Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 578 - 576: Feng Ge Is Blind

Seeing Mo Lin unwilling to leave, Zhang Yuan snorted coldly.

"Kid, you're not planning to leave?"

As Zhang Yuan's voice fell, the crowd behind him stood up, dozens of people staring at Mo Lin.

Mo Lin raised his right hand, and the Netherworld's Nether Fire instantly appeared.

The pitch-black flames reflected in front of Mo Lin, "Make a path for me, let me go to the East District."

Mo Lin said coldly.

"I said, no special pass..." Zhang Yuan was still trying to block Mo Lin.

The next moment, the Netherworld's Nether Fire lunged at Zhang Yuan like a poisonous snake.

Zhang Yuan swung his hand to perform Daoist Skill and tried to resist, but unfortunately, his strength was too weak, and in less than a few breaths, he was instantly devoured by the flames, leaving only white ashes.

The surrounding crowd, who were about to take action, was so frightened that they kept retreating.

Instinctively making a path.

At this moment, a figure was watching Mo Lin from the shadows.

Mo Lin turned and looked into the distance, and a respectful voice came from the shadows.

"Senior, I'm sorry, we've offended you. Please leave." The man in the shadows respectfully greeted Mo Lin.

Then Mo Lin rode his motorcycle and left directly.

As for Zhang Yuan, he paid the price of his life for his rebellious character.

...

Beihai.

Zhen Lingling stood on the rooftop in a Daoist robe.

Her gaze fixed on the distance, a long sword appeared beside her.

"Is he really dead?" Zhen Lingling looked into the distance, her expression dazed.

"Zhen Lingling, the second war is about to begin soon, shall we retreat first?" A woman respectfully asked Zhen Lingling.

This woman was once from Great Spirit Mountain, which was destroyed, and she moved to Beihai.

Seeing Zhen Lingling not speaking, the woman spoke again.

"This time, led by the Burial Immortal Organization, with Yellow Springs Realm also participating, and even Great Spirit Mountain's Evil Spirit.

The three major forces are converging, determined to destroy Beihai.

If you don't leave, you might really perish this time."

It's not that this woman is cowardly, but she understands the importance of this matter.

This time, the situation is far more intense than the first Beihai battle.

"Have you contacted Yun Xue'xue?" Zhen Lingling asked the woman.

"Yun Xue'xue was stopped by the Reincarnated Immortal in Xuyan City and couldn't support us." The woman answered again.

"How is Mo Haiyue now?"

"Still unconscious." The woman answered again.

Mo Haiyue, half a month ago, left Beihai to find traces of Mo Lin, got ambushed, and is still seriously injured.

Still unconscious.

"I won't leave."

Zhen Lingling's voice was clear, "Back then he saved me from Great Spirit Mountain, and I certainly won't betray him." 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Then Zhen Lingling's gaze became sharp, "This time, no matter how many people come, I will kill that many.

Don't think anyone can provoke Beihai."

She was ready to be buried in Beihai.

Zhen Lingling turned her head to look at another woman in the distance.

This woman had a sword scar on her face; she was Jiang Yun.

"Jiang Yun, lead the ghosts of Beihai away."

Zhen Lingling showed a smile on her face, "When he returns, make sure he avenges me."

The "he" she referred to was Mo Lin.

Jiang Yun didn't reply, but Chen Xi beside them said slowly, "We won't leave.

We want to wait for Lord Mo Lin to return."

Just this sentence was enough to explain everything.

Jiang Yun added, "These ghosts don't listen to me, I can't take them away."

Jiang Yun thought of something and asked Zhen Lingling, "Gen Family Business said they would arrange people to support us."

"Don't let them come; the Gen Family's strength should be saved for when Mo Lin returns." Zhen Lingling knew clearly, if Mo Lin wasn't dead.

She must leave some strength for him.

That's the reason she refused to let the Gen Family come over.

"Alright." Jiang Yun understood Zhen Lingling's thoughts and spoke slowly.

Three days later, the Beihai battle began.

Three forces attacked Beihai.

Under Huang Shang, the Yellow Springs Ghosts charged first, followed by Great Spirit Mountain's Evil Spirit, then the Burial Immortal Organization.

Three major forces converged on Beihai.

Zhen Lingling alone killed thousands of Yellow Springs Ghosts.

The battle lasted for a full thirteen days.

The entire surface of Beihai was soaked in blood.

Zhen Lingling was exhausted, her body fell into a pool of blood.

Jiang Yun was weak and collapsed on the ground.

Chen Xi and the other ghosts suffered countless casualties.

Everyone thought, in this battle, Beihai would be doomed.

A pink-haired woman walked out of the void.

This woman's flawless face was full of charm.

She stood in the air, her hand waving, a mighty force surged.

Protecting the people of Beihai.

As her arm waved, a gust of wind appeared, taking everyone away.

Leaving only an empty Beihai battlefield and corpses.

...

Mo Lin heard about the Beihai battle and rushed all the way, not daring to waste time, heading to Beihai.

Torrential rain fell, soaking Mo Lin's clothes.

The thunderous sound was in the air along with the motorcycle engine.

The rain was heavy, Mo Lin accidentally fell twice on the way, leaving many scratches on him.

He didn't care about these injuries and continued forward.

The rain beating on Mo Lin's face made his expression colder.

Finally, Mo Lin arrived at Beihai.

Desolation everywhere.

Originally covered with Ghost Qi, Beihai's Ghost Qi was now very thin.

The rift between the Underworld and the mortal world was sealed.

No Ghost Qi was coming out.

The ground had gray marks; these were traces of dead ghosts.

Only when the number of dead ghosts reaches a certain level will there be these marks akin to coal dust.

It's gone... everything is gone....

All of it, gone.

Ghosts or friends, all gone.

Mo Lin's gaze was especially empty at this moment.

His heart felt hollow, and now Mo Lin only wanted to find a place to lie down and sleep.

He wanted to escape from it all.

The root of the matter was Huang Shang; if not for Huang Shang bringing Mo Lin to the Yellow Springs Realm, the later events wouldn't have happened.

As long as Mo Lin isn't dead, even if the Burial Immortal Organization wants to destroy Beihai, they would consider it beforehand.

What made Mo Lin find most ridiculous was that Beihai was being destroyed, and the East District actually consented.

Mo Lin turned to Feng City.

Mo Lin wanted to find the Three Sons of Feng City from the Feng Family.

These three have Divine Power, which could help Mo Lin greatly.

The streets of Feng City were not very crowded.

"Blind man, don't bump around, can you?" A man angrily cursed.

"I'm not blind."

Grinding his teeth, the man shouted, "I possess Eye Skill...

I'm just down on my luck now.

You people just wait.

If Mo Lin comes back, I'll make you pay a thousandfold."

Grinding his teeth, the man angrily pointed at a wall.

The man beside him feared Feng Ge would bump into the wall and hurriedly supported Feng Ge.

"Young master, that person has been dead for over a year now.

Don't say such things in the future." The man reminded Feng Ge.

Feng Ge's eyes were covered in white frost-like traces, using his hands in front of him to navigate.

Clearly blind.

"Impossible, he couldn't have just died like that.

He still needs to avenge me!"

Feng Ge shook his head, his expression nearing collapse, "Impossible... he can't be dead...

Such a powerful person, how could he die?

Mo Lin... where are you!

You owe me a debt, yet unpaid.

How could you just die!"

Feng Ge sat on the ground, his expression collapsed, shouting loudly.