All eyes were fixed on Mo Lin.

The black-clad man who was about to leave had one foot out the door, while the other hovered in the air.

After hearing Mo Lin's scolding, the man helplessly withdrew his foot.

In the courtyard, there were roughly twenty people, and at this moment, they all stopped reluctantly.

Not to mention anything else, Mo Lin's Immortal Pet alone, no one in the courtyard was its match.

"Tell me, what's going on." Mo Lin said slowly to Jingxin.

Jingxin nodded and then truthfully reported the situation to Mo Lin.

Only then did Mo Lin understand, that these people were here to seize the Yunzhou map.

As for Jingxin, she was the manager responsible for receiving Mo Lin.

Before Mo Lin arrived, she was always managing Yunzhou.

The evil cultivators of Yunzhou, knowing Lin Xiaoman had died, began to stir, looking for trouble in every way.

Jingxin wasn't their match, hence what had just unfolded.

"Henceforth, I will guard Yunzhou. If anyone dares to rebel, I shall eliminate them." Mo Lin stated firmly.

Mo Lin had to say what needed to be said regarding these people, whether they listened or not.

That was another matter entirely.

Establishing authority, of course, was necessary.

"Do you know about my being trapped by a deceitful technique?" Mo Lin asked the surrounding crowd.

The crowd's expressions were very complex at this moment.

Their expressions indicated they likely knew something.

"Speak up if you know anything?" Mo Lin said once more.

A man in black slowly spoke, "It was someone invited by the Chu Family who acted against you."

This man wisely revealed all he knew outright.

This matter was no secret.

Almost everyone in Yunzhou knew.

"Yes, it was the Chu Family's doing."

"Correct, it was the Chu Family."

Once the first person expressed their stance, the others followed suit, one after another.

Seeing their cooperation, Mo Lin did not pursue further trouble.

"You may leave." Mo Lin gestured with his hand.

So the people each left one by one.

"Jiangzhou Prefecture, are you the only person?" Mo Lin asked Jingxin.

"Jiangzhou Prefecture also has Sun Yu and Sun Jin, the siblings."

Jingxin said worriedly to Mo Lin, "But it's only the siblings guarding the eastern district of Yunzhou, where ghosts are causing trouble."

"Take me there." Mo Lin said slowly to Jingxin.

"Okay." Jingxin nodded and then drove Mo Lin to the East District.

From Jiangzhou Prefecture to the East District, it's only twenty minutes by car.

The East District is a defensive line.

There's a team guarding against ghosts, roughly over a hundred people here.

Additionally, a Daoist sect guards this place.

Jingxin drove, taking Mo Lin to the East District.

Mo Lin furrowed his brow as the front was shrouded in particularly dense black ghost Qi.

A dark cloud floated in the air.

The cloud was laced with crimson.

Jingxin drove towards the East District.

"Bang!"

A loud crash sounded, and the windshield shattered completely.

A long-haired black ghost clung to the window.

Jingxin hurriedly hit the brakes.

This was a Deadly Level ghost.

The Deadly Level ghost smashed through the glass and grasped Jingxin's neck tightly.

Blood marks appeared around Jingxin's neck.

Mo Lin raised his hand and punched, obliterating the Deadly Level ghost.

Jingxin bowed his head, gasping heavily.

Mo Lin exited the car slowly, seeing black ghost shadows flashing across the sky.

"The East District has fallen," Jingxin instantly realized seeing ghosts flying chaotically in the sky.

These ghosts saw humans and swooped down.

People were fleeing in panic all around.

Two ghosts charged directly at Mo Lin.

Mo Lin raised his right hand, and the Netherworld's Nether Fire surged out, burning the two charging ghosts to ashes.

"What do I do? My family is still here!"

"It's over, it's over." Jingxin felt utter despair looking at the surrounding ghosts.

The fall of the East District meant countless ghosts would invade.

In no more than three days, Yunzhou would turn into hell on earth.

Mo Lin stood still; it was his first day in Yunzhou.

Was the fall of the East District too coincidental?

Mo Lin could even feel it was targeted at him.

Mo Lin walked straight towards the East District.

Bodies lay on the ground along the way, their faces pale with various wounds.

They were all killed by ghosts.

A girl, about five years old, wore braids.

She had a cute and playful appearance.

She smiled and walked down the street.

Upon seeing Mo Lin, her smile grew increasingly eerie.

Her entire face suddenly ruptured.

A ghost shadow flew out from her body, lunging at Mo Lin.

Mo Lin waved his hand, and the Five-Colored Wishing Power surged out, annihilating the ghost.

Everyone here was dead.

The pungent smell of blood filled the air.

The closer to the East District one got, the more people had died.

These were ordinary people, not Daoist cultivators.

"Bastards! You will die a miserable death." A man stood on the ground, cursing loudly.

The man was covered in blood; his right arm was severed, and his left eye was blind.

Due to excessive blood loss, there was no trace of liveliness on his face.

"The fall of the East District, how many will die in Yunzhou!

You people don't care..." the man shouted hoarsely.

Upon seeing Mo Lin, the man grew particularly excited.

"Daoist, quickly inform the current manager of Yunzhou and tell them, the East District has fallen."

"I am the current manager of Yunzhou." Mo Lin answered the man slowly.

"You are Mo Lin?" the man asked Mo Lin slowly.

"Yes." Mo Lin nodded.

"Lord Mo Lin, I'm sorry, I couldn't resist the ghost invasion." The man said slowly to Mo Lin.

"It's not related to my brother; it's those people from Daoist Mountain who didn't come to aid, their sabotage led to the fall of the East District."

A weak voice came.

Mo Lin lowered his head and saw a woman's body on the ground.

The woman's body was split from the waist; she was certainly done for.

She was hanging onto her last breath.

With her words spoken, she gently closed her eyes.

"Don't move, I'll stop the bleeding for you." Mo Lin said, reaching to stop the man's bleeding.

"My Lord, don't bother, I'm dying." The man gave a bitter smile.

He knew his body better, and he surely couldn't live.

"Tell me what happened?" Mo Lin asked the man.

"The people from Daoist Mountain stood by and watched, resulting in the ghost breaking through the East District."

With these words left behind, the man closed his eyes.

Mo Lin had arrived too late.

If Mo Lin had come a few minutes earlier, maybe they could have survived.

But now, it was too late to say anything.

Mo Lin continued forward.

Ahead was the defensive line of the East District.

The ground was littered with incomplete bodies.

All the people here were dead.

None survived.

This place connected the Jiangzhou Dao's defensive line.

If this place fell, the ghosts from Jiangzhou Dao would endlessly flood into Yunzhou.

"Swoosh..."

Suddenly, a torrential rain poured down from the sky.

The rain washed over the ground.

The wind gusted, swaying the trees left and right.

Mo Lin's clothes were instantly soaked by the rain.

Blood mixed with rainwater, covering the ground.

The mixture gradually flooded over Mo Lin's feet.

"Let's go, Yunzhou has fallen!" a woman with an umbrella reminded Mo Lin.

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