Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 590 - 588: Battle with the Shaman Priestess

Confirming Mo Lin wasn't dead, Huang Shang guessed a rough idea in his heart.

It must have been something Wu Wei did, allowing Mo Lin to escape alive from the Yellow Springs Realm prison.

Looking at the cold body of Su Yunling, Mo Lin felt a surge of emotion in his heart.

If he had died earlier in the Yellow Springs Realm prison, he would have ended up like Su Yunling, becoming a puppet of Huang Shang.

Mo Lin raised his right hand, with his index and middle fingers together, and in the next moment, the Qingyun Sword flew forward.

The pitch-black Qingyun Sword slashed at Su Yunling from the front.

Su Yunling did not directly confront this move; she retreated backward and then dodged the incoming sword.

"Don't be so agitated, I'm not here to claim your life."

Huang Shang waved his right hand, and a silver-white invitation flew out, landing in Mo Lin's hand.

"Let's meet in Wanhua Village in three days."

After leaving this sentence, Su Yunling turned around and walked away.

Mo Lin did not stop Su Yunling from leaving.

After all, Su Yunling was not Huang Shang's main body. Even if Mo Lin killed Su Yunling here, Huang Shang would still be alive.

There wouldn't be much point. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

After Su Yunling left, Mo Lin slowly took out the white invitation.

He was very curious about what kind of invitation Su Yunling had given him.

Mo Lin carefully looked at it; it was a birthday invitation.

An invitation to a birthday banquet of someone who calls himself the Jiangzhou Earth God.

It's certain that Huang Shang had some special intention by handing this invitation to Mo Lin.

Mo Lin slowly put away the invitation, preparing to go to Wanhua Village in three days.

Setting aside the matter of the invitation for the moment, Mo Lin headed towards the Witchcraft with Feng Ge and Luo Xiaoxiao.

Witchcraft, located in the south.

In the southernmost direction of the East District, adjacent to the South District.

....

The main hall of Witchcraft.

Sitting were a composed man and woman.

"I heard them talking, that man named Mo Lin is on his way with Feng Ge."

The black-clothed man slowly asked the white-haired old lady in front of him, "What should we do? Should we return the Divine Power or not?"

The white-haired old lady turned to look at the woman on the high platform behind her.

This woman wore lavish accessories on her head.

She was the Holy Daughter of Witchcraft, Luo Qin.

"Holy Daughter, should we fight Mo Lin, or hand over the Divine Power?" the old lady asked Luo Qin.

Luo Qin didn't speak; she held a few Copper Coins in her hand, then placed them into a bowl and began to divinate.

At this time, Mo Lin, with Feng Ge and Luo Xiaoxiao, were about a kilometer away from Witchcraft.

Just as Mo Lin was about to advance, he suddenly saw a group of people in black standing ahead.

Among the men and women, leading was a woman with silver ornaments.

"This woman is the Holy Daughter of Witchcraft," Feng Ge promptly reminded Mo Lin upon seeing her.

Mo Lin nodded and vigilantly stared at Luo Qin.

Luo Qin squinted her eyes and smiled. "I am Luo Qin; I am the Holy Daughter of Witchcraft.

I know your intentions."

Luo Qin introduced herself to Mo Lin.

"Hand over Feng Ge's two brothers and return the Divine Power they possess," Mo Lin straightforwardly demanded of Luo Qin.

Luo Qin did not answer whether to release the people or not; she instead changed the topic.

"Are you sure you want to offend our Witchcraft?

If I'm not mistaken, you've already offended Huang Shang, the Burial Immortal Organization, and even the Evil Spirit detests you.

You're already besieged on all sides in the East District.

Are you sure you want to make an enemy of us Witchcraft for two people not closely related to you?"

Mo Lin's gaze was icy, coldly staring at Luo Qin.

"I won't hide it from you; the Sect Leader of Witchcraft is my elder sister.

She is the wife of an Immortal from Immortal Island," Luo Qin again told Mo Lin, "If you make an enemy of us Witchcraft, I assure you, you'll have no place in the East District."

Beside them, Feng Ge's expression wrinkled with worry.

He particularly hoped that Mo Lin could save his brothers.

But from Luo Qin's words, he could also sense the danger.

"Maybe, let's put it aside for now," Feng Ge said to Mo Lin, gritting his teeth.

He really didn't want Mo Lin to make too many enemies.

Mo Lin directly ignored Feng Ge's words, coldly saying to Luo Qin, "Either release them, or I'll eliminate Witchcraft."

Mo Lin's tone was very strong.

As for Luo Qin's nonsense, Mo Lin didn't hear a single word.

Luo Qin's expression instantly turned livid.

She never expected Mo Lin neither feared threats nor enticements.

Luo Qin didn't waste more words; she snapped her fingers.

"Clap!"

As the snapping sound fell.

The entire sky turned pitch black.

The Witchcraft disciples behind Luo Qin all attacked at once, surrounding Mo Lin.

Luo Qin was truly unwilling to hand over Feng Ge's two brothers.

The two types of Divine Power were very useful to them Witchcraft.

Luo Qin didn't believe Mo Lin really dared to wipe out Witchcraft.

After all, Witchcraft had ties with the Immortals of Immortal Island.

Dare Mo Lin provoke Immortal Island?

Seeing Luo Qin's refusal to release them, Mo Lin no longer wasted words.

Mo Lin then summoned the Heng and Ha Generals.

The two Divine Generals' massive bodies immediately appeared mid-air.

The Heng General breathed out a yellow aura that engulfed all the rushing Witchcraft disciples in front.

At the same time, Mo Lin charged towards Luo Qin.

Luo Qin raised her right hand, muttering some incantation.

In the next moment, black tattoo-like marks appeared on her skin.

An eye pattern appeared on Luo Qin's forehead.

Then she raised her right hand, casting witchcraft.

Black smoke condensed into a skull.

The skull emitted a sharp screeching sound.

At first, the sound was just piercing, but then it felt like his head was splitting with pain.

Mo Lin felt as if someone was chopping his head with an axe, causing excruciating pain.

Mo Lin gathered Immortal Qi, attempting to counter Luo Qin's witchcraft with it.

The Immortal Qi condensed, slashing down like a waterfall towards the skull in front.

"Boom..."

The two forces collided, and in the next moment, the skull shattered.

A surprising scene unfolded.

The initially shattered skull rapidly divided.

One into two, two into four, four into six.

Floating in the sky were black skulls.

Mo Lin was quickly trapped by these skulls.

The Ha General leapt beside Mo Lin, swinging the Demon-Subduing Pestle at the skulls in the air.

Directly breaking the skulls.

Mo Lin remained calm, showing no panic.

Just coldly staring at Luo Qin.

In contrast, Luo Qin's forehead was covered with sweat in tension.

Luo Qin clasped her hands, and then a pitch-black spider slowly crawled out.

The spider was at least two meters tall, its upper body in a humanoid shape.

From the spider's mouth, a web-like substance spewed towards Mo Lin.

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

The moment the Netherworld's Nether Fire touched the web.

It was like gasoline catching fire.

The pitch-black Netherworld's Nether Fire surged instantly to a two-meter-high flame.

In the next moment, the Netherworld's Nether Fire enveloped the black spider.

The spider writhed and struggled in the flames.

But all was to no avail.

The flames were not extinguished; instead, they grew stronger and stronger.