Fake Gu Qi, with his life, sent Mo Lin away from the darkness.

Before this, he already knew that he would die sending Mo Lin away.

As for why he did it, the reason was simple.

Mo Lin promised to be his friend, and he promised to help Mo Lin leave.

Just that one reason.

Originally, he wanted to enjoy a few more days of having a friend, but it seemed impossible now.

Mo Lin tried to support Fake Gu Qi.

But the moment Mo Lin's hand touched Gu Qi's body, it turned into liquid, slipping through Mo Lin's fingers.

"How... How can I save you?" Mo Lin asked Fake Gu Qi.

"I'm fine... Aren't you going for revenge? Hurry up and go."

Fake Gu Qi smiled at Mo Lin and said slowly.

"Thank you... thank you..."

Mo Lin felt particularly helpless at that moment, unable to do anything but watch as Fake Gu Qi's body slowly turned into a puddle of black water before him.

"You are my lifelong friend," Mo Lin said slowly.

"Don't... I don't want to be your friend; your friends never have good endings..." Fake Gu Qi teased, then his body simply turned into a puddle of liquid, flowing onto the ground.

And so, Fake Gu Qi died.

In the darkness of night.

The skeletal figure slowly pursued, staring at Mo Lin through the night.

Mo Lin frowned, then left with the blue-clad Mo Lin.

The blue-clad Mo Lin stretched and twisted his neck.

"Let's go... for revenge."

The blue-clad Mo Lin said slowly to Mo Lin, "With me here, I won't let you suffer any grievances.

The ones who bullied you, I won't spare them."

"Thank you," Mo Lin thanked the blue-clad Mo Lin.

Actually, the first time Mo Lin met the blue-clad Mo Lin, he wasn't like this.

Ever since Mo Lin told him about his experiences,

the blue-clad Mo Lin no longer cared about who was real or fake.

He only had one thought, revenge.

It felt like he was avenging himself.

Looking at the blue-clad Mo Lin, Mo Lin felt as if he were seeing himself.

...

Great Spirit Mountain.

The people of Netherworld King Hall besieged Great Spirit Mountain.

The Netherworld King Hall Master was confronting Zhen Lingling.

The mountain peaks beneath had already collapsed, clearly having gone through a fierce battle.

Chen Xi joined the battle at this time, fighting with the people of Netherworld King Hall in a ghostly form.

Wu Binghai's right arm was broken, his body covered in blood.

"Netherworld King Hall Master, aren't you afraid of Mo Lin coming back for revenge?" Wu Binghai questioned the Netherworld King Hall Master.

"Revenge against me?"

The Netherworld King Hall Master sneered, "Mo Lin is long dead, maybe there's not even a bone left of him now.

Counting on him to avenge me?

Ridiculously laughable."

"What did you do to him?" Wu Binghai questioned the Netherworld King Hall Master.

"You can hardly protect yourself now, and you still want to interfere with Mo Lin?" The Netherworld King Hall Master snorted coldly.

"Today, Great Spirit Mountain must be destroyed."

"What good is destroying Great Spirit Mountain for you?" Zhen Lingling questioned the Netherworld King Hall Master.

"Of course there's a benefit. After destroying Great Spirit Mountain, we can successfully welcome the Evil God to the human realm," the Netherworld King Hall Master bluntly said.

Upon hearing this, Zhen Lingling immediately understood.

"You have truly fallen, siding with West Mountain," Zhen Lingling snorted coldly.

"I'm not siding with West Mountain; I just reached some agreement with Xin Ziruo.

Helping her destroy Great Spirit Mountain, that's all."

As his words fell, the hall master swung his hand and charged at Zhen Lingling.

Zhen Lingling was not hesitant, raising her right hand, the silhouette of True Martial Emperor emerged behind her, and she slashed down at the hall master with her long sword.

With one move, she forced the Netherworld King Hall Master back.

The Netherworld King Hall Master was no pushover, summoning the figure of the Great Virtuous King Kongming.

Directly clashing with Zhen Lingling in battle.

Although Zhen Lingling was the embodiment of the True Martial Emperor, she had not yet fully mastered the power of the True Martial Emperor.

So she could only fight the hall master to a draw.

Zhen Lingling was still in decent condition.

But the condition of Wu Binghai and others was very poor.

Wu Binghai was being besieged, with a broken arm and quickly diminishing combat ability.

Ready to die at any moment.

The other Daoist cultivators also had suffered more or less injuries.

Jiang Yun, at this moment, was teary-eyed.

"Dead? How could he be dead?"

Jiang Yun muttered to herself while fighting the enemy. "It can't be that he's dead.

The savior would never die.

Just you wait... If the savior returns, none of you, not a single soul, will leave alive.

That's too much bullying.

A bunch of bastards.

The human realm is the human realm of ours, isn't it the human realm of yours?

What good does turning the human realm into hell do for you?

If everyone in the human realm dies, will you survive alone?

Aren't you human?

Don't you have parents?

Don't you have the basics of being human?

How many people will die if you summon the Evil God to the human realm?

Don't you have family?

Can you ensure that your family won't die at the hands of the Evil God?"

"No, you're overthinking it. The hall master promised us that after the Evil God descends, he will protect our families.

Our families won't be harmed.

We won't be in trouble, but as for you, you will definitely die," a man dressed in black retorted to Jiang Yun.

"Do you believe what the hall master says?

The Evil God protecting your families?

Delusion," Jiang Yun scolded softly.

The Evil God is indiscriminate; does the Evil God distinguish people when killing?

Absolutely not.

The people of the Netherworld King Hall are obviously deceived.

But they are unaware.

"Don't count on Mo Lin to save you, he's already dead," the man said slowly to Jiang Yun.

"Impossible."

Without thinking, Jiang Yun decisively replied, "Impossible, the savior can never die."

Though that's what she said.

But inside, Jiang Yun felt particularly pained.

She also thought that Mo Lin probably wouldn't come back.

"Who dares to bully the people of Great Spirit Mountain?"

A reprimanding voice rang out.

The voice was deafening, spreading across the entire Great Spirit Mountain.

Everyone fighting at that moment stopped.

All eyes turned to the front.

A person dressed in blue slowly appeared.

Mo Lin had returned.

The blue-clad Mo Lin slowly returned.

"Savior... You've finally returned... Sob sob... I knew you were okay." Jiang Yun was the first to throw herself into the arms of the blue-clad Mo Lin, crying.

"These people bullied me... They thought you were dead and came to Great Spirit Mountain to bully us..."

The blue-clad Mo Lin gently touched Jiang Yun's forehead, showing a complex expression.

"You must be Jiang Yun?"

"So cute... Such a cute girl, bullied by Xin Ziruo."

The blue-clad Mo Lin said slowly, "I will certainly stand up for you and won't let you suffer even a shred of grievance again."

Jiang Yun looked at the blue-clad Mo Lin in confusion.

Why does it feel... the aura is a bit off?

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