Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department

Just now when dealing with those Evil Cultivators, it was purely because I saw Mo Lin being bullied by them, so I took action.

"My name is Qiang Yuanbai, captain of Team Three of the Celestial Sect." The man introduced himself to Mo Lin voluntarily.

"Mo Lin." Mo Lin gave his name.

At the moment they heard this name, Qiang Yuanbai and the other two were stunned for a moment.

"You're Mo Lin?" Qiang Yuanbai circled around Mo Lin, carefully examining him.

There was surprise deep in his eyes!

"I've heard about you, heard that you destroyed nine Disaster Level Ghosts alone in Beihai."

"So you are Mo Lin!"

The other man followed up, saying, "Recently, because of your matter, several leaders of the Celestial Sect almost went mad arguing."

A while back, Mo Lin killed members of the Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits.

Because of this, several leaders of the Celestial Sect had a big argument.

Some suggested troubling Mo Lin, while others suggested letting it go.

Some even said Mo Lin should be recruited into the Celestial Sect.

So the leaders of the Celestial Sect argued, and the matter was left unresolved.

The issue concerning Mo Lin ended up with no conclusion.

The Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits, especially in Xu Yue City, fall under the jurisdiction of the Celestial Sect.

"What's the situation in Xu Yue City now? Do you know?" Qiang Yuanbai asked Mo Lin.

"It's terrible." Mo Lin took a deep breath and said slowly.

"What about Han Hui and those members of the Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits? Where are they?" Qiang Yuanbai didn't yet know the situation in Xu Yue City.

He could only try to gather as much information as possible, at least to be somewhat prepared.

"They're all dead."

Mo Lin's words were like a bomb exploding amidst the crowd.

Qiang Yuanbai and the others were all shocked when they heard that.

"What?"

Qiang Yuanbai exclaimed, "All dead? Are you sure?"

Qiang Yuanbai was very surprised; part of the Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits were newcomers, and another part were veterans.

These people still had the strength they were supposed to have.

Not to mention how powerful they were, but it was impossible for all to be dead.

And Han Hui had some strength as well.

"Are you sure?" the other man asked Mo Lin in surprise.

Their first reaction was disbelief.

They didn't believe that Han Hui and the Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits were all dead.

At least someone should still be alive; it couldn't be that everyone was dead.

"They're all dead." Mo Lin repeated once more.

Qiang Yuanbai fell silent. After getting excited for a moment, he quickly calmed down.

Mo Lin had no need to lie.

Although he didn't know exactly what had happened, he was sure of one thing—Mo Lin wasn't lying.

"How could it be..." The other man was also shocked and found it hard to accept.

Surprised as they were,

they couldn't change the fact.

"What are you doing here?" Mo Lin asked Qiang Yuanbai.

"To resolve the problem in Xu Yue City." Qiang Yuanbai and his group came to deal with the wicked ghosts of Tang Wuqi and others.

"You three?" Mo Lin asked curiously.

"Yes." Qiang Yuanbai nodded.

"Don't underestimate the three of us. Even in the Celestial Sect, we are formidable." The other man added.

From the moment these people acted, Mo Lin could tell they were quite strong.

"Are you interested in joining us? To take a trip to Xu Yue City?" Qiang Yuanbai asked Mo Lin.

Originally, Mo Lin wanted to capture Li Xue, and now that help had arrived, Mo Lin had no reason to refuse.

"Sure." Mo Lin readily agreed.

Everyone had their own goals.

Qiang Yuanbai and his team wanted to resolve the issues in Xu Yue City, while Mo Lin aimed to capture Li Xue.

"A straightforward person."

Qiang Yuanbai patted Mo Lin's shoulder and said, "Let's go."

So the four of them headed to Xu Yue City.

Walking along the road, it was very quiet.

Upon arriving at Xu Yue City, the smell of blood hit them.

Qiang Yuanbai's expression grew more and more serious.

There were many bodies on the ground.

Among them were many people he knew.

Qiang Yuanbai quickly found Han Hui's body.

Just as Mo Lin had said, all these people were dead.

The group arrived at the city square.

From a distance, they saw a dense blood aura gathering in the sky, forming a huge blood ball.

The square was filled with piles of corpses.

Some wicked ghosts showed a greedy expression, looking at that ball of blood in the air, even swallowing saliva.

With just a glance, there were at least thousands of bodies on the square, maybe more.

These were all ordinary people.

They were captured and brought here, then sacrificed alive.

Mo Lin quickly spotted Tang Wuqi among the many ghosts.

It was really strange not seeing Li Xue.

Who knows where Li Xue went.

Qiang Yuanbai unhurriedly took out a blue handkerchief.

Qiang Yuanbai flung the handkerchief into the air and shouted, "Take action."

The blue handkerchief enlarged in the air, then covered the whole square.

Isolating the square from the outside world.

No matter what happened here, people outside wouldn't know.

Qiang Yuanbai and the others rushed towards those wicked ghosts.

These people had strong methods, and each had their own Magical Treasure.

The moment they took action, they all brought out their Magical Treasures and charged at the surrounding wicked ghosts.

Mo Lin rushed directly towards Tang Wuqi.

When Tang Wuqi saw Mo Lin had actually returned, he shouted.

"You kid, you dare to come back?"

Mo Lin said nothing, directly using the Netherworld's Nether Fire.

The pitch-black flames charged towards Tang Wuqi.

Tang Wuqi was not afraid at all.

He raised his palm, and that mass of blood in the air surged, transforming into a blood dragon biting towards Mo Lin.

He successfully blocked the attack of the Netherworld's Nether Fire.

"Kid, did you really think I fear you?"

"Since you're here, don't think of leaving alive." Tang Wuqi shouted.

Tang Wuqi stomped fiercely on the ground.

The slate on the ground collapsed, revealing a big hole.

At the bottom of the hole, there was a wooden statue.

The statue was of a child wearing a red bellyband, holding a Red Tassel Spear.

Tang Wuqi knelt before the statue, mumbling to himself.

No one knew what incantation he was reciting.

This wooden statue began to tremble violently, its tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

A terrifying aura instantly swept through the entire square.

The wooden statue came to life.

It held a Red Tassel Spear, walking on the ground.

"Why have you summoned me?" A deep voice came, questioning Tang Wuqi.

Tang Wuqi pointed at Mo Lin and respectfully said, "Please, Divine Venerable, slay this person."

"Alright."

The child in the red bellyband nodded.

Mo Lin looked at the child before him, a divine figure emerged in his mind.

In that moment of Mo Lin's distraction.

The child in the red bellyband charged towards Mo Lin.

The Red Tassel Spear in his hand thrust directly at Mo Lin.

The Netherworld's Nether Fire surged towards the Red Tassel Spear.

But it was scattered by some unknown force.

The next moment, the Red Tassel Spear appeared right in front of Mo Lin's eyes.