Mo Lin harbors a unique sentiment for the Ghost Suppression Book.

This book has the power to change Mo Lin's life, accompanying him for a long time.

Now that the Ghost Suppression Book has transformed into the Yellow Springs Book, for Mo Lin, it is solely beneficial, with no drawbacks.

The golden book lands in Mo Lin's hands.

Mo Lin opens the Yellow Springs Book, eager to understand its purpose.

The moment he opens the Yellow Springs Book, a burst of golden light streams into Mo Lin's brow.

It's knowledge about the Yellow Springs Book.

"Master the Yellow Springs Book, and you shall become the lord of the Yellow Springs Realm."

Seeing these bold words, Mo Lin feels a surge of excitement.

The Yellow Springs Realm is quite a mysterious place.

It's not inferior to Yedou in any way.

Moreover, the Yellow Springs Ghosts within the realm are powerful; if Mo Lin could control the Yellow Springs Realm, his strength would escalate significantly.

At least it would undergo earth-shattering changes.

For Mo Lin, this is a tremendous opportunity.

If he controls the Yellow Springs Realm, dealing with the Ghost Realm or confronting evils becomes feasible.

"Go to the Yellow Springs Realm, activate the Yellow Springs Book."

The front page of the Yellow Springs Book presents another line of bold text.

Mo Lin quietly puts away the Yellow Springs Book.

He currently lacks the time to visit the Yellow Springs Realm, and can only wait to resolve the matters here before he can venture there.

Before the Yellow Springs Book is activated, it remains inert.

"Help..."

In the distance... a cry for help comes from the direction of Zhang Min and the others.

They must have encountered some trouble.

Mo Lin wastes no time, turning to run towards Zhang Min and the others' direction.

Passing through a narrow alleyway.

Arriving outside a deserted courtyard.

The screams emanate from here.

The courtyard is overgrown with weeds, except for a path recently trodden by someone.

Mo Lin follows this path inside.

The smell of blood assails him.

Mo Lin lifts his head, finally seeing a half corpse hanging on the beam of the door ahead.

Blood drips from the beam onto the ground.

As for the upper half of the corpse, Mo Lin hasn't seen it.

Ahead lies a main hall.

The wooden door is wide open.

Mo Lin walks in slowly.

The moment he steps into the living room, the surroundings undergo a radical transformation.

Much like the dizziness experienced during the first elevator ride.

Soon after, he arrives at a strange place.

Mo Lin faced similar scenarios while traveling by high-speed train before.

This scene spans the size of a football field.

All around are burial mounds.

The ground strewn with people now eradicated.

Now, Jin Luo and Zhang Min among others have gathered together.

These people vigilantly fix their gaze ahead.

Zhang Min is a Two-Colored Red Dust Immortal, yet she is in dire straits.

Her left arm broken, blood flowing through the vacant sleeve.

Her forehead beads with sweat, her body swaying, as if she might faint at any moment.

Originally about a dozen people, but now only five survive.

Jin Luo and Sun Qiaoqiao stand firmly beside Zhang Min, watching the surroundings warily.

The other two also remain cautious, ready to fight.

"Mo... don't come over here, run quickly." Jin Luo seeing Mo Lin arrive, shouts at him.

"Please go notify the Celestial Sect, ask them to send someone of captain rank to rescue us."

Mo Lin is their only chance at survival.

If Mo Lin can summon someone of captain rank, perhaps they might survive.

Sun Qiaoqiao also calls out to Mo Lin: "Mo Lin, there's a very formidable guy here, you should leave quickly, call someone from the Celestial Sect, and have them come save us."

Mo Lin continues to walk forward as if he hasn't heard them.

Seeing Mo Lin's action, Sun Qiaoqiao is startled.

Her pupils gradually enlarge.

To her, Mo Lin's actions seem akin to courting death.

"Hey... can't you hear me?" Sun Qiaoqiao shouts at Mo Lin.

"No need to call anyone, I can handle the person here." Mo Lin calmly says to Sun Qiaoqiao.

"Don't joke around... the people here are very formidable."

Sun Qiaoqiao sobs, desperation etched on her face, "I beg you, please call someone over.

I'm still young, I don't want to die here."

She truly feels hopeless.

If Mo Lin gets trapped here too, they really won't have any hope of survival.

Seeing Mo Lin charge forward resolutely, Sun Qiaoqiao's sobbing grows heavier.

"Mo Lin, don't pretend to be strong... the enemy here is genuinely powerful.

Didn't you see how severely Teacher Zhang is injured?"

"Even someone as strong as Li Xu is not a match."

"Quickly escape, go to the Celestial Sect and call for help."

Sun Qiaoqiao sounds utterly desperate.

As Mo Lin steps forward, her heart sinks into despair.

Soon, Mo Lin steps fully inside.

At that moment, Sun Qiaoqiao's heart falls entirely.

It's over... it's all over...

They are all going to die here.

Sun Qiaoqiao collapses to the ground; at this moment, she's lost even the desire to resist.

Jin Luo too is steeped in despair... all he can do is silently hope that Mo Lin isn't merely pretending to be strong.

A black silhouette suddenly rushes toward them from ahead.

Seeing the black figure, Sun Qiaoqiao braces herself for death.

With no way out, she might as well face death head-on.

Sun Qiaoqiao closes her eyes slightly, prepared to embrace death.

After waiting a moment, she surprisingly finds herself still alive.

Then Sun Qiaoqiao opens her eyes, seeing Mo Lin standing before her.

With one foot, Mo Lin kicks the dark silhouette flying over a meter away.

Sun Qiaoqiao's eyes gradually widen, the despair in her expression slowly replaced by light.

"Four... four colors?"

Sun Qiaoqiao's voice trembles, "Are you... a Four-Colored Red Dust Immortal?"

Her tone brims with shock!

Astonishment!

Bewilderment!

Surprise!

The expression accompanying Sun Qiaoqiao's voice shows just how astounded she is.

The shock penetrates deep into her heart.

Her tears start to flow with excitement.

"A Four-Colored Red Dust Immortal... it's actually a Four-Colored Red Dust Immortal..."

The feeling is like being suddenly told she doesn't have to die after being certain of it.

This joy makes Sun Qiaoqiao unable to control her tears.

Her heartbeat races.

Mo Lin proves to be far more adept than Teacher Zhang.

And far more adept.

Teacher Zhang is merely a Two-Colored Red Dust Immortal.

But Mo Lin turns out to be a Four-Colored Red Dust Immortal.

His power, here as well as in the Celestial Sect, stands among the elite in the Red Dust Road lineage.

The Red Dust Immortal realm is notoriously difficult to cultivate.

Every color represents a rank within the realm.

Take Zhang Min, for instance; she was a Two-Colored Red Dust Immortal three years ago, and still is now.

Thus, the difficulty of cultivating as a Red Dust Immortal is evident.

After all, nurturing Worshiping Ghosts isn't easy.

Sun Qiaoqiao's pupils hold a hint of admiration.

If entering the Celestial Sect places one among the geniuses, then Mo Lin is a genius among geniuses.

At this moment, everyone beside Mo Lin fades into insignificance.

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