At the moment he saw this ghost, Mo Lin acted directly.

Mo Lin raised his palm, and the Netherworld's Nether Fire appeared, rushing straight towards the White Ghost.

A white palm was raised, and in the center of the palm, a small black and white insect appeared.

At the moment it touched the Netherworld's Nether Fire, the small white insect suddenly opened its mouth and swallowed it whole.

This scene bewildered Mo Lin.

It was Mo Lin's first time encountering such a situation.

Mo Lin raised his hand, and the Netherworld's Nether Fire charged towards the White Ghost once again.

The black-and-white insect suddenly opened its mouth again and absorbed the Nether Fire into its abdomen.

At this moment, Mo Lin seriously regarded this black-and-white insect.

Other than its color, which was different from a cicada, its size and appearance were quite similar.

The black-and-white insect floated beside the ghost.

"What rotten luck, I wanted to become a Yin God here, but ended up meeting a jinx like you," the White Ghost complained to Mo Lin.

Meeting Mo Lin was purely coincidental.

Upon hearing the term Yin God, Mo Lin immediately realized that the ghost before him was no ordinary one.

Definitely not a mere Little Ghost.

This creature has a significant background.

Of course, the ghost only mentioned wanting to cultivate into a Yin God; it doesn't mean he was one already.

Yin God was merely his target.

"You know me?" Mo Lin questioned the Hundred Ghosts.

"Of course, I know you. You destroyed our Ghost Realm's seventh headquarters a few days ago," the White Ghost retorted.

That sentence carried so much information.

The Ghost City Mo Lin destroyed a few days ago was the Ghost Realm's seventh headquarters in the mortal realm.

Can Mo Lin infer that the Ghost Realm has six more headquarters in the mortal realm?

It must be said, over the years, the Ghost Realm's power in the mortal realm had grown increasingly substantial.

As for Yedou, it practically had no foundation in the mortal realm and couldn't compare to the Ghost Realm.

Mo Lin has no impression of this ghost before his eyes, presumably this ghost had no standing in the Ghost Realm before.

"Aren't you curious why this insect can devour the Netherworld's Nether Fire?"

The White Ghost sneered, "This Fire-Devouring Insect was specially cultivated to deal with you."

Mo Lin has always opposed the Ghost Realm, which has tried to kill him several times but ended up being countered by Mo Lin.

To deal with Mo Lin, the Ghost Realm spared no expense to invite some powerful individuals to cultivate the Fire-Devouring Insect against Mo Lin.

The White Ghost glanced at the insect and praised, "This insect is quite effective against the Nether Fire."

This meant that Mo Lin had one less trump card to deal with the Ghost Realm's ghosts.

The White Ghost glanced at Mo Lin and then mocked, "You kid, not doing so well in the mortal realm, given how many enemies you have?

Judging by your appearance, it seems you don't know you've been set up, do you?"

"What setup?" Mo Lin retorted to the White Ghost.

"Are you stupid or am I stupid? If I tell you, won't you already know?" The White Ghost mocked Mo Lin.

He mentioned it intentionally to give Mo Lin some pressure.

As for the truth of the matter, he certainly couldn't divulge it.

"Nonsense, trying to distract me." Mo Lin thought the White Ghost might have intentionally said this to divert his attention.

The White Ghost raised his hand and used Ghost Skill.

Suddenly, blood-red bubbles appeared on the cement floor under Mo Lin's feet.

Mo Lin dared not stay on the ground; he used the Pure Origin and Profound Dao Technique, using Dao Power, to hover briefly in the air.

The blood-colored bubbles rose from the ground and floated towards Mo Lin's direction.

Just like children blowing bubbles with detergent.

Except the bubbles floating in front of him were blood-red, and their number kept increasing.

"Boom!"

A blood-colored bubble burst open, spreading terrifying damage like a bomb.

Just like a butterfly effect, "boom boom boom..."

The blood-colored bubbles around Mo Lin kept bursting one after another.

Mo Lin was forced to use the Netherworld's Nether Fire to protect himself.

Just as Mo Lin used the Netherworld's Nether Fire, the Fire-Devouring Insect from afar suddenly flew over and inhaled, absorbing the Nether Fire into its stomach.

This creature truly had a natural restraint against the Netherworld's Nether Fire.

Swallowing the Netherworld's Nether Fire forced Mo Lin to use Wish Power to shield himself.

Four-colored Wish Power floated on Mo Lin's skin, resisting the damage from the exploding blood bubbles.

The Netherworld's Nether Fire couldn't exert its power, causing Mo Lin's strength to drastically reduce.

Seeing it was difficult to kill Mo Lin from afar, the White Ghost chose to flee.

The ghost skill he used earlier was merely to confuse Mo Lin.

Mo Lin was, after all, the man who annihilated an entire Ghost City.

Even the fake Joyful Buddha in the Ghost City died at Mo Lin's hands.

Although the White Ghost had the Fire-Devouring Insect, he wasn't arrogant enough to think he could deal with Mo Lin.

Mo Lin turned around just in time to see the White Ghost running away.

"Yingying!" Mo Lin shouted.

Dao Ancestor, Yingying's figure immediately appeared right in front.

Seeing Yingying, the White Ghost was taken aback.

"How is it possible... you subdued her?"

Upon seeing Yingying, the White Ghost even forgot to run.

Yingying was an extremely special existence; even the Ghost Realm dared not provoke her.

She was among the first batch of creatures to arrive in the mortal realm.

It's rumored that this being cannot die!

Yingying raised her palm, and a pitch-black sphere appeared in her palm.

Yingying flung the black sphere towards the Hundred Ghosts.

The black sphere exploded directly, sweeping forward with terrifying force.

This was her Daoist Skill.

Then Yingying raised her hand again to use Daoist Skill.

A Buddha light appeared behind her, illuminating the sky and forming a massive Buddha shadow.

Enveloped by the Buddha light, the White Ghost couldn't move his body, not even capable of a simple dodge.

Helplessly watching the colossal palm from the sky slam down upon him.

"Boom!"

As the palm struck the ground, the White Ghost was immediately reduced to ashes, dead.

After which, Yingying withdrew her hand and returned to Mo Lin's side.

Such was Yingying's power.

In the mortal realm, Yingying was known as Dao Ancestor.

"Hey.."

Yingying stood before Mo Lin and suddenly spoke.

Mo Lin was startled.

Yingying's body had already been controlled by Mo Lin, containing a fragment of Mo Lin's soul.

But the voice just then clearly wasn't from Mo Lin's soul fragment.

Mo Lin suddenly realized that another force was trying to take over this body.

However, since Mo Lin occupied the main body, the other couldn't seize control.

Though barely able to make the body speak.

Yingying tilted her head, her gaze fixed on Mo Lin.

"Did you seize my clone? I'll surely avenge this."

A strange voice arose from Yingying's throat, then suddenly fell silent.

Isn't this just too outdated?

In this day and age, still using such a clichéd way to make threats?

To speak a threatening word to Mo Lin through this body?

Such a greeting style seemed to only come from those with extremely rigid thinking.

Anyway, Mo Lin couldn't bring himself to act this way; it's too awkward.

This phrase doesn't even qualify as a threat.

Mo Lin didn't feel frightened, merely curious about who was attempting to take control of Yingying's body.

It's just that the greeting approach was incredibly awkward.

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