"Let's go, into Xu Yue City, and see who dares to touch me."

Mo Lin's voice was ice-cold.

Wei Xun couldn't help but frown.

Just such a simple sentence made her feel a chill.

A wave of coldness surged from her feet to her head.

"Bro... he's so arrogant!" Celestial Explosion Star murmured.

"Shut up, you don't know a damn thing about this kind of determination." Celestial Explosion Star snorted coldly.

"What are we doing?" Celestial Explosion Star asked in confusion.

"We don't do anything, just watch the show."

Xu Yue City was different from Beihai City.

There were many powerful people here.

As Mo Lin walked into Xu Yue City, he felt many auras.

Very strong auras.

This place differentiated itself from Beihai City in a secondary way.

The strong in Beihai City were all Ghost-Controlling Masters, while the strong here were all those who practiced certain Cultivation Techniques.

"They've come... they've come..."

Wei Xun murmured, then stepped back, reminding Mo Lin, "Uncle Master, please go easy."

After all, this place was the lair of the Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits. If Mo Lin went too far, it would mean offending the entire Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits.

"Swish..."

A transparent arrow shot towards Mo Lin.

The arrow was swift, reaching Mo Lin at the speed of sound.

Mo Lin waved his palm and caught the incoming arrow.

"Bang!" The arrow exploded in Mo Lin's hand.

Mo Lin remained unscathed.

"Hey... what are you standing there for?"

"Wasn't there an order to kill this guy?" A man holding a bow shouted at Celestial Explosion Star from afar.

Celestial Explosion Star waved his hand, "We do whatever we want, it's none of your business. If you have the guts, do it yourself."

"Heh..."

Chang Fei snorted coldly, "Open your dog eyes wide, and watch how I slaughter this guy."

As his words fell, Chang Fei pulled the bowstring again.

He hadn't had the chance to shoot the arrow.

A large hand appeared right in front of Chang Fei.

"Bang!"

Mo Lin grabbed Chang Fei's head and slammed it hard onto the ground.

The ground was instantly dented into a deep pit.

"Pfft..." Chang Fei spat blood directly.

Chang Fei felt like his internal organs were about to burst out.

Subsequently, Mo Lin lifted Chang Fei's body as if picking up a chick.

Raising him and then slamming him down hard.

"Pfft..."

Once again, Chang Fei spat blood, lying on the ground barely breathing.

Wei Xun shook her head uncontrollably, too strong.

She knew very well this wasn't Mo Lin's full strength.

She had once witnessed with her own eyes the scene when Mo Lin summoned his Dharma Body.

Celestial Explosion Star's face trembled, feeling thankful.

Fortunately, he hadn't acted just now, or else he would have met a terrible end.

At that moment, Chang Fei understood why Celestial Explosion Star and the others hadn't taken action.

This guy was too strong.

And was using the Pure Origin and Profound Dao Technique.

Unreasonably strong.

How to fight?

He couldn't withstand even a single move from Mo Lin.

Mo Lin lifted Chang Fei.

"All those who want to kill me, get out here!"

Silence, with no one stepping forward.

"Bang!"

Mo Lin slammed Chang Fei hard onto the ground.

With this slam, Chang Fei was left with half a life.

"If you don't come out, I'll kill him."

This time, there was finally a response.

In the distance, silhouettes appeared one after another.

Estimated to be a dozen people.

These people all posed hostile stances.

Each holding a weapon.

"These people are all members of the Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits, all the Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits left in Xu Yue City are here."

Wei Xun softly reminded Mo Lin.

These dozen people were among those of the Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits.

"Uncle Master, what do you plan to do?" Wei Xun asked Mo Lin.

"Whoever gives me trouble, I'll kill them." Mo Lin said in an icy tone.

Upon hearing this, Wei Xun couldn't help but shrink her neck.

Does he plan to single-handedly take on the entire Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits?

So bold.

Mo Lin's voice wasn't loud, but everyone present heard it clearly.

"What?"

"Did you hear what he said?"

"He said he'd kill us all by himself?"

"Truly boasting."

"Does he really think our Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits are made of paper?"

These people all expressed their dissatisfaction.

Mo Lin was being too arrogant.

How could one person annihilate them all, wasn't it absurd?

Mo Lin swung Chang Fei onto the ground.

Someone in the crowd caught Mo Lin's attention.

Tian Qiaoxing.

This person Mo Lin couldn't forget.

Beihai met calamity, he must know something.

He was one of Yan Shiqi's people, as long as Mo Lin captured him, he could learn about Yan Shiqi's matters.

Mo Lin pointed at Tian Qiaoxing coldly and said, "I want to capture this man, unrelated personnel, please step aside."

"Capture someone?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Do you think this is your home?"

"Do you want to capture anyone you please? Ridiculous?"

A group of people sneered sarcastically at Mo Lin.

There was nothing more to say.

Mo Lin leapt up and charged directly at Tian Qiaoxing.

At the same time, the dozen people in front charged at Mo Lin.

They all practiced the same Cultivation Technique.

Their strengths were about the same.

At this moment, Mo Lin did not conceal anything, directly unleashing his Dao Practice.

"This guy actually possesses Dao Power?"

"This is going to be troublesome."

"Such a nuisance."

When they felt that Dao power, the expressions of these dozen people were no longer relaxed; instead, they were now serious.

Mo Lin raised his hand and used his ten-year Dao cultivation to draw a talisman in front of him.

Pure Origin and Profound Dao Talisman?

This guy is from the Pure Origin and Profound Dao Hall.

