Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 595 - 593: Who Bullies the Weak?

Luo Xiaoxiao seemed unfamiliar with such a scene. She covered her nose with her right hand, clearly uncomfortable with the pungent smell of blood.

This place couldn't even be considered a village.

Just a temporary shack.

"Master, I brought back a lot of people again.

The national highway was busier than usual today," a young man shouted loudly.

The door of the room opened, and an elder in a Daoist robe slowly emerged.

"Good, very good. Just a few thousand more people, and I can at least step into the Immortal Cultivator realm." Gao Liang looked at the over five hundred people his disciple brought back and was quite pleased.

"Come, come...this way, this way..." The young man shook the bell, pointing loudly to a large pool straight ahead.

"All jump in."

This pool was over five hundred square meters filled with blood and corpses.

It was used by Gao Liang for refining evil techniques.

Gao Liang practiced genuine evil techniques.

Training through killing.

Only recently, with the chaos in the East District, did Gao Liang dare to harm people so openly.

A year ago, Gao Liang wouldn't have dared.

Gao Liang was ready to conduct a ritual, sacrificing these over five hundred people.

A reprimanding voice interrupted him.

"Stop!" Mo Lin called out coldly.

Since the situation met Mo Lin, he decided to intervene casually.

Gao Liang and his disciple suddenly tensed up, staring at Mo Lin fiercely.

"Oh...an infiltrating Daoist Cultivator?" the young disciple exclaimed at Mo Lin.

Unaffected by the Enchanting Bell, he must be a Daoist Cultivator, no doubt.

"Brother, in the chaos of the East District, even you struggle to keep yourself safe, so don't meddle in others' affairs." The young disciple said coldly to Mo Lin, "Even though we harm people, we're also protecting ourselves."

Gao Liang was calmer than his disciple. He stepped forward and asked Mo Lin, "Brother, what do you mean by this?"

"These people happened to travel the same highway with me, so there's fate. Give them a chance to live," Mo Lin said coldly to Gao Liang.

At this moment, Mo Lin truly wanted to find a way out for these ordinary people.

After all, everyone has the right to survive.

"Young brother, can you save them for a moment, can you save them for a lifetime?"

Gao Liang asked Mo Lin, "Do you not know the current situation in the East District?

The Evil Spirits of West Mountain are causing chaos, and the high ranks of the East District have abandoned their duties, leaving ordinary people to die.

The East District is already rotten to the core."

"Wasn't there someone destined?"

Mo Lin asked Gao Liang, "Are they leaving the ordinary people to die?"

"Those destined people are among the top ranks of the East District, and they only care about interests.

They don't care about the lives of ordinary people."

"Even if you save these people today, they will still eventually die.

The entire East District is completely sealed off, and no one can get out.

Ordinary people in the East District only have one path to death.

Even I just want to strengthen my power to find a way out."

Only with strong enough power can you find a way to survive.

As for those with insufficient power or ordinary people, they can only be pawned off in the East District.

"The people of the East District can no longer be considered human; they are just meat and fish."

Upon hearing Gao Liang's words, Mo Lin was deeply surprised, not expecting an Evil Cultivator to have such insight.

Moreover, through the conversation with Gao Liang, Mo Lin realized that the East District is completely sealed off.

Everyone has no way to leave.

"Let them go."

Mo Lin's tone was very indifferent, "Don't harm people anymore in the future."

Seeing that Mo Lin insisted on saving people, Gao Liang immediately became anxious, "Can't you understand human words?

Even if I don't kill them, the Evil Spirits of Great Spirit Mountain will kill these ordinary people.

Why do you have to make it difficult for me?"

Mo Lin raised his right hand, and "whoosh..." the pitch-black Netherworld's Nether Fire ignited instantly, gushing from Mo Lin's palm.

The flames stood at least two meters high.

"Netherworld's Nether Fire?"

Seeing the pitch-black flames, Gao Liang immediately guessed Mo Lin's identity. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"Mo Lin from Beihai, I know you."

Gao Liang said slowly to Mo Lin, "I used to be a disciple of the Celestial Sect's Red Dust Immortal Lineage.

I saw your figure when you killed the Evil Buddha at the Celestial Sect."

"Didn't you die? Why are you alive again?"

"Release them." Mo Lin dismissed Gao Liang's words, speaking coldly.

"Do you only know how to bully the weak?"

Gao Liang unwillingly clenched his fists, "Where were you when Beihai was annihilated?

The high ranks of the East District collaborated with the Evil Spirits, harming living beings, why didn't you stop it?

The Yellow Springs Realm kills at least a thousand people every day, why don't you care?

The Evil Spirits of Great Spirit Mountain have harmed countless people, why don't you intervene?

Why do you choose me, a soft target, to bully?

I've only harmed less than two thousand people.

Great Spirit Mountain, the Yellow Springs Realm, they have killed at least millions of people, even more, go bother them if you can.

Why bully me?"

"Bullying the weak?"

Mo Lin felt an indescribable feeling upon hearing these words.

Was he bullying the weak?

Mo Lin raised his right hand, the pitch-black flames surged out, instantly encircling Gao Liang and his disciple.

"Release them." Mo Lin's voice remained icy cold.

No matter how eloquently Gao Liang spoke, Mo Lin persisted in his stance.

Seeing that Mo Lin was unyielding, Gao Liang acted immediately. He raised his right hand.

With the wave of his palm, a bright red mist surged out from behind him.

Within the smoke were various sobbing voices.

The ghostly souls cried defiantly.

The ear-piercing cries, within the red mist, appeared various ghostly heads.

All in their worst states from when they were alive.

Gao Liang's method was cruel, using living people to refine ghost souls.

This move was at least on par with Immortal Level immortal techniques.

Mo Lin raised his right hand, the Netherworld's Nether Fire surged like a tide, enveloping the bright red mist.

The bright red mist ignited instantly, like gasoline touched by flames.

The next moment, the Netherworld's Nether Fire enveloped Gao Liang, then directly burned him alive.

As for Gao Liang's disciple, he was also eliminated.

With Gao Liang dead, the people who had been enchanted regained their senses.

"Where is this?"

"What happened?"

"Why are so many people dead?"

The surrounding people's voices of discussion gradually rose.

What they would do had nothing to do with Mo Lin.

Mo Lin took Luo Xiaoxiao with him, leaving and returning to the highway.

Walking along the highway, he saw many corpses along the way.

Some corpses were even decomposed.

Seeing these decomposed bodies, Mo Lin truly felt that the East District was in chaos.

All this was due to the Fuhai managers in the East District choosing to compromise with the Evil Spirits.

Suddenly, Mo Lin felt a scorching sensation from his body.

Is this...Netherworld's Nether Fire?

Mo Lin stopped and felt puzzled about what was reacting with the Netherworld's Nether Fire.

Such a situation was something Mo Lin had never encountered before.

Immediately, Mo Lin looked into the distance, spotting a mound near the highway.

The closer he got to the mound, the more intense the scorching sensation became.

Mo Lin approached the mound.

There was a corpse that had been rotting for god knows how long.

Beside it was a little girl, probably in her teens.

Her behavior was foolish, sitting in front of the corpse, giggling.

Disheveled, particularly thin.

She held a colorful stone in her hand.

It was this stone that made Mo Lin's Netherworld's Nether Fire react intensely.