Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department

Mo Lin raised his hand, using the Four-Color Wish Power to form a Four-Color Wish Power Longsword, simultaneously using the Netherworld's Nether Fire to forge a defensive barrier in front of him.

Mo Lin raised his hand, and the Four-Color Wish Power Longsword swung toward the Ghost King.

This sword strike was like a stone sinking into the sea.

It didn't cause the Ghost King any harm whatsoever.

In the next moment, Ghost Qi surged from behind the Ghost King, forming a massive skeletal head in the air, lunging toward Mo Lin.

The Netherworld's Nether Fire clashed hard against the skeletal head.

The two forces negated each other.

Mo Lin felt immense pressure at this moment.

The Ghost King was definitely the strongest ghost Mo Lin had encountered so far.

Mo Lin's Netherworld's Nether Fire didn't seem as powerful now.

It's not that the Netherworld's Nether Fire was weak; it was mainly because the Ghost King was too strong.

"Jie jie jie..."

A piercing sound echoed.

The Ghost King raised both hands.

The Ghost Qi behind him slowly condensed, forming a gigantic Ghost Shadow.

The height of this Ghost Shadow was at least equivalent to a thirty-two-story building.

"Mo Lin, if you don't use the Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill, you will surely die today." The Ghost King scoffed at Mo Lin.

Mo Lin was a disciple of Zhong Kui; this fact was no secret.

Mo Lin took a half step back, hesitating on who should take action.

"Immortal Slaying Ghost!" Mo Lin shouted once.

There was no answer.

This puzzled Mo Lin.

Every time in such situations, the Immortal Slaying Ghost would always be the first to clamor to come out.

But why was there no movement today?

Mo Lin actively called him but saw no sign of him.

"Eight Immortals Ghost!" Mo Lin called out again.

Still, there was no response.

Even the Eight Immortals Ghost didn't emerge.

They were Mo Lin's trump cards; without these ghosts, how could Mo Lin deal with the Ghost King?

Relying on his Four-Color Wish Power, there was no way to confront the Ghost King.

Mo Lin realized one thing.

The reason they didn't want to come out might be due to something unusual here.

A pale arm reached out from Mo Lin's mouth, and the Ghost Mother appeared.

"Lord Mo Lin... go!"

After the Ghost Mother appeared, her expression was grave.

This time, the black jar she carried turned red.

It was the first time Mo Lin had seen the Ghost Mother with such an expression.

Having spent so long with her, it was the first time she showed such a serious demeanor.

"Lord Mo Lin, quickly flee." The Ghost Mother reminded Mo Lin again.

Mo Lin's heart skipped a beat.

What here could make even the Ghost Mother feel afraid?

Mo Lin turned to look at Ji Xu beside him, scolding, "Did you set me up?"

"Lord Mo Lin... I did not set you up. The Ghost King killed my wife, ate my child, I came for revenge, I wouldn't trick you."

Ji Xu came with the resolve to die.

This meant that the danger here had nothing to do with Ji Xu.

"Lord Mo Lin... quickly flee!" The Ghost Mother's tone was very anxious.

She must have sensed some danger, repeatedly urging Mo Lin to flee.

"Are you running away?"

The Ghost King taunted Mo Lin: "Weren't you seeking revenge?

Just fleeing like this?

Didn't you say you wanted revenge for Yedou?

Your enemy is right before you, and you run away?"

The mocking voice echoed near Mo Lin's ears.

Mo Lin hesitated a moment.

"Run? Who said I'm going to run?

I'm here to see who's the stronger one..."

Mo Lin shouted, "Eight Immortals Ghost... get out here!"

"Sigh..." a mournful voice echoed.

A female ghost slowly peered out from Mo Lin's mouth.

Her hair was disheveled, much like instant noodles, hanging over her head.

Eight Magical Treasures floated around her body.

The Eight Immortals Ghost complained to the distant Ghost King, "Everything is fine... why provoke this tough foe? Courting death!"

The tough foe she referred to was Mo Lin.

