CHAPTER 125: CHAPTER 123: GIVE ME THE FIRE TALISMAN

At the very moment Fa Wuhai made his move, the other disaster-level ghosts also took action.

All are Yin Department level, who’s afraid of whom?

As Mo Lin engaged with Fa Wuhai.

Fa Wuhai immediately sensed that Mo Lin was very strong.

With a crystal blue longsword in Mo Lin’s hand, he swung it fiercely.

Fa Wuhai did not back down either, swinging his palm to clash directly against Mo Lin’s sword.

At this moment, a few other disaster-level ghosts joined the battle.

A ghost attacked Mo Lin from behind.

Mo Lin, resisting the attacks of several disaster ghosts alone, fell to a disadvantage.

From a distance, Li Hao saw Mo Lin falling behind but didn’t forget to mock him.

"So what if you’re from the Yin Department? Still want revenge? How ridiculous."

"I’m standing right here, can you kill me?"

This remark made the already angry Mo Lin even angrier.

Mo Lin suddenly stopped his actions.

"I said, I am going to kill him, and no one can stop me."

This is when Mo Lin decided to use his Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill.

As for why not use the Netherworld’s Nether Fire, the reason is simple.

The Netherworld’s Nether Fire had not yet been subdued by Mo Lin, so he couldn’t use it.

This time using the Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill was different from the last.

Last time Mo Lin used the Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill with difficulty.

At that time, it was in Yun Chuan, at the Jin Ancestral Hall, where Ghost Qi was scarce, preventing Mo Lin from using this move.

But the situation now is different.

Here, the barrier between the Underworld has cracked, releasing a large amount of Ghost Qi, enough for Mo Lin to use the Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill.

"It’s my turn to get out, this time it’s my turn." A furious voice came from Mo Lin’s abdomen.

"Last time it was the Ghost Mother who went out, this time it’s my turn."

"I won’t make a promise; just let me out, and with me here, you’ll be safe and sound."

The voice was rough and deafening.

Mo Lin thought briefly and then said.

"Alright, I’ve chosen you."

Mo Lin spat out a longsword from his mouth.

The sword glided swiftly, blocking right in front of Mo Lin.

Immediately after, Mo Lin spewed out a gourd.

The gourd was mysterious, floating before Mo Lin.

But this was not the end.

The next moment, a fan appeared.

Then followed a flower basket, a flute, and a jade plate.

At that time, all these items appeared black.

A shadow seemed to emerge from Mo Lin’s body.

This shadow overlapped with Mo Lin’s figure.

He had a bristled beard, disheveled hair, and appeared rugged.

His entrance was different from the Ghost Mother’s prior appearance.

The Ghost Mother manifested directly, whereas he appeared through possession.

"Come, show me your prowess."

He waved his hand, and the eight floating treasures danced forth.

Fa Wuhai’s eyes were heavy, "Eight Immortals Ghost!"

Not only him, but all the surrounding ghosts wore stiff expressions.

Mo Lin was so renowned in the Underworld due to this very Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill.

Some of these ghosts were left to Mo Lin by his master.

Every ghost wielded unique abilities.

The ghost before him was known as the Eight Immortals Ghost.

Corresponding to the Eight Immortals.

This single ghost wielded eight magical treasures.

Why could Mo Lin launch multiple attacks on the Ghost Realm in the Underworld and escape unscathed?

He relied on this Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill.

These ghosts were not like ordinary ghosts.

Any one of these ghosts had a substantial background.

"Troublesome!" Fa Wuhai snorted coldly.

Mo Lin raised his hand, the longsword thrust forward at Fa Wuhai’s front.

Simultaneously, another gourd fell at Mo Lin’s feet, supporting him.

The gourd emitted a golden light protecting Mo Lin’s body.

Then he held the jade plate and smashed it down violently towards Fa Wuhai in front.

"Boom!"

A crisp explosion sounded.

Fa Wuhai’s right arm was immediately obliterated.

The other ghosts all attempted to act, but were blocked by these treasures.

They even found it difficult to approach Mo Lin in the slightest.

"Who to kill?" Mo Lin was talking to himself.

"Him!" Mo Lin pointed at Li Hao in the distance.

Li Hao was dumbfounded at this moment.

He never expected something like this to happen.

The seven ghosts of the Ghost Realm couldn’t even kill Mo Lin.

They even allowed Mo Lin to move at will.

More absurd was the ghost summoned by Mo Lin.

Extremely powerful.

In the next moment, Mo Lin appeared in front of Li Hao.

He swung the jade plate fiercely down on Li Hao.

"Boom!"

Blood mist splattered, and Li Hao’s body was instantly shattered.

A brutal death.

"I don’t have time now; you have two choices, either kill these ghosts and die here yourself."

"Or I’ll send you out."

Once again, Mo Lin talked to himself.

The array here was operating.

Surrounded and trapped by magical artifacts.

The situation was dire, especially facing these fierce ghosts of the Ghost Realm.

Mo Lin’s body couldn’t let the Eight Immortals Ghost exert full strength, so he presented Mo Lin with a choice.

Mo Lin, pointing eastward, said again: "There’s another person there, if I make a move, he might seize the opportunity to kill me."

"That person should be the one using magical treasures, very strong!"

"Go!"

Mo Lin realized the situation was bleak and chose to leave.

There was nothing wrong with that.

A sensible choice.

Mo Lin pointed at Feng Mingyu and the others in the distance and said again, "Take them away."

"Troublesome!"

As he spoke, Mo Lin rushed towards Feng Mingyu and the others in the distance.

