This man managed to come here alive purely through his willpower.

Straining to hold himself up, he was now at the end of his strength.

"Thank you, my lord, for being willing to reach out and save the people."

After leaving these words, the man breathed his last.

"Zhen Lingling, bury him. I need to go to the Celestial Sect now," Mo Lin slowly said to Zhen Lingling.

"Understood," Zhen Lingling nodded.

Thus, Mo Lin set out for the Celestial Sect.

Driving to the Celestial Sect took too long.

Mo Lin found an airline and took a helicopter to the Celestial Sect.

Two hours later, Mo Lin arrived in Yanjing.

Blood-red clouds covered the sky.

Bodies were scattered everywhere.

Blood pooled like a stream!

The closer Mo Lin got to the Celestial Sect, the more bodies he encountered.

Daoist cultivators...

They were all Daoist cultivators who had not entered the Red Dust Path.

As he went further, the bodies of One-Color Red Dust Immortals appeared.

The further Mo Lin walked, the more bodies there were.

The corpses were piled up like mountains.

Beyond that, there was no path.

Mo Lin could only step over the bodies to continue forward.

A middle-aged man was struggling to stand on the ground.

Rather than standing, it was more accurate to say that the man was kneeling on the ground.

His legs were broken, his head hung low, and his arms were gone.

There was a massive hole in his chest.

His face was covered in blood.

This man, Mo Lin recognized.

He was Qu Wuyi.

Once, Mo Lin had fought with Lin Xiaoman and crossed paths with him.

Who would have thought he would die.

Mo Lin continued forward and soon saw the figure of Wu Binghai.

It wasn't just Wu Binghai; there were other Daoist cultivators too.

Those who survived were all very formidable.

There were about fifty people.

These people were all more or less injured.

"He's here... Lord Mo Lin is here."

Someone shouted.

Everyone present became excited.

"He finally arrived."

"Please, Lord Mo Lin, take action and eliminate the Evil God."

"We implore Lord Mo Lin to take action and eliminate the Evil God."

The crowd shouted in unison.

It was only then that Mo Lin realized that Wu Binghai had sacrificed himself to trap these Evil Gods within the array.

In order to trap the Evil Gods, tens of thousands of Daoist cultivators had died in Yanjing.

These Daoist cultivators used their lives to trap the Evil Gods within the array.

A black Ghost Shadow caught Mo Lin's attention.

This ghost was short, no more than a little over a meter tall, with a long sword strapped to its back.

The Immortal Slaying Ghost!

Mo Lin hadn't expected to encounter the Immortal Slaying Ghost here.

Behind the Immortal Slaying Ghost was a massive Buddha Statue.

This was the Golden Body of the Subduing Tiger Arhat.

The Subduing Tiger Arhat was what people called the Evil God.

The Immortal Slaying Ghost revealed a look of surprise when it saw Mo Lin.

"Mo Lin, you're actually not dead," the Immortal Slaying Ghost was the first to speak.

Mo Lin took a step forward, stepping into the array, standing in front of the Immortal Slaying Ghost.

"Did you deliberately deceive me into finding the one with the Five Viscera Concealing Immortal Technique for that strand of Immortal Qi?" Mo Lin questioned the Immortal Slaying Ghost.

"Yes, it was my arrangement. If I didn't deceive you, how would you have taken the initiative to break the constraints of the Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill?" the Immortal Slaying Ghost snorted coldly.

"Were you the mastermind, or was it Xin Ziruo? Who planned it?" Mo Lin questioned the Immortal Slaying Ghost again.

"We were both masterminds, and we discussed it together," the Immortal Slaying Ghost slowly replied to Mo Lin.

"Did Xin Ziruo order you to kill me?" Mo Lin questioned the Immortal Slaying Ghost.

"No, it was my own desire to kill you."

The Immortal Slaying Ghost admitted frankly, "I just didn't expect your life to be so resilient, that you didn't die."

Mo Lin's survival took him by surprise.

"Why did you do this?" Mo Lin questioned the Immortal Slaying Ghost once more.

To be fair, Mo Lin was extremely good to the Immortal Slaying Ghost.

He never did anything out of the ordinary or punished the Immortal Slaying Ghost.

Mo Lin couldn't understand why the Immortal Slaying Ghost would betray him.

"I don't like constraints; I just want to kill you, that's all,"

This was the reason given by the Immortal Slaying Ghost.

"Did you come here to bring these Evil Gods to the human realm?" Mo Lin asked the Immortal Slaying Ghost.

"Yes, that's right."

"Was it arranged by Xin Ziruo?"

"Yes," the Immortal Slaying Ghost nodded.

Mo Lin let out a cold laugh, "So Xin Ziruo arranging tasks for you is not a constraint?

When I give you a task, it's a constraint?

Truly laughable, a dog destined to betray its master. Today, I must kill you."

With that, Mo Lin sprang into action.

Nine-colored Wish Power surged out, directly suppressing the Immortal Slaying Ghost.

The Immortal Slaying Ghost raised its right hand, and the Immortal Slaying Sword slashed directly at Mo Lin.

Terrifying Sword Qi cascaded down from the heavens like a waterfall, easily shattering Mo Lin's nine-colored Wish Power.

This was the power of the Immortal Slaying Ghost.

Mo Lin unleashed the Netherworld's Nether Fire, purple flames pouring out to block the terrifying Sword Qi.

"Netherworld: Sea of Fire."

Mo Lin used the Divine Fire Skill.

The purple flames instantly transformed the terrain, turning the ground into fire.

The purple flames spread like seawater, blanketing the ground.

Everyone was now standing atop the purple flames.

The crowd watched the battle tensely.

At this moment, Mo Lin's techniques were no less than that of a Human Immortal, like Cui Xinyun.

Wu Binghai watched Mo Lin in astonishment.

Mo Lin's abilities were stronger than before.

He had actually used the Divine Fire Skill.

Mo Lin raised his hand, and the purple flames formed a vortex, charging fiercely at the Immortal Slaying Ghost.

The Immortal Slaying Ghost swung the long sword, directly blocking the purple flames.

The Immortal Slaying Ghost swung the long sword again, sending out waves of Sword Qi, keeping the Netherworld's Nether Fire from approaching him.

It wasn't that Mo Lin's Netherworld's Nether Fire was too weak.

It was that the Immortal Slaying Ghost was too powerful.

"Five Ghosts, come forth," Mo Lin said coldly.

Upon hearing Mo Lin's words, the Immortal Slaying Ghost stiffened, knowing exactly who Mo Lin referred to as the Five Ghosts.

That entity was coming out.

It was clear to see that the Immortal Slaying Ghost's body was trembling.

Mo Lin had only mentioned a name, and the Immortal Slaying Ghost was already shaking.

"Ugh..." Mo Lin opened his mouth, and a giant hand emerged.

This hand was particularly grotesque, marred and covered with black foam.

"Bang!"

The hand suddenly slapped, viciously landing on the Immortal Slaying Ghost.

The Immortal Slaying Ghost swung its sword to block, but it was futile.

The Immortal Slaying Ghost was sent flying more than a meter away.

This was the fifth ghost of Mo Lin's Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill.

Then a ghost resembling a mud person slowly appeared.

This ghost moved, and its body dripped black liquid like wax.

The Immortal Slaying Ghost breathed a sigh of relief; this wasn't the fifth ghost within Mo Lin's body.

Indeed... that ghost was so fierce; under extremely special circumstances, Mo Lin wouldn't let it out.

The ghost in front was merely a small ability of the Five Ghosts.

Even though it was just one ability of the Five Ghosts, the Immortal Slaying Ghost dared not let its guard down.

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