Here, Mo Lin can fully unleash his power.

You could say... this place belongs to him.

The Ghost Mother led the way, and Mo Lin followed closely behind.

Tang Wuqi was too mysterious, and he had a past grievance with Mo Lin.

Mo Lin did not intend to spare him.

This time, Mo Lin was determined to find out the reason he could resurrect indefinitely.

After walking for about ten minutes, they finally arrived at the place.

The gloomy wind gusted around them.

The lingering souls around seemed to deliberately avoid this place.

This made the area seem rather empty.

The Ghost Mother pointed eastward to a pitch-black area and said to Mo Lin.

"There."

So Mo Lin followed again.

The scene before his eyes was shocking.

As far as the eye could see, everything was pitch black.

On the ground lay hundreds of black coffins.

At least over a hundred coffins if one looked across.

These coffins were lined up in succession, placed on the ground.

Mo Lin was curious about what was inside the coffins, so he approached one and opened it.

Inside lay a corpse.

This corpse Mo Lin knew well; the face was that of Tang Wuqi.

Not just similar, but identical.

The person in this coffin was Tang Wuqi.

It was just a corpse with no signs of life.

Placing corpses here was a curious idea; the bodies would never deteriorate.

Mo Lin moved to another coffin and opened it again, revealing yet another corpse.

The corpse was still Tang Wuqi.

Mo Lin opened several more coffins in succession, and they all contained Tang Wuqi's corpses.

At this moment, Mo Lin finally understood why Tang Wuqi could resurrect infinitely.

These corpses were his secret.

After Tang Wuqi died, his lingering spirit would return here, and he would revive by borrowing a corpse.

This was the reason he kept dying and coming back to life.

While Mo Lin was inspecting the coffins,

a dark figure appeared.

"Mo Lin..."

Tang Wuqi saw that Mo Lin had arrived and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"I didn't expect you to find your way here."

Mo Lin pointed to the coffins and said to Tang Wuqi, "These coffins are your secret, aren't they?

The method of borrowing a corpse to revive."

"Yes, that's my secret." Since his secret had been discovered, Tang Wuqi no longer concealed it.

"Now that you've discovered my secret, don't think you can leave alive."

As he finished speaking, Tang Wuqi waved his hand.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The coffin lids all around were summoned by some force and flipped open.

Then, the people in the coffins stood up one by one.

Approximately hundreds of Tang Wuqi stood up at this moment, all staring straight at Mo Lin.

Deep within their eyes emitted a terrifying deathly aura.

One Tang Wuqi was troublesome enough.

Now there were hundreds, making it even more of a challenge.

"Even if your Netherworld's Nether Fire is powerful, it can't kill so many of me." Tang Wuqi spoke a blunt truth.

Mo Lin's Netherworld's Nether Fire was formidable, but not invincible.

Divine Fire also has its limits!

Mo Lin wanted to kill hundreds of him with the Netherworld's Nether Fire, but it was impossible.

"I'm curious, how can these corpses look exactly like you?" Mo Lin wasn't in a hurry to act but asked Tang Wuqi instead.

"It's a gift from the Evil God; a mortal like you wouldn't understand." Tang Wuqi snorted coldly at Mo Lin.

"Mo Lin, if you side with the Evil God, I can teach you this ultimate skill."

Tang Wuqi still desired to recruit Mo Lin.

"Sorry, I'm not interested." Mo Lin originally hoped to get some useful information.

But Tang Wuqi kept talking nonsense.

"You really don't appreciate the offer when given."

Seeing Mo Lin's uncooperative attitude, Tang Wuqi immediately turned hostile.

"Lord, please come out." Tang Wuqi called towards the direction behind him.

A man dressed in gray-white clothing slowly emerged from behind.

The man's movements were light and airy, exuding an aura of Immortal Qi in every gesture.

Holding a long sword in his right hand, he appeared scholarly.

True God!

Lv Dongbin, Chunyangzi.

Seeing this person, Mo Lin's mind immediately filled with this phrase.

Of course.. this wasn't the real True God.

He was merely a divine thought of Lv Dongbin descending to the mortal world.

He was using a paper body.

Unlike the Peach Wood Dharma Body Sudhana used before,

the quality was much inferior.

A True God's descent is not casual,

it must be accompanied by sacrifices to call a True God to the mortal realm.

Lv Dongbin appearing here meant that many people were surely killed again.

"Why do you True Gods insist on coming to the mortal realm?" Mo Lin asked Lv Dongbin out of curiosity.

The same was true for the previous Sudhana, and now Chunyangzi.

"To seize the last trace of vitality in your mortal realm." Chunyangzi answered coldly.

The answer was too profound for Mo Lin to understand for the moment.

Chunyangzi then ignored Mo Lin and murmured to Tang Wuqi beside him, "After leaving here, I need one hundred thousand lives to reforge this Dharma Body of mine."

"As long as you solve this trouble before us, not to mention one hundred thousand lives, even two hundred thousand lives, I can procure them for you."

Chunyangzi nodded with satisfaction, "Alright."

"Sorry, you all seem a bit too excited."

Mo Lin interrupted Chunyangzi and Tang Wuqi's conversation and said again, "This is my home ground; it's you who will die."

At this moment, the Ghost Mother slowly took out a black jar.

She reached into it, grabbing something, and then pulled out a ghost.

The Ghost Mother placed the ghost on the ground.

The ghost's skin was green, its face twisted and ferocious, and its body gradually enlarged in mid-air, wielding a steel fork, radiating intense Evil Qi.

"Go... kill them." The Ghost Mother instructed the green ghost, pointing directly at Tang Wuqi.

"As you command!"

The green ghost nodded and charged forward with the steel fork.

The battle was on the verge of beginning.

The Ghost Mother showed no crisis awareness, holding the black jar and sitting on the ground.

She reached into the jar and began pulling out items.

One fierce ghost after another was extracted from the black jar.

"Today, I'll show you what terror truly is."

Mo Lin wanted to fully display his power.

He, praised many times by King Yan in the Underworld, relied not on luck but on strength.

"Lord City God!" Mo Lin shouted sternly.

A surge of golden light emerged,

City God donned in a golden Magical Robe was spat out by Mo Lin, floating in mid-air.

Seeing Chunyangzi at that moment, City God shook his head.

"Never thought you'd become a lackey to an evil spirit."

"You're still alive..." Seeing the City God's appearance, Chunyangzi's tone was filled with shock.

"Lucky to have survived." City God looked at Mo Lin.

He felt Mo Lin was stronger than before.

Moreover, Mo Lin's Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill was more powerful than before.

The summoning process was particularly smooth.

A surge of agitation erupted from Mo Lin's body.

"Let me out... let me destroy them."

A burst of rage erupted from Mo Lin's chest.

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