The gourd beneath Mo Lin gradually grew larger, reaching over a meter in length.

Then he waved his hand, a gust of ghostly aura blew out, carrying Feng Mingyu and Yun Lin onto the gourd.

Feng Mingyu tightly held onto Lin Xi’s body.

The three of them rode atop the gourd together.

The gourd floated towards the barrier.

Mo Lin raised his hand, and the long sword floating in the air directly pierced into the barrier.

Next, the jade plate slammed against the barrier.

A dull sound echoed throughout Beihai.

"Boom... boom..."

Each sound was very loud.

Resounded through Beihai.

The next moment, the jade flute also smashed against the barrier.

"Bang..." The barrier finally broke open a gap.

At this moment, Mo Lin understood why Eight Immortals Ghost made him choose.

Breaking this barrier exhausted all of Eight Immortals Ghost’s power.

Clearly showing the hardness of this barrier.

It’s not that Eight Immortals Ghost wasn’t strong enough, but that Mo Lin couldn’t unleash its full power.

No wonder Li Hao said everyone would die.

It was not nonsense.

As long as the barrier wasn’t broken, the people inside Beihai would die eventually, just a matter of time.

Even the Ghost-Controlling Master was no exception.

After all, unable to escape, those disaster-level ghosts would never allow living people to exist; they would kill every living person.

After successfully leaving Beihai.

The eight magical artifacts around shrank back into Mo Lin’s stomach.

The heavy shadow on Mo Lin also disappeared.

"Let’s go, I’ll take you back to Yun Chuan," Mo Lin said slowly.

Chen Xi held onto Lin Xi’s body, while Feng Mingyu and Yun Lin followed closely behind Mo Lin.

"Thank you, Mo Lin," Feng Mingyu bit her red lips and thanked Mo Lin.

If it weren’t for Mo Lin’s intervention, she and Feng Mingyu would have died in Beihai.

This trip to Beihai was really too dangerous.

Even the Li Family only had Li Yuemei come out.

As for why the Li Family Patriarch didn’t come out, perhaps it was because he didn’t want to collude with Li Hao.

Or maybe he didn’t like Li Hao’s way of doing things?

Mo Lin admired him, that fearless courage in the face of life and death.

Mo Lin also didn’t know the exact reason.

He didn’t want to guess either.

It’s very late now.

Not a single car on the roadside.

After walking for more than two hours.

Finally saw some light.

Here was a small county not far from Beihai.

Mo Lin looked up and suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Zhuge Mingyue.

Zhuge Mingyue wasn’t wearing the Thunder Talisman Celestial Master Mansion’s clothing.

She was dressed in plain clothes.

She was obviously stunned for a moment upon seeing Mo Lin.

"You’re... okay?"

"Get lost..." Mo Lin coldly spit out a word.

Directly brushed past Zhuge Mingyue.

Earlier, Mo Lin had thoughts of returning the Thunder Talisman to Zhuge Mingyue.

But now Mo Lin no longer had such thoughts.

Mo Lin was even too lazy to look at her.

"Is Beihai okay?" Zhuge Mingyue asked Mo Lin again.

"Don’t you already know whether it’s okay?"

Mo Lin coldly replied to Zhuge Mingyue.

Zhuge Mingyue saw Lin Xi’s body behind Mo Lin and quietly lowered her head.

She also felt guilty.

She didn’t even know if her actions were right.

"Li Hao set up the array, with two eye points, one at the Thunder Talisman Celestial Master Mansion and the other at the Fire Talisman Celestial Master Mansion."

Mo Lin coldly said to Zhuge Mingyue, "You knew that this day would come years ago, right?

You silently allowed this to happen, right?"

"Yes..." Zhuge Mingyue nodded.

"I don’t think you should save people... I also don’t think you should be saviors..."

Mo Lin coldly said, "Yet you colluded with Li Hao, causing the deaths of hundreds of thousands in Beihai!"

"Don’t ever call yourself the Thunder Talisman Celestial Master Mansion anymore, you don’t deserve it!"

After speaking, Mo Lin turned and walked in another direction.

Zhuge Mingyue just lowered her head silently, saying nothing.

Didn’t know what she was thinking.

"You... you came out?" A man from the Fire Talisman Celestial Master Mansion shouted in surprise upon seeing Mo Lin.

Mo Lin coming out from Beihai shocked many people.

Mo Lin rushed forward to grab the man’s collar and asked, "Where is Kunxuan?"

"What do you want with my master?"

"Where is Kunxuan?" Mo Lin asked again.

The man in black was so frightened by Mo Lin that he pointed in the east direction and said, "Eating."

Mo Lin walked towards the restaurant in the distance.

Kunxuan was eating with a group of disciples at the moment.

Upon seeing Mo Lin walk in full of killing intent.

The group all tensed up, staring at Mo Lin.

Kunxuan looked at Mo Lin, who came out of Beihai alive, with an expression of disbelief.

His expression was exactly the same as those before.

"Give me the Fire Talisman," Mo Lin said bluntly.

"The Fire Talisman is the treasure of the Fire Talisman Celestial Master Mansion, why should we give it to you?" A man stood up and asked Mo Lin.

Just as the words fell.

Mo Lin swung the crystal-blue long sword, and the man’s body fell to the ground.

Blood stained the floor.

"Don’t claim to be people of the Fire Talisman Celestial Master Mansion, you’re not worthy of the name Celestial Master," Mo Lin said to everyone present.

Kunxuan was exceptionally calm, neither angry nor speaking.

Just sat there.