The ghosts left behind by Mo Lin were now either dead or injured.

A large portion survived only because of Chen Xi's protection.

Chen Xi used the power of the Yin God to fend off the Half-Immortal ahead.

"Those beasts from Chunyang Mountain, when Mo comes back, you're all going to die!" Jin Luo roared through clenched teeth.

"Slap!"

Someone had slapped Jin Luo right across the face.

There were about fifty people in this group, all uniformly dressed in white, wielding swords.

They killed ghosts indiscriminately, regardless of whether they were good or evil.

Only those ghosts under Chen Xi's protection survived.

"On what grounds do the people from Chunyang Mountain come to Yunzhou to kill ghosts?" Gan Jianhua questioned the white figure in the sky.

A sword light descended directly in front.

The only reply to Gan Jianhua was the sword light.

"Splurt!"

Blood splattered; Gan Jianhua's right arm was severed.

Instead of retreating, Gan Jianhua shouted even louder.

"On what grounds?"

Gan Jianhua screamed to the point of tearing his throat, "Using the guise of ghost extermination to do unspeakable deeds.

If not for these ghosts protecting Yunzhou, all ten thousand people here would have died.

On what grounds do you kill these ghosts?"

"Where were you when Yunzhou was in trouble?"

"When the East District of Yunzhou was overrun by ghosts and tens of thousands died, where were you? Why didn't you stand up?"

"If not for these ghosts rescuing us, Yunzhou would already be a Ghost City, with hundreds of thousands dead."

Gan Jianhua's pupils glowed bright red, "Do you people truly have no conscience?"

"Shut up!"

The white figure in the sky scolded again, a sword light coming straight down.

Gan Jianhua's head fell to the ground, blood flowing onto the ground.

Gan Jianhua, dead!

Seeing Gan Jianhua dead, Jin Luo couldn't hold back his tears.

Such hatred!

He hated himself for being useless.

Unable to protect anyone.

It was he who brought Gan Jianhua over, he who caused Gan Jianhua's downfall.

"Chunyang Mountain, you beasts!"

Jin Luo's arm was pierced by an iron nail as he struggled, blood flowing from his hand.

As if he couldn't feel pain, he twisted his body once more.

At this moment, a torrential rain began to fall from the sky.

Dense raindrops struck Jin Luo's face.

"Beasts!"

"Wait, when Mo returns, he certainly won't forgive you." Tears flowed uncontrollably from Jin Luo's eyes.

He cried.

Cried loudly.

For these ghosts that should not have died, he mourned.

He was deeply remorseful for Gan Jianhua's death.

At the same time, he felt it was his own weakness that led to this outcome.

Faced with the catastrophe at Yunzhou Prefecture, he felt like a useless waste, only able to roar helplessly.

Able to do nothing.

"Chen Xi! You must leave!"

Jin Luo shouted towards Chen Xi in the sky.

"If you don't leave now, you will all die."

"I beg you, leave quickly, you ghosts should not die here.

You saved tens of thousands in Yunzhou, you shouldn't die."

Pure Yang wielded his sword in his right hand, once more striking towards Chen Xi.

"Boom!"

An astonishing sound of thunder rang through the air.

A woman walked through the sky.

Her feet hovered, standing in mid-air.

The surrounding raindrops seemed intentionally avoided, leaving her side.

Just like the descent of a True God.

"Leave quickly!" the woman said coldly to Pure Yang and his men.

Pure Yang warily watched the woman before him.

To walk through the sky, such a feat could not be accomplished by ordinary people.

Seeing that Pure Yang had no intention of leaving.

The woman made her move, her right hand slowly rising, the raindrops in the air gathered and formed two large characters.

"True Martial"

Then, the woman flicked her right hand.

The words "True Martial" hovered in mid-air, directly isolating the group from Chunyang Mountain.

"True Martial Emperor body?" Pure Yang recognized the identity of the woman at this moment.

"Leave now, or I will kill you all." Zhen Lingling gently commanded.

Helpless, Pure Yang finally led the people of Chunyang Mountain away.

After confirming Pure Yang's departure, Zhen Lingling's body fell directly from the sky.

She had not truly mastered the power of the True Martial Emperor, and using that force had severely drained her.

As for killing everyone, it was merely to panic Pure Yang.

She intended to scare Pure Yang away.

Chen Xi immediately stretched out his hand to catch Zhen Lingling's falling body.

Mo Lin finally returned to Yunzhou.

Seeing bright red clouds floating in the sky over Yunzhou, he quickened his pace, feeling something was amiss.

Upon arrival at Yunzhou Prefecture, Mo Lin was stunned.

Dark mist filled the air.

This mist was from the ghosts that had died, forming after their death, and due to the excessive number of ghost deaths, it lingered for a long time.

"What happened? What is going on?"

Mo Lin saw Jingxin leaning against the wall, her chest pierced, bloodstained all over, with a deadly pale face, dead against the corner.

Seeing Jingxin dead, Mo Lin's arm trembled!

Dead?

How could she just die?

A few days ago, Jingxin was lively in front of Mo Lin.

How could she just die?

"Jingxin... Jingxin..." Mo Lin shook Jingxin's corpse, receiving no reply.

Suddenly, Mo Lin felt like he touched something.

Mo Lin lowered his head, slumping directly to the ground.

Gan Jianhua's head lay beside Mo Lin at this moment.

Mo Lin's pupils gradually widened, not knowing why, his eyes instinctively moistening.

"Gan Jianhua... You came to Yunzhou Prefecture, and I didn't even greet you.

How could you just die?"

"Gan Jianhua... Gan Jianhua...." No matter how Mo Lin shouted, there was no response.

Mo Lin gently held Gan Jianhua's head, then placed it beside his body.

"Jin Luo... Jin Luo..." Mo Lin called out loudly.

It was then Mo Lin saw Jin Luo's body, nailed to the wall, face pale.

In a dead faint.

Mo Lin hastily worked to free Jin Luo from the wall.

"Chen Xi!" Mo Lin shouted.

Chen Xi dragged his body over to Mo Lin's side.

"Lord Mo Lin, I'm sorry, it's my incompetence that couldn't protect all the ghosts."

Mo Lin glanced behind Chen Xi, Hong Ye, Bing Yu, and the ghosts all had broken bodies.

The total number of ghosts didn't surpass fifty.

Mo Lin had left over five hundred ghosts here.

But now, there were less than fifty.

Jingxin was dead.

Gan Jianhua was dead as well.

Jin Luo severely injured!

Mo Lin's ghosts were brutally slaughtered.

"Who did this? Who did this?" Mo Lin roared, his voice deafening.

"It was the people from Chunyang Mountain." Zhen Lingling, lying weakly on the ground, told Mo Lin.

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to Chunyang Mountain to demand answers."

Mo Lin swung his right hand violently.

A yellow cloud mist surged forth.

Wu Wei appeared behind Mo Lin instantaneously.

Then Wu Ling appeared.

The Martial Corpse appeared behind Mo Lin.

The Wu Wei family all arrived.

About fifty Yellow Springs Ghosts.

They hovered behind Mo Lin.

The most notable feature, this group of ghosts wore yellow clothes, their pupils also yellow.

"Follow me to Chunyang Mountain." Mo Lin commanded.

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