Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department

Chapter 818: Chapter 816: Losing Composure, Panic

The sound of the ghosts’ self-destruction was clearly audible.

Even knowing they would die, not a single ghost hesitated.

"Chen Xi, run!" a ghost shouted at Chen Xi.

Watching the surrounding ghosts sacrifice themselves, all just to carve out a path of survival for her.

Chen Xi panicked.

"I’m sorry... I’m sorry..."

"It’s all my fault."

Chen Xi’s tone was filled with despair.

It’s unimaginable to see a ghost at the level of a celestial ghost in such a breakdown.

This rich sentiment is almost akin to that of a real living person.

"I shouldn’t have trusted Zhen Lingling.

It’s all my fault."

Chen Xi raised her head, her gaze fixed on Zhen Lingling who was operating the True Martial Ghost-Refining Array.

She snarled, "Zhen Lingling... you deserve to die..."

As the words fell, she raised her hand, Ghost Qi converged on her arm, and she leapt forward to assault Zhen Lingling.

"Boom!"

A strand of True Martial Dao Qi fell onto Chen Xi.

This True Martial Dao Qi, like a bolt of lightning, struck Chen Xi.

Hit by Dao Qi, Chen Xi plummeted to the ground, looking extremely bedraggled.

The Ghost-Suppressing Tower restrained the power of this group of ghosts, making them appear very weak at this moment.

"Why... why are you doing this?"

No matter how hard she thought, Chen Xi couldn’t understand why Zhen Lingling would do such things.

"To sever sinful bonds." Zhen Lingling spoke coldly, as if she was merely doing a trivial task.

She stood at the pinnacle of the tower, her gaze icy cold, waving her hand once more.

"Boom!"

Another strand of True Martial Dao Qi descended.

The True Martial Dao Qi struck Chen Xi, causing a black hole to appear in her chest.

As the pitch-black Ghost Qi patched her wound, Chen Xi’s body visibly weakened.

At this moment, Qian the Third made his move.

Nether Qi appeared in his hand and condensed into a pitch-black sword blade, slashing towards Chen Xi.

"Sister Chen Xi, dodge!"

A ghost darted forward to block the descending pitch-black sword blade.

"Bang!"

The moment this ghost touched the pitch-black sword blade, it was immediately exterminated.

"Chen Xi, run."

"Chen Xi, hurry up."

"You’re the strongest among us, you need to leave."

"Quickly, go."

Hundreds of ghosts surged in front of Chen Xi, shielding her from Qian the Third’s assault.

These hundreds of ghosts instantly perished.

"Zhen Lingling...."

Chen Xi gritted her teeth, letting out a heart-wrenching roar.

She longed to flay and dismember the people before her.

Just as Chen Xi was about to make a move, a cold voice came.

"Leave." Bing Yu reminded Chen Xi.

Chen Xi calmed down immediately.

Even if she fought, there was no chance of winning.

"I can help you escape." Compared to Chen Xi, Bing Yu appeared very composed.

She seemed more like a ghost devoid of emotions.

Bing Yu had stepped into the Yin Spirit realm.

Now, she was a Yin Spirit level ghost, nearly crossing the final threshold.

If she sacrificed herself, she truly could help Chen Xi get out.

The entire Ghost-Suppressing Tower was in chaos.

Hundreds of thousands of ghosts desperately resisted the True Martial Array.

.....

Cloud Sea.

Mo Lin walked like a drunkard, stumbling left and right.

Seemingly lost his mind.

The sound of the Netherworld Lord Seal shattering echoed in Mo Lin’s head.

Each sound made Mo Lin’s heart tremble.

"What’s wrong?" Six-Eared Mingyue asked Mo Lin, seeing his troubled expression.

She thought Mo Lin had gone through a fierce battle, which exhausted his strength, making him so downtrodden.

"Find Qian the Third... where is he... find him..." Mo Lin said tensely.

Mo Lin had never been so panicked before.

Even when facing Houtian Fengjian earlier, Mo Lin hadn’t been so out of control.

At West Mountain in the East District, even when battling the Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy, Mo Lin hadn’t been this flustered.

Mo Lin was currently very anxious.

As if something was clogging his chest.

"You’re too weak now, wait for a few days." Six-Eared Mingyue comforted Mo Lin.

Mo Lin had just experienced a great battle.

At this moment, going to find Qian the Third was tantamount to courting death.

"No, can’t wait anymore."

Mo Lin grabbed Six-Eared Mingyue’s shoulders.

Six-Eared Mingyue’s pupils suddenly shrank.

She clearly felt Mo Lin’s arms trembling.

It was a tremble of anxiety verging on despair.

This was the first time she’d seen Mo Lin lose composure like this.

"What’s wrong?" Six-Eared Mingyue asked Mo Lin again.

"My ghosts are being slaughtered."

Mo Lin said hoarsely, "I must find Qian the Third... there’s no time left.

If I don’t find Qian the Third soon, all my ghosts will be killed."

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.

"Splash..."

Torrential rain began to fall slowly.

Mo Lin completely ignored the rain soaking him.

His mind was filled with thoughts of ghosts.

Chen Xi... Bing Yu... Hong Ye...

And many other ghosts.

Mo Lin didn’t want them to die.

As Mo Lin took a step forward, he tripped over something unknown.

He fell headlong to the ground.

On an ordinary day, he wouldn’t have made such a low-level mistake.

But right now, Mo Lin fell face-first into the dirt.

Rain and mud stained his face.

Mo Lin wanted to awaken the Ghost Mother.

But the Ghost Mother didn’t respond at all.

An unprecedented sense of despair washed over.

Mo Lin’s eyes were bloodshot, gritting his teeth, he shouted, "They can’t die... they must not die..."

"Even if you find Qian the Third now, you can’t beat him..." Six-Eared Mingyue wanted to say something but swallowed the words.

"I’ll help you find someone."

Six-Eared Mingyue put her right index finger into her mouth and bit it.

Blood dripped onto the ground.

The blood mixed with the rain, pooling together.

Six-Eared Mingyue muttered something under her breath.

Blood gathered to form an image.

"Sixty kilometers away, at Hongyan City."

After doing this, Six-Eared Mingyue took out four pitch-black objects like chopsticks from her pocket.

Then she placed the chopsticks in four directions.

Injecting power into the chopsticks.

The next moment, the chopsticks transformed into wooden rods over a meter high.

This was a transport array.

Passed down from the neighboring dynasty of the South District.

Previously, someone also used this transport array.

Activating the transport array requires consuming a lot of power.

This array was already activated in the past when Six-Eared Mingyue was among the Six-Eared Race.

It’s single-use; to use it again, one needs to inject power once more.

The method of using the array is simple.

Just silently chant the destination in mind.

The farther the place, the more power required, and sometimes even twice or thrice injections of power.

Six-Eared Mingyue grabbed Mo Lin’s hand and led him into the realm of the array.

"Thank you." Mo Lin gratefully acknowledged Six-Eared Mingyue.

If it weren’t for Six-Eared Mingyue, Mo Lin truly wouldn’t know how to find Qian the Third.

Six-Eared Mingyue activated the array.

The next moment, Mo Lin and Six-Eared Mingyue’s figures transformed into a silver light and disappeared into the sky.

At the same time, the four pitch-black wooden rods on the ground also vanished.

The surrounding people were unfazed.

This transportation array, previously the patrol inspector, Zhang Tang used this kind of array to come to Cloud Sea.

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