The means were still very sinister.

Pretending to look for bodyguards, they lured people in, then killed them.

I don't know how many Daoist cultivators they've killed with this method.

Corpse People are divided into two types. The first type is created after a person dies.

They obey their master's orders and retain all abilities they had when alive.

The other type of Corpse Person is like Wu Peiling.

She turns herself into a Corpse Person, gaining almost immortal abilities.

As long as the heart isn't destroyed, they are nearly impossible to kill.

For example, when Wu Peiling lost an arm earlier, she acted as if nothing happened.

The room, which wasn't very big to begin with, suddenly became crowded with people.

These people with deathly pale faces, appearing lifeless, are the so-called Corpse People.

"Damn it, don't think I'm a pushover."

Wubei shouted, immediately summoning his Contract Ghost.

Three Contract Ghosts instantly appeared in the room.

In the next moment, his three Contract Ghosts charged toward the dozen or so Corpse People in front of them.

One ghost slapped off a Corpse Person's head directly.

The other two ghosts also attacked, shattering another Corpse Person's arm.

The Corpse Person who lost its head wasn't dead and used Daoist Skill to charge at Wubei again.

This is the terrifying thing about the Corpse People.

These Corpse People won't die regardless if they lose an arm, a leg, or even their head.

They are incredibly difficult to deal with.

Moreover, these Corpse People are strong, all at least one-color Red Dust Immortals.

They used Monochromatic Wishing Power to charge at Wubei.

The Monochromatic Wishing Power hit Wubei's chest, and he flew backward like a broken kite.

He was blown back more than ten meters, falling out of a window.

Mo Lin saw this and also jumped out of the window into the yard.

Dozens of Corpse People surrounded Mo Lin and Wubei.

Dealing with these Corpse People is even more troublesome than dealing with Ghosts.

"Brother Mo Lin, should we split up and run?" Wubei asked Mo Lin.

In this situation, there's a better chance of surviving if they split up.

"No need to run, I'll handle this."

Mo Lin said coldly.

"Brother, don't overestimate yourself, these Corpse People..." Wubei started to speak but swallowed his words.

He saw purple flames appear in Mo Lin's hand.

"Brother, don't scare me! Isn't that the Netherworld's Nether Fire?"

Wubei's expression was even more exaggerated than when he saw the Corpse People.

His face twisted in fear.

Although he guessed Mo Lin's identity.

He still found it hard to believe.

Seeing Mo Lin was scarier than seeing those Corpse People.

As if Mo Lin was some heinous criminal.

"That's right, this is the Netherworld's Nether Fire." Mo Lin responded unhurriedly.

Confirming Mo Lin's identity, Wubei slumped to the ground in fright.

"You're the one who killed over two thousand Daoist cultivators on Great Spirit Mountain and caused havoc?"

"Those reports are inaccurate, Great Spirit Mountain framed me." Mo Lin explained to Wubei.

But Wubei couldn't listen to Mo Lin's explanation, turning pale with fear.

"Lord Mo Lin, please don't kill me!

I'm just a small Daoist cultivator, not worth your attention."

Wubei pleaded desperately to Mo Lin.

Mo Lin then realized, two thousand Daoist cultivators?

When did he kill two thousand Daoist cultivators?

Such rumors are too outrageous, aren't they?

Look at Wubei, scared out of his wits, his face devoid of blood.

His legs were trembling with fright.

"Am I really that scary?" Mo Lin asked Wubei.

"I heard you have a condition, where if you don't kill a few hundred Daoist cultivators a day, you feel uncomfortable and can't sleep.

You were on Great Spirit Mountain because you suppressed the urge to kill Daoist cultivators for too many days, and the condition flared up, revealing your true nature." Wubei said with his head down.

Whoever started this rumor, it's absurd.

What's this nonsense about feeling uncomfortable without killing people?

Yet, some people actually believe this rubbish.

Mo Lin was speechless.

"Do you believe this rubbish?" Mo Lin asked Wubei.

"Lord Mo Lin, of course I do.

I've heard about your feats, at Celestial Sect, you wiped out the Celestial Sect's Red Dust Immortal Lineage.

In the battle of Beihai, you fought dozens of Great Ghosts and survived.

In the battle of Xu Yue City, you fought numerous ghosts, I've heard about all these events.

And I know about you recently destroying the Ghost Realm Fourth District."

"Please don't kill me, I still want to live a few more days."

Wubei was frantic, unable to hear Mo Lin's words, even starting to babble.

Mo Lin simply ignored him.

Mo Lin raised his hand, and the purple flames surged out, enveloping the dozen or so Corpse People ahead.

These Corpse People burned like ignited gasoline, consumed by the purple flames in an instant.

Although these Corpse People won't die from losing limbs, encountering Mo Lin's Netherworld's Nether Fire was different.

Directly reduced to ashes by the Netherworld's Nether Fire.

Mo Lin's Netherworld's Nether Fire was a bane to these Corpse People.

The Corpse People's greatest advantage was being hard to kill, but Mo Lin's Netherworld's Nether Fire countered them.

From afar, Wu Peiling witnessed this scene, her pupils constricted sharply.

"Isn't that the infamous Mo Lin who's wanted?"

Everyone in the mortal realm knows Mo Lin's Netherworld's Nether Fire, right?

Especially the uproar caused by Mo Lin on Great Spirit Mountain, everyone knows.

Wu Peiling knew she wasn't a match for Mo Lin, so she turned to escape.

She had just left the hotel when she was surrounded by the Netherworld's Nether Fire.

As for the white-haired old man, he was following closely behind Wu Peiling.

Seeing Mo Lin catching up, the white-haired old man no longer hid and charged directly at Mo Lin.

The white-haired old man was less than a meter away from Mo Lin when the Netherworld's Nether Fire engulfed him.

The white-haired old man had some skills, but sadly, they were useless against the Netherworld's Nether Fire.

The abilities of Corpse People were thoroughly restrained by Mo Lin's Netherworld's Nether Fire.

Wu Peiling gave up resisting.

"What do you want?"

"Do you know Su Yunling?" Mo Lin asked Wu Peiling.

"The eldest daughter of the Su Family? Didn't she die?"

Wu Peiling exclaimed, clearly knowing Su Yunling.

"Where is her brother?"

"Her brother has been turned into a Corpse Person and is a watchdog at the Su Family.

Five years ago, Su Yunling's father married a stepmother.

The stepmother killed Su Yunling's father and turned her brother into a Corpse Person.

Her sister was raped by the Chen Family's eldest son and several friends and then committed suicide."

Wu Peiling knew about Su Yunling's situation.

The Su Family was well-known in Qingshan State, one of the top families.

The events stirred a significant uproar.

Almost everyone in Qingshan State knew.

"Alright, I understand."

With those words, Mo Lin used the Netherworld's Nether Fire to end Wu Peiling's life.

This group had killed countless people, death was too good for them.

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