part of his force.

Mo Lin did not refuse, instead asked Tang Wuqi, "What's in it for me?"

"Yes... I will give you immortality!"

This wasn't the first time Tang Wuqi mentioned immortality.

"Look at me and you'll know. I've been alive for hundreds of years. If you join my force, I can make you like me, living for hundreds or even thousands of years."

This undoubtedly was a huge temptation.

No one doesn't wish to live longer.

"I'm curious, you were clearly dead, so why are you alive again?"

Mo Lin asked a question that had been on his mind.

Previously in the cave, Tang Wuqi had been burned to just bones.

Mo Lin was curious about how he resurrected.

"This is another method of immortality... undying!"

Tang Wuqi deliberately kept it vague, "If you join my organization, I will tell you how I resurrected."

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

Mo Lin didn't believe in getting something for nothing, and immortality must come with a price.

Mo Lin hadn't directly refused earlier, only to gain information.

Since Tang Wuqi refused to say, there was no need to chat further.

Mo Lin made a move against Tang Wuqi.

The pitch-black Netherworld's Nether Fire lunged towards Tang Wuqi.

Tang Wuqi clasped his hands together, making a sealing gesture.

Then softly shouted a command.

"Trap!"

A mass of bright red blood light surged out, trapping the Netherworld's Nether Fire within the bright red blood light.

For a moment, Mo Lin couldn't control the Netherworld's Nether Fire.

"Without the Divine Fire, how will you deal with me?"

Tang Wuqi raised his hand, and a mass of blood light gathered on his only remaining arm to form a blood-colored long sword, and then he maneuvered the blood-colored long sword to stab towards Mo Lin.

On the sidelines, Wei Xun and others were worried for Mo Lin.

Concerned that Mo Lin would be injured.

Mo Lin took out Ten Thousand Netherworld Coins in front of everyone, burning them in the air to transform into Dao Power.

Everyone present gasped at this astonishing method.

"So outrageous?"

"Extracting Dao Power like this?"

"So extravagant?"

"Is this how Shishu's Dao Practice comes about?"

Wei Fu and Qin Yuyu and others knew that Netherworld Coins could extract Dao Practice.

But no one did it this way.

Because it wasn't worthwhile.

Except for Mo Lin, nobody would take out Ten Thousand Netherworld Coins to extract Dao Practice, it was too lavish.

And ordinary people wouldn't have so many Netherworld Coins.

Then an astonishing scene occurred to the crowd.

Ten Thousand Netherworld Coins!

Twenty Thousand Netherworld Coins!

Thirty Thousand Netherworld Coins!

Within less than ten seconds, Mo Lin had sacrificed Thirty Thousand Netherworld Coins.

The entire Pure Origin and Profound Dao Hall's reserves didn't even total Thirty Thousand Netherworld Coins.

"Turns out, Shishu is so wealthy?"

"This is too extravagant."

"These are Netherworld Coins, not just white paper!"

"How does Mo Lin possess so many Netherworld Coins?"

At this moment, Qin Yuyu and others were all marveling at Mo Lin's wealth.

Mo Lin, under everyone's astonished gaze, transformed Thirty Thousand Netherworld Coins into Dao Power.

All these actions were very swift.

"Really wealthy!"

Mo Lin's actions hadn't stopped.

Mo Lin continued to take out Netherworld Coins to extract Dao Power.

"Others fight risking their lives; Shishu fights burning money!" Wei Xun concluded.

Mo Lin had not yet started the battle, and he had already expended nearly a million Netherworld Coins.

Indeed, this was unprecedented.

A million Netherworld Coins!

This number was simply astonishing.

All of this was thanks to the Ghost Suppression Book.

If it weren't for the Ghost Suppression Book, Mo Lin wouldn't possess so many Netherworld Coins!

Mo Lin once again possessed Dao Practice.

A burst of golden light surged out.

The Dharma Body of the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Profound Dao appeared behind Mo Lin.

Tang Wuqi's face showed a trace of dread.

As long as Mo Lin continued to possess Dao Power, he would remain invincible.

At least Tang Wuqi had no way to deal with Mo Lin.

"This guy is really troublesome." A rare displeasure appeared on Tang Wuqi's face.

The Dharma Body of the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Profound Dao attacked Tang Wuqi.

The Three-Pointed Blade cleaved straight on.

This single action consumed ten years of Dao Practice.

It was more intimidating than the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Profound Dao summoned by Wei Fu and others earlier.

Tang Wuqi had no choice but to face it head-on.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered, and the Three-Pointed Blade directly slashed down from the center of Tang Wuqi's brow, splitting him in two.

Instantly killed.

Tang Wuqi died, and the red blood light that trapped the Netherworld's Nether Fire also vanished.

The Netherworld's Nether Fire resumed its movement.

Mo Lin, worried that Tang Wuqi hadn't died thoroughly, used the Netherworld's Nether Fire to reduce Tang Wuqi's body to ashes.

Leaving only some white bones.

At this point, if this guy could still survive, it would be too unbelievable.

Wei Fu cast a look of admiration towards Mo Lin.

He had been prepared to make sacrifices.

Unexpectedly, Mo Lin single-handedly turned the tide.

Mo Lin's appearance directly changed the course of the battle.

"Collect his bones, I don't believe this guy can resurrect again." Mo Lin instructed Qin Yuyu.

"Okay!"

Qin Yuyu nodded, then stepped forward to find a bag to collect Tang Wuqi's bones.

Then she found stones to pulverize these bones to powder.

"What do we do next?" Wei Xun raised a question.

What to do next.

The crisis in Xu Yue City could not be resolved so easily.

Tang Wuqi died, so undoubtedly, the power behind him would return and attack the Pure Origin and Profound Dao Hall.

There are two choices ahead, the first choice is to defend the Pure Origin and Profound Dao Hall to the death, resulting possibly in their demise.

The second option is to team up and escape from Xu Yue City, offering a chance of survival.

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