Mo Lin's voice thoroughly alarmed the entire Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion.

The Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion was indeed a force with a very deep foundation.

Its ancestor was Celestial Master Zhong Kui.

Its strength was entirely unmatched even by the Celestial Sect.

The numerous disciples of the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion quickly responded.

A group of men wearing Daoist robes surrounded Mo Lin.

"Who are you! What are you here to stir up?" One of the gatekeepers questioned Mo Lin.

"Who's your manager?" Mo Lin asked the man.

"I'm not, but..." The man hadn't finished speaking when Mo Lin interrupted him.

"If you're not the manager, then shut up."

Mo Lin directly retorted at the man.

"Have the manager of the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion come out," Mo Lin commanded harshly.

"Who do you think you are? Why should the manager come out to see you?" The man disdainfully shouted at Mo Lin.

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, a powerful force impacted the man's body.

"Pfft." The man spat out blood and was flung over a meter away, crashing to the ground unconscious.

Mo Lin had struck and injured the man.

"Brother, did you come here just to make trouble?" Another man stepped forward, questioning Mo Lin.

Mo Lin pointed to the corpse of Jing Ziling on the ground and spoke again, "I want justice for him."

"Seeking justice for the dead? Are you serious?" The man looked at Mo Lin as if he were looking at a lunatic.

"Yes, I'm serious," Mo Lin replied earnestly.

"Alright then, I'll give you some Netherworld Currency, just leave," the man said, pulling out a few hundred in Netherworld Currency, about to hand it to Mo Lin.

"I'm here to demand justice for him," Mo Lin repeated.

"Alright, stop talking nonsense and just take the money and leave." The man impatiently said, attempting to forcibly shove the Netherworld Currency into Mo Lin's hands.

"Kid, take the money and go, stop trying to make your presence known here."

"Seeking justice for a dead person? Can you stop the act?"

The voices of those Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion disciples echoed all around.

Mo Lin acted as though he couldn't hear them, continuing to speak to himself.

"Jing Ziling died protecting Lady City God's immortal body in the Eastern Domain, killed at the hands of your Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion. I'm here demanding an explanation."

"What Lady City God? We don't know anyone like that.

Even if he was killed by our Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion, it must be for the greater good.

Jing Ziling couldn't have been a good person, or else our Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion wouldn't have killed him."

A man dressed in black decisively spoke up.

Mo Lin raised his hand, and the Netherworld's Nether Fire surged out like a python, engulfing the man in black.

"Ah... Ah..."

The man in black let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Struggling in the black flames, attempting to break free, but it was futile.

He was directly consumed by the flames.

The man's comments were too infuriating, and Mo Lin couldn't hold back, leading him to strike.

Seeing Mo Lin kill someone, the group immediately gathered together.

They all drew their Copper Coin Swords.

Some Red Dust Immortals used Wish Power, confronting Mo Lin.

Mo Lin glanced around casually, seeing at least over a hundred people before him.

"I'm only here for an explanation, I'm not here to make trouble," Mo Lin stated once more.

This group completely ignored Mo Lin's words.

"Kill him."

"This guy dared to kill people from our Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion, he must be eliminated."

"So reckless, does he really think he's invincible?"

"Today we must take him down."

The crowd expressed their agreement, intending to kill Mo Lin.

A man swung his Copper Coin Sword, slashing towards Mo Lin.

Mo Lin dodged the man's attack to the right.

At the same time, another Two-Colored Red Dust Immortal launched a Dual-Colored Wishing Power attack at Mo Lin.

Mo Lin similarly evaded his attack.

These people were attacking ferociously, all with the intention of killing Mo Lin.

"Please, have the manager of Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion come out, or I will start a massacre," Mo Lin declared once more.

As Mo Lin's words fell, no one responded to him.

At that moment, a man wearing a multicolored outfit suddenly stepped on Jing Ziling's corpse.

Seeing this scene, a murderous intent flashed in Mo Lin's eyes.

"Remove your foot from Jing Ziling's body," Mo Lin said coldly to the man in multicolored clothing.

"It's just a dead body, what does it matter if I step on it? Does it really upset you?" The man in multicolored clothing scoffed.

"It seems this guy really cares about the dead."

Another man, unimpressed by the disturbance, stepped forward and also placed his foot on Jing Ziling's corpse.

"What's wrong with stepping on a corpse?"

"You've come here to cause trouble, so you must face the consequences."

Thus, a few more people placed their feet on Jing Ziling's body.

These individuals were provoking Mo Lin's bottom line.

"Can't you just stop bullying the dead?" Mo Lin said coldly once more.

"What if we are bullying the dead?"

"Had you not come to Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion seeking trouble, would we have been able to bully a dead person?"

"You're the one at fault."

Once again, the disciples of the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion spoke up.

Mo Lin glanced at the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion, but still, no manager came out.

"If the manager doesn't come out, I am going to start killing," Mo Lin said coldly.

"Did you hear what he said?"

"Killing? Is he challenging our entire Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion?"

"Does he think we're all soft targets?"

"What arrogance he has!"

"We're part of Celestial Master Zhong Kui's Daoist Lineage, is he so audacious?"

The weaker ones always raised their voices the loudest.

Since the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion wouldn't act.

Mo Lin saw no reason to waste any more words.

If the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion couldn't grant justice, then Mo Lin would seek it himself.

Mo Lin raised his hand, unleashing the Five-Colored Wishing Power.

Seeing the power of Mo Lin's Five-Colored Red Dust Immortal, the disciples of the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion showed signs of apprehension.

Those who had stepped on Jing Ziling's body in provocation earlier also halted their actions.

Mo Lin condensed a Five-Color Wishing Power Longsword and then struck directly.

Anyone below the Five-Colored Red Dust Immortal level couldn't withstand Mo Lin's sword.

Those who had earlier stepped on Jing Ziling's corpse were all slain by Mo Lin's single strike.

Then, Mo Lin raised his hand again, unleashing another sword strike.

At the moment Mo Lin's Five-Color Wishing Power Longsword struck, the great array of the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion suddenly activated, golden light rushing forth, blocking Mo Lin's attack.

Mo Lin raised his right hand, pressing his thumb and index finger together, assuming a position, gathering Wish Power in his palm.

"Wish Power Magnet!"

An observant person exclaimed.

The disciples of the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion snapped back, retreating into the great array of the mansion.

At that moment, they no longer underestimated Mo Lin.

Earlier, those clamoring with harsh words had now all closed their mouths.

"Please, Taoist friend, show mercy."

The voice of a woman reached them.

A simply-dressed woman slowly appeared.

With just a gray-white coat, her hair tied up high, and no makeup, she was dressed very simply.

The moment this woman appeared, the crowd instinctively parted for her.

Clearly, this woman was the manager of the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion.

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