"Join my Buddhist sect, and you only need to do one thing: guard the human realm.

Take care of reproduction and mating.

Just contribute a million people to the Buddha every year." The Happy Buddha said with a smile.

His expression was in stark contrast to the sinister words he spoke.

Isn't this treating people like pigs, dogs, cows, and sheep?

Who could accept this?

At least everyone present couldn't accept it.

These venomous words came from the mouth of a Buddha.

The Happy Buddha's smile paired with his chilling words.

It made everyone's hair stand on end.

"You Buddhas, why have you come to the human realm?" Jiang Yun grimly clenched her fist and questioned the Happy Buddha through gritted teeth.

Not only she wanted to ask this question, but everyone present was puzzled.

Why would Buddhas descend to the human realm?

The smile on the Joyful Arhat's face was stiff, resembling the uncanny valley effect.

The Joyful Arhat wasn't human, revealing his smile made people feel eerie.

"Humans need food, and Buddhas need food too."

The Joyful Arhat laughed stiffly: "We just came to seek food."

His tone was entirely like a higher creature dealing with lower beings.

Or perhaps, to him, humans were just a kind of matter providing energy.

The Joyful Arhat looked at the blue-clothed Mo Lin and said slowly, "You don't belong to the human realm, why meddle?"

It must be said, this Joyful Arhat had some real skill.

At a glance, he spotted the uniqueness of the blue-clothed Mo Lin.

Not belonging to the human realm, yet appearing there.

"You say I meddle?"

The blue-clothed Mo Lin suddenly burst into laughter, becoming emotionally excited.

"I'm just speaking up for myself!

I came here to seek justice for myself.

Be it Buddha, West Mountain, Xin Ziruo, or Underworld...

I can't stand their bullying of Mo Lin.

Why bully 'me'

Bully 'me' because there's no one behind?

Knowing there's no backing for 'me', so they plot to bully me?

Whoever you are, I don't care.

Buddhas eating people has nothing to do with me.

But, you bully Mo Lin, then I'll have to intervene."

As the words fell, the blue-clothed Mo Lin snorted coldly.

Nanming Li Fire released from his body, the flames at least over two meters high.

Divine Fire Skill: Divine Beast Demon Suppression.

Four divine beasts now float ahead.

Confronting the Joyful Arhat like that.

"Let me tell all of you, who bullies Mo Lin, I'll destroy them."

These words seemed directed at Mo Lin, and also at himself.

Blood dripping onto the ground, the blue-clothed Mo Lin was fearless.

The next moment, the blue-clothed Mo Lin rushed towards the Joyful Arhat.

He had to face not only the Joyful Arhat but also the Eight Immortals Ghost.

Though he had Nanming Li Fire, still somewhat unmatched.

"Splat!"

Blood splattered.

The blue-clothed Mo Lin's left arm was severed by a Magical Treasure wielded by the Eight Immortals Ghost.

The blue-clothed Mo Lin did not show pain, even smiled.

"Back then...when Mo Lin was framed and killed his friend by Lin Xiaoman, wasn't that more painful?

Mo Lin was betrayed by Xin Ziruo, Immortal Slaying Ghost cut off his head, wasn't it even more painful then?"

For some reason, his mind was filled with the stories Mo Lin told him in the darkness.

Actually...his existence was not to help Mo Lin.

His mind constantly echoed a voice, kill Mo Lin.

Kill Mo Lin...this voice echoed in his mind endlessly.

Originally, in the dark, he intended to kill Mo Lin.

Later, amidst a twist of fate, after hearing Mo Lin's stories...

It was as if he saw another version of himself, changed his mind.

Chose to help Mo Lin.

Just like helping himself, defying fate.

Until now...the blue-clothed Mo Lin was unclear about where he originated.

The blue-clothed Mo Lin controlled Nanming Li Fire to charge again.

Orange flames formed a fireball over a meter in diameter and slammed into the Eight Immortals Ghost.

At the same time, the Eight Immortals Ghost attacked the blue-clothed Mo Lin with eight Magical Artifacts.

From afar, Chen Xi saw the blue-clothed Mo Lin at a disadvantage and stepped in to help.

Chen Xi joined the battle, and simultaneously, everyone present also joined the battle.

Zhen Lingling also took action.

Zhen Lingling summoned the Dharma Body of the True Martial Emperor to suppress the Eight Immortals Ghost.

The blue-clothed Mo Lin fought increasingly bravely, his body riddled with holes yet feeling no pain.

Zhen Lingling and others held back the Joyful Arhat.

The blue-clothed Mo Lin was now battling with the Eight Immortals Ghost.

Even with only one arm, the blue-clothed Mo Lin was extremely fierce.

Nanming Li Fire in the air formed an array of orange-red fireballs, pounding the Eight Immortals Ghost.

"Boom boom..."

Lines of flames surged like waves.

The next moment, the blue-clothed Mo Lin broke through the fiery waves and faced the Eight Immortals Ghost.

He swung his right arm, orange-red flames enveloped it, then pierced through the Eight Immortals Ghost's chest.

The next moment, the Eight Immortals Ghost's body was ignited like gasoline, blazing with flames.

Then emitted a sharp wailing sound.

Eight Magical Artifacts charged at the blue-clothed Mo Lin from the air.

The blue-clothed Mo Lin used Nanming Li Fire to block the incoming Magical Treasures.

In an instant, flames surged and devoured the Eight Immortals Ghost.

The Eight Immortals Ghost was completely annihilated.

The blue-clothed Mo Lin revealed a comforting smile.

"Mo Lin... I helped you kill this traitor!"

The blue-clothed Mo Lin murmured.

"Splat!"

A pale arm pierced through the chest of the blue-clothed Mo Lin.

A hand clutched a blood-red heart.

This heart was still beating.

The blue-clothed Mo Lin saw the white-clothed man's face and immediately understood.

This man, dressed in white, with a ghastly, pale face, no trace of blood.

Resembling a living dead.

Looking sickly.

"West Mountain...Bai Xu." The man voluntarily announced his name.

The blue-clothed Mo Lin was clearly unable to hold on.

He spat out black blood.

The blue-clothed Mo Lin raised his head and shouted, "Mo Lin... don't come out!

Don't come out... you'll die."

"There's no living person in West Mountain... don't come over...

I'm sorry... truly sorry... intended to support you... but...

The next moment, the blue-clothed Mo Lin spread his arms and fell to the ground,

Dead...

After he died, his body turned black, lying on the ground.

Appeared like someone who had been dead for a long time.

In the darkness, Mo Lin's body shuddered...heart wrenched with pain.

Three words floated in his mind, what to do?

Original plan.

The blue-clothed Mo Lin to confront, attract Xin Ziruo to appear, then Mo Lin to ambush, teaming up with the blue-clothed Mo Lin to annihilate West Mountain.

This was Mo Lin's previous plan with the blue-clothed Mo Lin.

And they had a secret code.

If the blue-clothed Mo Lin couldn't withstand this crowd, send Mo Lin the code, Mo Lin would emerge.

Mo Lin had been waiting for the blue-clothed Mo Lin to send the code.

But for some reason, the blue-clothed Mo Lin, from beginning to end, never sent the code.

This resulted in Mo Lin missing the chance to save him.

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