The one-eyed man showed a stiff smile.

"Please wait a moment, I need to report this matter to the young master." As soon as he finished speaking, Du Qi turned around and left to report the matter to Gen Wubing.

The situation was too serious, and he didn't know what to do.

Upon hearing about the incident in the square, Gen Wubing stormed over.

Deep in Gen Wubing's eyes, a terrifying sense of oppression emanated.

With his arrival, the entire square fell silent.

The gathered crowd around instinctively retreated backward.

Gen Wubing deliberately wore a black outfit, with Du Qi following behind him.

"Is it you who wants to rescue the Snake Immortal?" Gen Wubing questioned Zhong Yangxi.

"That's right, it's me." Zhong Yangxi looked up, staring at Gen Wubing without the slightest fear.

Gen Wubing raised his right hand, and a crackling sound emanated from his palm.

Soon, his eyes turned blue.

A burst of lightning materialized in his hand.

Thunder Skill!

This was authentic Thunder Skill.

The moment Zhong Yangxi saw the Thunder Skill, a hint of fear appeared.

She was clear that the moment Gen Wubing made his move, she would surely lose.

Thunder Skill restrains ghosts.

As someone who practiced the Ghost-Controlling Dao, her ghosts were restrained by Thunder Skill, making it hard for her to exert her strength against Gen Wubing.

"I want you to know that meddling comes at a cost." Gen Wubing coldly said to Zhong Yangxi.

Then Gen Wubing prepared to strike.

The two people beside Zhong Yangxi were also ready to engage at any moment.

"Boom!"

A bronze long sword descended, landing right in front of Gen Wubing.

Soon, a massive, black five-clawed dragon appeared in the sky.

The black dragon stared intently at Gen Wubing.

"The Qin King's Sword?"

"Is this the legendary Qin King's Sword that can slay immortals?"

With the appearance of the Qin King's Sword, all attention focused on it.

In the distance, a young man slowly appeared.

As the man appeared, all eyes once again turned to him.

Mo Lin had arrived.

"Who dares to touch her?"

Mo Lin's voice echoed across the square.

It was deafening.

An oppressive aura filled the air.

Thirteen colors of Wishing Power surged into the sky.

Soon followed by the emergence of Netherworld's Nether Fire and Nanming Li Fire.

The two Divine Fires spread through the air.

As if to enhance the atmosphere at the moment.

"Rumble..."

Thunder and lightning flashed across the sky.

A torrential rain poured down.

The immense rain instantly drenched everyone in the square.

The rain would boost Gen Wubing's Thunder Skill.

But Mo Lin was unafraid.

Mo Lin rose into the air, half a meter off the ground, stepping forward.

Nanming Li Fire floated above Mo Lin's head, shielding him from the rain.

At this moment, Gen Wubing confronted Mo Lin.

With a single glance at Mo Lin, he knew that the rumors were true.

Mo Lin had altered his fate; he no longer bore the aura of a Disaster Blocker.

"You are truly lucky; someone was willing to exchange fate for you." Gen Wubing unwillingly snorted coldly.

Mo Lin said nothing, slowly advancing to Gen Wubing.

"But poor Qin Yuyu, can't find peace even in death." Gen Wubing remarked again.

"What do you mean?" Perhaps too sensitive, Mo Lin's emotions shifted upon hearing Qin Yuyu's name.

"It's literal, of course." Gen Wubing reiterated.

Mo Lin raised his hand, and Netherworld's Nether Fire appeared, preparing to strike Gen Wubing.

"You're impressive, isn't Mo Qingqing enough for you?" As he spoke, Gen Wubing prepared to leave.

He had no intention of desperately fighting Mo Lin.

It wasn't worth it, and the timing was also insufficient.

"Just a few words to end this? Are you not taking me seriously?" Mo Lin coldly retorted to Gen Wubing.

"Mo Lin, don't get cocky. Even if you've changed your fate, it doesn't make you invincible."

Gen Wubing bluntly said to Mo Lin, "To be honest, Xin Ziruo told me about Mo Qingqing.

She was the one who incited me to capture people."

In truth, Gen Wubing knew Mo Lin would seek him out.

But he did it anyway, mainly hoping to try his luck.

If he could seize Mo Qingqing's fortune, great, if the plan failed, no loss.

Mo Lin wasted no words, swinging his right hand, causing the Qin King's Sword embedded in the distance to fly straight to his grasp.

The next moment, Mo Lin swung the Qin King's Sword at Gen Wubing.

Gen Wubing activated his Thunder Skill, the terrifying lightning directly blocking Mo Lin's attack.

Thunder Skill, specialized in deadly attacks, this saying was not an exaggeration.

With Thunder Skill, Gen Wubing directly blocked the Qin King's Sword, proving the terror of Thunder Skill.

Just as Mo Lin prepared to engage again, he halted and retreated.

Seeing Mo Lin pause, Gen Wubing sneered, "I thought you'd be foolish enough to fight me recklessly.

Didn't expect you weren't that stupid!"

With those words, Gen Wubing turned and left.

Mo Lin didn't act, not because he couldn't.

Mo Lin sensed a powerful aura.

Among them was Xin Ziruo's aura.

And the presence of a Human Immortal.

If Mo Lin engaged Gen Wubing, though he could kill him, he'd be gravely injured.

Then, the hidden people would strike when he was down.

Mo Lin might escape, but Mo Qingqing couldn't.

If Mo Lin was severely injured, the people from the distant Great Spirit Mountain would also suffer.

Thinking it through, Mo Lin refrained from acting rashly.

Being impulsive wouldn't solve the problem.

This was why Gen Wubing remained unafraid.

Mo Lin let Gen Wubing leave.

He had his own plan.

After getting the immortal legacy, he would first eliminate Xin Ziruo, then the Gen Family.

This was Mo Lin's plan.

Once Gen Wubing left, Mo Lin stepped forward, removing the iron nail from Mo Qingqing's wrist.

"I'm sorry, I came late." Mo Lin apologized to Mo Qingqing.

"It's okay, thank you for rescuing me." Mo Qingqing wiped away her tears, thanking Mo Lin.

"Thank you all." Mo Lin expressed gratitude to Zhong Yangxi and the others.

Zhong Yangxi stared at Mo Lin, a bit entranced.

This was the man of legend.

Wei Liang patted Zhong Yangxi's shoulder.

Zhong Yangxi snapped out of it, replying, "No need to be so polite."

Then she looked towards the direction Gen Wubing left, quietly asking, "Why did you let him go?"

Knowing a bit about Mo Lin's temper.

She was surprised to see him let Gen Wubing go.

"Let him live a few more days."

Just now, a new idea emerged in Mo Lin's mind.

He had a plan to force Gen Wubing to death.

As for not confronting Gen Wubing now, there were many factors.

One major reason being insufficient preparation.

And previously, having fought the Evil Buddha at the Great Spirit Mountain, he hadn't fully recovered from the serious injuries, limiting his abilities.

Mo Lin chose to be more cautious.

Sometimes, impulsiveness only complicates matters.

The torrential rain showed no signs of stopping.

Mo Lin took Mo Qingqing, Zhong Yangxi, and others to a hotel for the night.

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