Everyone, be careful.

Mo Lin raised his hand, the Pure Origin and Profound Dao Talisman emitted a burst of golden light, crushing towards a young man.

The young man waved his hand to resist, but unfortunately, it was completely useless.

"Bang!" The golden light pierced into the young man's body.

The young man's body exploded, fell to the ground, and was in a state of unconsciousness.

The people around then surrounded and attacked Mo Lin.

The Pure Origin and Profound Dao Talisman emitted a burst of golden light, protecting Mo Lin at the center. No matter how these people attacked, they couldn't break Mo Lin's defense.

"Ten years of Dao cultivation?"

"Is this guy for real?"

At this moment, these people realized the seriousness of the situation.

With just those ten years of Dao cultivation, no one present was a match for Mo Lin.

"He started with ten years of Dao cultivation, is this guy a monster?" one man frowned.

"Everyone drag this out, as long as we delay, this guy's ten years of Dao cultivation will eventually be exhausted, and that's when our chance comes," another man said slowly.

"That's right, once the time comes, this guy is dead for sure," the others chimed in.

Everyone had now made a decision.

That is to delay.

Wait until Mo Lin exhausts his ten years of Dao cultivation.

Mo Lin raised his hand and drew another Pure Origin and Profound Dao Talisman.

This time, it was twenty years of Dao cultivation.

Everyone felt despair.

This despair came from their bones.

"How many years of Dao cultivation does this guy have? To be so wasteful?"

"My God... this is terrifying."

"Give up resistance, my master uncle has a hundred years of Dao cultivation, you're no match for my master uncle," Wei Xun said unhurriedly.

Hearing this, everyone present despaired.

A hundred years of Dao cultivation?

What's the point of fighting?

Does anyone have a death wish?

So these dozen people retreated, distancing themselves from Mo Lin.

Looking closely, everyone had varying degrees of injuries.

As for the one who had been trying to stand out just now, Chang Fei, he was now half-dead.

Mo Lin quietly walked towards Tian Qiaoxing.

The people around all retreated.

This attitude was completely different from before.

After all, Mo Lin was too strong.

If these people were to fight Mo Lin, it would be no different from seeking death.

When Tian Qiaoxing saw Mo Lin, he gritted his teeth and said slowly.

"You didn't die."

Very unexpected.

Beihai was destroyed, so many people died, yet Mo Lin survived.

He was greatly surprised.

Mo Lin didn't waste words, charging forward, the Pure Origin and Profound Dao Talisman floated in front of him and then transformed into a point of light rushing towards Tian Qiaoxing.

Tian Qiaoxing swung his fist to block.

"Bang!"

Tian Qiaoxing's right arm exploded directly, with blood splattering on the ground.

Tian Qiaoxing's entire arm was completely crippled.

Mo Lin stepped forward and grabbed Tian Qiaoxing by the neck.

Tian Qiaoxing's feet dangled in the air, unable to move.

"Li Hao sacrificed all of Beihai to summon those ghosts from the Ghost Realm, whose idea was it?" Mo Lin demanded of Tian Qiaoxing.

"I don't know."

"Bang!"

Mo Lin slapped Tian Qiaoxing on the ground again and asked, "Whose idea was it?"

"I don't know," Tian Qiaoxing maintained his firm stance.

"Bang!"

Mo Lin smashed him on the ground fiercely again.

Blood seeped from the corner of Tian Qiaoxing's mouth.

"I'll ask you one more time, whose idea was it?"

"I don't..." Tian Qiaoxing was about to say he didn't know.

"Crack!"

Mo Lin directly snapped his neck.

If he wants to die so badly, let him have it.

Everyone present gasped.

Too ruthless.

One of the Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits, Tian Qiaoxing, was killed just like that?

With this move, Mo Lin completely offended everyone among the Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits.

He pissed off those above.

The Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits are meant to suppress evil spirits.

Mo Lin actually killed one of the Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits, isn't this challenging everyone above?

Next, Mo Lin could face endless pursuit.

The people above definitely won't allow Mo Lin to live.

"Young man, you're too much," a deep voice sounded.

An old elder appeared in the distance.

This elder had white hair but walked with great vigor.

"Cyan Dragon..."

Wei Xun reminded Mo Lin, "He is Cyan Dragon, on par with Vermilion Bird, his strength is among the Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits."

With just a glance, Mo Lin could see the opponent's strength.

The opponent also possessed Dao power.

About two hundred years of Dao cultivation.

"So what's this? You are allowed to hunt me down, but I'm not allowed to fight back?" Mo Lin coldly retorted.

"Old man, teach this guy a lesson," a man shouted at Cyan Dragon.

"Show him some colors," another man joined in the jeering.

"Shut your mouths," Cyan Dragon scolded.

He had checked Mo Lin's information.

Mo Lin possesses the Dharma Body.

He wasn't confident he could defeat Mo Lin.

Cyan Dragon took out a small blue-black bell and then tossed it into the air.

The bell gradually enlarged in the air, and then enveloped down towards Mo Lin.

"Ding..." the crisp sound echoed in the air.

Mo Lin was trapped within the bell.

Surrounded by darkness, Mo Lin tried to attack the bell, but his power was dissipated by an invisible force upon hitting the bell.

"Master uncle..." Wei Xun exclaimed seeing Mo Lin trapped.

At this point, someone shouted.

"Are you tired of living?"

"This guy is Vermilion Bird's younger brother, you dare to be underhanded against her brother, you're all waiting to die."

The voice was loud, everyone present heard it clearly.

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