Jiang Yun walked ahead to lead the way for Mo Lin.

"What happened?" Mo Lin was very puzzled. When he left, Yunhua Dao was quite safe, so what had suddenly gone wrong?

"Just an hour ago, a few Ghost Kings suddenly arrived, causing a shift in the battle," Jiang Yun explained to Mo Lin.

"What about Xin Ziruo?" Mo Lin couldn't forget that crazy woman who wanted to kill him.

Mo Lin was worried that if he met Xin Ziruo again, she would once again show killing intent towards him.

"I've already persuaded Xin. The enmity between you two should be resolved after Yunhua Dao's crisis is over, and Xin has agreed."

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Yun said to Mo Lin, "Benefactor, do you know why Xin has such a strong killing intent towards you?"

"Why?"

"Xin's ancestors left a saying: anyone practicing the Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill must be killed. She wants to kill you because of ancestral rules, not because she has a personal grudge against you."

Hearing Jiang Yun's words, Mo Lin felt like cursing.

How could Mo Lin possibly ask for a wisp of Immortal Qi from Xin Ziruo with such a connection?

If Xin Ziruo actually agreed to give him a wisp of Immortal Qi, it would indeed be the sun rising in the west.

In the midst of their conversation, they had already arrived at the main road.

The battle had just ended.

There were about five hundred people on the main road.

Among them were Daoist cultivators, Red Dust Immortals, and those practicing the Ghost-Controlling Dao.

In short, it was a mixed crowd.

At a glance, Mo Lin saw the white-haired woman, Xin Ziruo, among the crowd.

Xin Ziruo was chatting happily with a man, smiling brightly.

The next moment, her peripheral vision caught Mo Lin, and her smile immediately vanished.

Replacing it was a face full of resentment.

Mo Lin shamelessly waved at Xin Ziruo.

Then he walked towards Xin Ziruo.

"Xin Ziruo, our enmity is a matter of past generations. In reality, there's no grudge between us two."

Xin Ziruo's gaze turned icy, and she sparingly said, "Then what?"

"Soon, there will be a great calamity here, which you might not withstand. Give me a wisp of Immortal Qi, and I will help you weather this disaster," Mo Lin said to Xin Ziruo again.

"Get lost..." Xin Ziruo coldly spat out a word.

Beside her, the man dressed in black snorted, "Stop spreading alarmist rumors. You just want to trick Xin Ziruo for her Immortal Qi, don't you?"

"Xin Ziruo, rest assured, if trouble arises later, I will definitely protect you."

The man speaking was named Zheng Wuji.

He was the captain of the ninth squad of the Netherworld King Hall.

Zheng Wuji wished nothing more than to cuddle up to Xin Ziruo's face, looking utterly sycophantic.

Even an outsider could see that he was attracted by Xin Ziruo's beauty.

"You should call for more support from the Netherworld King Hall," Mo Lin reminded Zheng Wuji.

"What do you know?"

Zheng Wuji rebuked Mo Lin, "No need to call for help. With me and Xin Ziruo here, we can definitely fend off all invading ghosts."

Seeing his confidence, Mo Lin just coldly chuckled and said nothing more, stepping back.

Mo Lin waved to Jiang Yun, indicating for her to come over.

Jiang Yun came to Mo Lin's side and asked, "Benefactor, what's wrong?"

"You should leave here quickly."

"Ah... why?"

"Staying here, you won't be of help, and might even die. Leave now."

Jiang Yun opened her mouth to ask something, but seeing Mo Lin's serious face, she knew he wasn't joking with her.

"Young lady, don't let him scare you. Stay here, and if trouble comes, I can keep you safe," Zheng Wuji said confidently to Jiang Yun.

Zheng Wuji had been guarding this place for many years, and had seen every storm.

Every time, the fuss turned out to be much ado about nothing.

Even though the ghost's momentum seemed significant this time, it would probably calm down before long.

He had encountered such situations before.

"So should I leave or not?" Jiang Yun gave Mo Lin a questioning look.

"No need to leave. I want to see how he can protect you."

This Zheng Wuji was truly arrogant and conceited.

Mo Lin intended to embarrass him today.

"Alright," Jiang Yun nodded and then stood next to Mo Lin.

Zheng Wuji, having combat experience, summoned all the people on the outer auxiliary road over.

And called over another squad.

The eighth squad of the Netherworld King Hall also hurried over.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

A gust of strong wind blew.

The wind was cold and biting.

"Everyone be on guard, the ghosts are coming."

This gust of cold wind was not purposefully blown by those ghosts.

It was because there were too many ghosts, causing the cold wind to rise.

The fierce wind blew, and soon countless ghost shadows surged from the front.

Mo Lin instantly spotted a Ghost King's figure within the ghostly horde.

The Ghost King charged with over a thousand ghosts.

Upon seeing the Ghost King, Zheng Wuji showed a wary expression.

Beside him, Xin Ziruo also pulled out a long sword.

When all the ghosts rushed over.

Zheng Wuji's ninth squad began to engage.

The human-ghost battle commenced directly.

Zheng Wuji directly charged in front of the Ghost King, emitting a cold snort.

"Great Virtuous King Kongming."

Behind him, a phantom appeared out of thin air.

A massive body stood behind Zheng Wuji.

Great Virtuous King Kongming, the phantom appeared.

Nine faces, thirty-four arms.

The moment the Great Virtuous King Kongming's phantom appeared, vast power spread around like a tide.

The nearby Little Ghosts were instantaneously exploded by this force.

This was Zheng Wuji's method.

It was also the reason their Netherworld King Hall could stand guard here.

They revered the Great Virtuous King Kongming, so they could summon the king's phantom.

The appearance of thirty-four arms was hair-raising.

The thirty-four arms directly struck the Ghost King fiercely.

The Ghost King raised his right hand, surging with Ghost Qi, trying to fend off the Great Virtuous King Kongming's attack.

Sadly, it had no effect. The arms struck the Ghost King, creating web-like cracks all over its body.

Zheng Wuji showed a proud smile, while simultaneously casting a provocative glance at Mo Lin.

It was as if he were mocking Mo Lin.

It must be said, Zheng Wuji was indeed very powerful.

To be able to maim a Ghost King with the phantom of the Great Virtuous King Kongming revealed his level of strength.

No wonder he was guarding the first line of defense.

"Boom!"

A colossal force struck the Great Virtuous King Kongming's phantom.

Zheng Wuji's body was jolted backwards.

In front appeared four Ghost Kings.

Along with the Ghost King here, that made five Ghost Kings.

The disdain on Zheng Wuji's face completely disappeared, replaced with a serious expression.

He had guarded this place for many years, and this was the first time he encountered five Ghost Kings simultaneously.

It was not just a mere appearance of five Ghost Kings.

Suddenly, many Cave Master Level ghosts appeared around.

The numbers exceeded a thousand.

Even Mo Lin showed a cautious demeanor.

No wonder, previously Mo Jingmei had reminded Mo Lin to survive.

It seemed it was not without reason.

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