Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 458 - 456: Endless Rain, Unceasing Arts

For some unknown reason, Mo Lin shivered all over when he heard the sound of thunder.

Zhu Ci, standing nearby, watched as his pupils gradually dilated and looked at his trembling arms in confusion.

"Afraid?"

Zhu Ci murmured to himself.

A single clap of thunder actually made his body tremble involuntarily. This was ridiculous.

Mo Lin had a dream, and he didn’t sleep well, feeling a bit groggy.

He heard Dao Wuxuan shouting loudly from afar, "Run with me!"

Mo Lin’s mind was a muddled mess, completely clueless about what was happening.

Mo Lin instinctively took a glance outside, but there wasn’t any dangerous enemy.

Nor any Evil Spirit.

"Rumble..."

A torrential downpour suddenly fell from the sky.

Without any warning.

The sound of raindrops splashing onto the ground echoed around.

Dao Wuxuan rushed in front of Mo Lin, not bothering to explain, and dragged Mo Lin’s hand to leave the house, "Run with me."

Zhu Ci, quick-witted, saw Dao Wuxuan pull Mo Lin outside and didn’t hesitate to follow along.

"Escape with me... leave Hongzhou." Dao Wuxuan explained to Mo Lin while running.

As they left the house, the rain instantly drenched Mo Lin.

It was as if someone poured a basin of water over Mo Lin.

This downpour was unbelievably heavy.

"What... leave Hongzhou?" Mo Lin showed a doubtful expression.

A day ago, wasn’t it said that leaving Hongzhou was more dangerous?

Why now, do we have to leave Hongzhou again?

Isn’t this contradictory?

One moment there’s a threat outside Hongzhou, the next moment we must leave Hongzhou.

Even Zhu Ci beside them was puzzled.

Is it dangerous outside of Hongzhou, yet we have to leave Hongzhou?

Dao Wuxuan led Mo Lin in a sprint through the rain.

He saw Mo Lin’s doubt and explained to him, "An unexpected situation has occurred, making Hongzhou even more dangerous now."

Dao Wuxuan’s voice mixed with the sound of rain, quiet but Mo Lin heard it clearly.

If danger had a level, then right now, the danger level outside Hongzhou is level three.

The threat level in Hongzhou is level one.

Comparatively, leaving Hongzhou would be safer.

It’s not that it’s safe outside Hongzhou, but under the circumstances, leaving Hongzhou is the best choice.

Mo Lin wanted to ask why but seeing Dao Wuxuan’s tense expression,

Mo Lin swallowed his question.

He refrained from asking further.

Whoosh...

Mo Lin felt a gust of wind blow past him.

But Mo Lin knew very well, that what just flashed past definitely wasn’t the wind.

"Where are you going, my good disciple?"

A voice rang.

A young man appeared, standing in mid-air.

Beneath his feet was a platform formed by rainwater.

The explosive rain falling from the sky seemed especially gentle around him.

Mo Lin himself couldn’t believe it; he truly felt the rain treated this young man gently.

The rain automatically slowed down, even deliberately avoiding this young man.

The rain gathered around the young man’s body.

Yet it did not touch his clothes.

Mo Lin showed a wary expression.

It was this young man who had just flashed past Mo Lin.

"Master..." Dao Wuxuan frowned heavily and shouted.

This young man was surprisingly Dao Wuxuan’s master.

Such a young master?

Mo Lin’s facial expression gradually faded away.

Dao Wuxuan yelled "Master" and combined with the young man’s youthful appearance.

These clues all spelled two words: "Powerful."

This young man’s actual age should be quite old, definitely over a hundred.

"Originally, I wanted to train you to serve the Gen Family, but I didn’t expect you to be born rebellious and betray the Gen Family." Gen Shuanglong said coldly.

"I simply disliked the Gen Family’s behavior." Dao Wuxuan looked up and straightened his spine.

Gen Shuanglong shook his head helplessly, ignoring Dao Wuxuan completely.

He was well aware that Dao Wuxuan was stubborn and unyielding.

Dao Wuxuan saw Mo Lin taking a fighting stance, reminded Mo Lin, "My master is very strong.

His abilities surpass mine.

Moreover, it was him who rendered Cui Xinyun’s Immortal Technique useless back then.

Unexpectedly, his injury healed so quickly."

Seeing Gen Shuanglong, Dao Wuxuan noticed that Gen Shuanglong’s injury had healed.

"Stop running."

At this moment, Mo Lin seemed to have given up resisting, and the string in his heart completely snapped.

"I’m tired... I’m worn, I don’t want to run anymore."

Mo Lin’s tone was icy, devoid of any emotion.

Even if he could escape, Mo Lin wasn’t prepared to run.

Zhu Ci watching Mo Lin’s demeanor, was left speechless.

Whenever matters involved Cui Xinyun, Mo Lin adopted this attitude.

Despite the grumbling, Zhu Ci still admired Mo Lin’s resolve.

This kind of attitude, repaying favors, avenging grievances.

In all honesty, Zhu Ci couldn’t do it.

Maybe this is the difference between people.

He couldn’t be as poised and unhurried as Mo Lin.

And couldn’t possess Mo Lin’s fearless courage.

Others might not understand, but Zhu Ci knew well.

Mo Lin intended to avenge Cui Xinyun.

Mo Lin turned to Zhu Ci and slowly said, "Go, leave here."

Zhu Ci was about to speak, but Mo Lin added, "This is a fight to the death, I’m afraid I’ll accidentally kill you."

Zhu Ci’s body suddenly froze.

Mo Lin’s simple sentence carried a heavy sense of urgency.

"Alright." Zhu Ci said a single word and turned to leave directly.

He knew clearly, in this battle, he had no part to play.

Gen Shuanglong didn’t stop Zhu Ci, just let him leave like that.

"You should leave too." Mo Lin spoke in a commanding tone to Dao Wuxuan beside him.

"I’m the number one Daoist Cultivator, are you sure you don’t need my help?" Dao Wuxuan hesitated, asking.

"Go." Mo Lin coldly uttered a word.

"Be careful." Dao Wuxuan turned and left directly.

The rain was pouring down, relentless.

Only Mo Lin and Gen Shuanglong remained.

Gen Shuanglong raised his right hand lightly.

The pouring rain suddenly stopped.

As if a pause button was pressed.

Rainwater suspended in mid-air, descending with Gen Shuanglong’s finger.

"Swish swish swish..."

Rainwater shot towards Mo Lin like bullets.

A mass of black mist emanated from Mo Lin’s feet.

Ghost Qi spread centered around Mo Lin.

Black Impermanence and White Impermanence emerged from the Ghost Qi.

Black Impermanence wielded a black whip, blocking raindrops in the air.

White Impermanence carried a white whip and charged towards the raindrops above.

The two ghostly deities guarded Mo Lin from either side.

"The Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill? You’ve got some skill."

Gen Shuanglong remarked upon seeing Mo Lin’s techniques.

Mo Lin pointed at Gen Shuanglong coldly, "Kill him."

Black Impermanence and White Impermanence simultaneously charged towards Gen Shuanglong.

Gen Shuanglong raised his right hand, gathering rain into a water sword and slashed out.

Gen Shuanglong looked at Mo Lin and spoke slowly.

"As long as the rain persists, the technique continues."

As long as this rain existed, he could use this skill indefinitely.

This was Gen Shuanglong’s confidence.

Gen Shuanglong fought alone against two ghost deities without fear.

He even had a slight advantage.

Defeating Gen Shuanglong through attrition was unrealistic.

The only way to defeat Gen Shuanglong was to overpower him with superior strength.