Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 611 - 609: Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship Astonishes Everyone

The sound of the Buddha's voice kept amplifying in everyone's ears.

At first, the sound was particularly clear, but as time passed, it gradually became chaotic, then spread through the air like the buzzing of mosquitoes.

Everyone present exerted their own power to resist the Buddha's voice.

A few couldn't withstand the erosion of the Buddha's voice, lying on the ground, clutching their heads, letting out painful cries.

Before seeing the Buddha's shadow, they first heard the Buddha's voice.

This was the Evil Buddha's way of making an entrance.

Lan Yuyan raised her right hand, Immortal Qi appeared in her palm, forming a barrier around her to isolate the approaching Buddha's voice.

Mo Qi stood still, showing no sign of action, not even using any Immortal Technique.

There wasn't the slightest trace of pain on his face.

He employed no means of defense.

This meant he was unaffected by the Buddha's voice.

This man was very strong.

As for Mo Lin, he used the Netherworld's Nether Fire in a standard manner to resist and neutralize the Buddha's voice.

In the front, a dark mass of clouds hung in the sky.

Clinking sounds...

Dots of light fell from within the dark cloud.

Bald men appeared in everyone's view.

They looked very young.

And it was clear these were not things like the Golden Body.

Nor were they corpses hosting the power of the Evil Buddha.

They were not some kind of force from the Evil Buddha's descent.

They were people.

Living people.

They wore yellow monk robes, each of different builds.

"These are the Buddha's Sons, the heirs the Evil Buddha nurtures in the human realm."

Lan Yuyan revealed a mocking smile, "I understand, we've been made into whetstones.

We used the Evil Buddha as trial pawns.

Wasn't the Evil Buddha using us as trial pawns too?"

She casually glanced at the other side, noting that their numbers were similar to Mo Lin's group.

The group of Buddha's Sons, cloaked in Buddha's light, charged at Mo Lin and the others.

The battle was imminent.

Mo Lin was instantly caught up in the conflict.

A Buddha's Son raised his right hand, hurling the Buddha's light directly at Mo Lin.

The Netherworld's Nether Fire surged from Mo Lin's hand, instantly covering the Buddha's Son's right arm. In the next moment, the Netherworld's Nether Fire ignited on the Buddha's Son like maggots on rotting bones, engulfing him entirely.

Weak... unbearably weak.

This Buddha's Son was terrifyingly weak.

Mo Lin eliminated him with a single move.

Mo Lin scanned his surroundings, realizing that everyone else wore astonished expressions, evidently sharing the same thoughts as him.

They all felt that these Buddha's Sons were not strong enough.

To create such a grand spectacle for such weak Buddha's Sons?

Something was certainly amiss.

As Mo Lin thought this, something unexpected happened.

The Buddha's Son Mo Lin had just obliterated gathered together like a pool of water, gradually restoring to his original form.

As if he had never been injured, and his aura was stronger than before.

This phenomenon occurred not only with Mo Lin but also with Lan Yuyan's opponent.

All the Buddha's Sons that were slain had now come back to life.

And they were stronger than before.

Mo Lin attacked again, directing the Netherworld's Nether Fire to devour the Buddha's Son in front of him.

The jet-black flames latched onto the Buddha's Son's right arm.

The Buddha's Son lightly swung his right arm, and the Netherworld's Nether Fire on his arm flung away like snot.

This must be a special ability that causes their power to surge violently.

"Netherworld's Nether Fire... Mo Lin."

The Buddha's Son pointed at Mo Lin coldly, "The most famous person from the East District a year ago.

An Evil-slaying Buddha, exorcism master, Evil Spirit Slayer, the undisputed number one in the East District."

Although the Buddha's Son's voice wasn't loud, everyone present heard each word clearly.

In an instant, all eyes were on Mo Lin.

In that moment, even the battle between the two sides paused as they looked at Mo Lin in shock.

Lan Yuyan looked at Mo Lin with an incredulous expression, her red lips forming an O shape.

"You, you, you... Mo Lin?"

Her eyes were filled with shock, surprise, and a hint of doubt.

"Weren't you dead?"

Lan Yuyan voiced the thoughts of everyone present.

Who didn't know that the East District was sealed precisely because Mo Lin had died a year ago?

When Mo Lin was around, the East District was chaotic but still stable.

Everything followed a stable order.

Since Mo Lin's death, various forces in the East District had expanded exponentially.

The unlimited expansion of these forces indirectly affected many people, leading to the current sealing of the East District.

Everyone was aware that the East District was now the most dangerous area.

The East District becoming a danger zone had only one reason, and that was Mo Lin's death.

"Encountered some issues, disappeared for a year."

Recalling the year of disappearance, Mo Lin still couldn't accept this matter in his heart.

Upon hearing the name Mo Lin, everyone present was astounded.

After all, the name Mo Lin was just too widely known, hard not to have heard of.

"I'm curious, are you truly as strong as the rumors say?" the Buddha's Son coldly snorted at Mo Lin, attacking once more.

As he moved, everyone around him returned to battle mode.

Mo Lin raised his right hand, and a jet-black longsword instantly materialized in front of him.

The jet-black Cyan Cloud Sword hovered in mid-air.

Mo Lin seized the sword with his right hand and charged towards the Buddha's Son.

As for why Mo Lin didn't use Immortal Technique.

There was a reason.

His body was currently refining the Heaven-Filling Stone.

This left Mo Lin unable to use any Immortal Technique.

Moreover, due to the refining of the Heaven-Filling Stone, Mo Lin's overall strength wasn't at its peak.

You could say his power was only half, maybe even less, of its peak.

The Buddha's Son raised his palm, constantly waving it, the next moment, a big "Buddha" character appeared on his forehead.

He swung his palm, and golden light converged to form the character "Buddha," suppressing it towards Mo Lin.

Seeing this, Mo Lin dared not relax.

This was a fight for survival; who dared to relax?

Even the slightest slackness wasn't just about losing; it could be fatal.

Mo Lin's right hand took on a manipulation gesture, casting the Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship: Jingming Sunlight.

The white light instantly enveloped the Buddha's Son.

The dazzling light drew the attention of those fighting around.

Mo Lin's momentum was too grand.

It was hard not to draw attention.

"Jingming Daoism's Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship?" A sharp-eyed man exclaimed.

Jingming Daoism, the orthodox great Daoism, with astonishing strength.

Seeing Mo Lin perform Jingming Daoism's Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship, someone showed a look of horror.

Too shocking.

It was known that even within Jingming Daoism, few could perform the Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship.

Even Lan Yuyan displayed a surprised look, looking at this person who had previously saved her life, her eyes took on a complex expression.

Mo Lin had given her too much of a shock.

Just with the Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship performed by Mo Lin, it was enough to ensure he wouldn't die here.

As Mo Lin used the Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship, it surprised everyone.

Even outside the battlefield, Tang Yu showed a look of surprise.