As Mo Lin's Five-organ Ghost, she understood Mo Lin's temperament well.

When Mo Lin lost his temper, even a sea of fire and a mountain of blades ahead wouldn't deter him.

"Immortal Slaying Ghost! Come out." Mo Lin commanded again.

A black silhouette about a meter tall slowly appeared.

The Immortal Slaying Ghost barefooted, with a long sword appearing behind him!

"Do you just enjoy being harsh to me?" Mo Lin asked the Immortal Slaying Ghost, "While facing a strong enemy, you act timid?

"When I need you, you pretend not to hear me?"

"Um... I..." the Immortal Slaying Ghost rubbed his ear.

Mo Lin's temper flared, and he dared not defy Mo Lin.

After all, his usual sustenance was drawn from Mo Lin's Ghost Qi!

The Immortal Slaying Ghost suddenly turned his gaze toward the distant Ghost King.

"Courting death, even causing me to face scolding!"

The Immortal Slaying Ghost shouted, raising his sword to slash forward.

A terrifying sword light fell directly from Yunxiao above.

This sword could slay immortals!

The Ghost Shadow before the Ghost King was directly split open, halved.

The Ghost City behind was also bisected by the sword light.

These three ghosts, any one of them, were exceedingly formidable.

The Ghost City was split open.

A golden Buddha light spread from the center of Ghost City in all directions.

The dazzling light occupied every corner.

"Mo Lin, that's an Evil Spirit." From afar, Qing San reminded Mo Lin.

Mo Lin had previously heard of the Evil Spirit; this time, he witnessed it firsthand.

As the golden Buddha light receded.

A black lotus flower floated, with a figure clad in a black cloak appearing at the lotus's center.

Although he emitted golden Buddha light, his essence was eerie.

The black Buddha lotus exaggerated his oddity.

Under the black cloak was a face bearing a strange smile.

"Joyful Buddha?"

This appearance distinctly resembled the face of Joyful Buddha.

But for some reason, he seemed exceptionally eerie.

Mo Lin understood the opponent was a fake Joyful Buddha.

The real Joyful Buddha would never come to Ghost City.

A Buddha ghost can't be descr...

Though knowing the opponent was a fake Joyful Buddha.

The horrific pressure still made hearts race.

The Joyful Buddha raised a hand, enlarging his palm in the air, striking toward Mo Lin.

The Immortal Slaying Ghost raised his hand, casting sword light, blocking Joyful Buddha's attack.

At the same time, the Eight Immortals Ghost took action.

Using eight Eight Immortals Treasures, striking toward Joyful Buddha.

The Ghost Mother didn't engage; she guarded beside Mo Lin.

The Immortal Slaying Ghost and Eight Immortals Ghost were both in action.

Mo Lin didn't stay idle, charging toward the Ghost King again.

The two engaged in battle, Mo Lin finding it hard to gain the upper hand for a moment.

The Ghost King waved his hand, a vast sky of Ghost Qi crushing down on Mo Lin.

Mo Lin's Netherworld's Nether Fire was then blocked by the Ghost Qi.

Their battle reached a stalemate.

Ji Xu, who had never acted before, suddenly leaped into action.

Ji Xu flew up, his body seeming alight, flames appearing above.

A moment later, he rushed at the Ghost King, his body suddenly exploding.

"Bang!"

The Ghost King suffered a tremendous impact.

It was evident that the Ghost King's figure became much more ethereal than before.

This was the path Ji Xu claimed to pave for Mo Lin with his life.

He accomplished it.

Ji Xu's move dealt the Ghost King significant damage.

Ji Xu didn't deceive Mo Lin; he truly came with the resolve to die.

Mo Lin seized the opportunity, gathering the Four-Color Wish Power to form a Four-Color Wish Power Sword, striking forward.

The heavily injured Ghost King couldn't react rapidly.

The Four-Color Wish Power Sword struck the Ghost King's right arm.

This blow directly severed the Ghost King's right arm.