Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 576 - 574: Inheriting the Swordsmanship Lineage

Chapter 576: Chapter 574: Inheriting the Swordsmanship Lineage

Clearly, Huang Shang is prepared to massacre Mo Lin’s group of ghosts.

At least it could cause psychological harm to Mo Lin.

Just as Mo Lin’s mind was unsettled, Huang Shang acted again, muttering some incantation.

Mo Lin felt the world spinning, a wave of dizziness attacking his head.

There was a sense of drowsiness.

Suddenly, Huang Shang formed sealing signs with her hands, threads like silk appeared, and the next moment they wrapped around Mo Lin.

A giant seal character emerged.

Then it imprinted upon Mo Lin’s body. As Mo Lin was sealed, the divine power of Heng and Ha Generals disappeared, returning to Mo Lin’s body.

"Go!"

At Huang Shang’s command, the crowd of Yellow Springs Ghosts left one after another.

Chen Xi led the ghosts in pursuit at the rear.

Knowing they were outmatched, they still pursued.

Subsequently, the second fierce battle broke out, which again ended with Chen Xi and his group losing.

Chen Xi was beaten so badly he nearly fell off his realm.

As for Bing Yu, Chu Xing, and the others, their condition was even worse.

It could be said everyone was severely injured.

It wasn’t that they gave up the pursuit; they just couldn’t catch up.

Huang Shang was lifted in Wu Wei’s palm, with a massive yellow sphere floating by her side.

Mo Lin was sealed within the yellow sphere.

"Didn’t I still outsmart you?"

Huang Shang looked at the sealed Mo Lin and snorted coldly.

All her previous moves were mere setups; only this final sealing skill was her trump card.

She knew Mo Lin’s fate; as long as he let down his guard, she could easily seal him.

"Mother, how should we handle Mo Lin?" Wu Wei asked Huang Shang.

Wu Wei was born in the Yellow Springs Realm, created by Huang Shang, so he called her mother.

"Refine him into pills," Huang Shang replied slowly.

As they spoke, they had already returned to Taiyue Mountain.

Now, Taiyue Mountain was a channel connecting the Yellow Springs Realm to the human world.

Looking at the floating yellow seal sphere beside her, Huang Shang smiled with a hint of pride.

"First, imprison him."

Huang Shang ordered Wu Wei.

Subsequently, Wu Wei nodded and confined Mo Lin into the deepest part of the Yellow Springs Realm, the Yellow Springs Prison.

Only those who committed major sins in the Yellow Springs Realm would be imprisoned here.

Mo Lin looked up; the surroundings were dark with only faint light dripping from the cracks above.

The place was bone-chilling, with the stone floor emanating a cold feeling.

There were many compartments here, each containing something.

Maybe because Mo Lin was too weak, he was not confined inside a compartment.

The compartment only had a gap roughly the size of a fist.

Through the gap, Mo Lin saw the skeletal remains of a beast lying in one compartment.

Who knows what creature it was; it had been dead for a long time.

"A young lad has arrived."

A dull voice echoed, "As young as you are, without any cultivation, why have you been sent here?"

The dull voice carried confusion.

Everyone imprisoned here were immortals whom the Yellow Springs Realm master could not kill.

Clearly, Mo Lin was not qualified to be imprisoned here.

"Tricked by Huang Shang," Mo Lin replied slowly.

"Huang Shang? Wasn’t she killed during the Chaotic Realm battle?"

Maybe she used some special means to resurrect," the voice spoke again.

Although Mo Lin didn’t know who the other person was, hearing them speak seemed to bring a sense of age.

Mo Lin followed the voice to a compartment.

He peered inside through the gap.

Inside lay a skinny monkey.

This monkey had red pupils, lying in a corner; its fur was already rotten.

"Senior, why are you imprisoned here?" Mo Lin cautiously asked.

"During the Chaotic Realm battle, the Yellow Springs Ghost couldn’t kill me, so they sealed me here."

The monkey’s dull voice spoke again.

"That was a hundred years ago."

Now a thought emerged in Mo Lin’s mind: this monkey is not simple.

Living for so long over a hundred years, this monkey hadn’t died yet.

Indicating its formidable power.

"Senior, how can I rescue you?" Mo Lin politely asked the monkey.

Mo Lin felt if he wanted to leave, he could only seek the monkey’s help.

"I can’t get out; I’m dying, getting out is useless."

The yellow-haired monkey asked Mo Lin, "Who are you helping?"

The yellow-haired monkey suddenly stood up, then leaned against the door, staring at Mo Lin fiercely.

His eyes were bloodshot, mouth protruding with yellow teeth, opening his mouth released a stinky odor.

The rotten egg smell was overwhelming.

"Who are you helping?" Mo Lin looked at the yellow-haired monkey puzzled, not knowing what it meant.

"That means, how is the human world? Has it been overtaken?" The yellow-haired monkey asked again.

"Now it’s invaded by evil spirits and an Evil Buddha," Mo Lin thought for a moment and then answered the yellow-haired monkey.

"Where are those immortals in heaven?"

The yellow-haired monkey asked again, "Have they descended to the mortal world?"

"I’ve encountered a few Evil Gods once; that’s about it," Mo Lin replied slowly.

"Oh." The yellow-haired monkey nodded.

"Senior, do you have any way to assist me out?" Mo Lin asked the yellow-haired monkey.

The yellow-haired monkey shook his head, "Don’t think about it; once imprisoned here, there’s no way out."

After his words, the yellow-haired monkey returned to his position again.

Left bored, Mo Lin looked around.

There were roughly a dozen isolation rooms, the rest had died.

Only the old monkey hadn’t died.

There’s just one path here.

Mo Lin walked the path to its end.

At the end was a compartment.

The compartment door had a large hole, seemingly cleaved by a sword.

Inside lay a human skeleton.

This was the only human skeleton here.

Beside him was a rusty broken sword.

A line of words was written beside him.

I, Xu Xun, leave the Dao lineage, wish the descendants of mankind to acquire it, encourage themselves.

Xu Xun, known as True Monarch Xu, also called Celestial Master Xu.

Once famous for slaying dragons, he was a Dao Ancestor.

Seeing the inscriptions he left, Mo Lin felt a sense of warmth.

Only humans would leave their Dao lineage for future generations after death.

As if it were a tradition.

As for other species, they simply have no such thoughts.

True Monarch Xu was praised as a Sword Immortal, unlike Lv Dongbin, who cultivated his Sword Slash Heart Demon.

True Monarch Xu was about externally slaying evil.

Mo Lin knelt before True Monarch Xu’s remains, bowing heavily, then began to learn his Dao lineage.

This was the Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship.

A vast knowledge flooded deep into Mo Lin’s mind.

Mo Lin felt somewhat emotional; if he could leave here, he would definitely spread True Monarch Xu’s swordsmanship widely.

But unfortunately... Mo Lin still couldn’t leave this place.

Mo Lin had acquired powerful swordsmanship, but it was useless.

Additionally, Mo Lin was confined here, and all his cultivation was suppressed; he couldn’t employ any methods.

"Rumble!"

The distant door slowly opened.

A Yellow Springs Ghost walked in.

As Mo Lin saw this Yellow Springs Ghost, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Wu Wei, are you here to kill me?" Mo Lin coldly asked Wu Wei.

The next words from Wu Wei startled Mo Lin suddenly.

"Lord Mo Lin, please hurry and leave."

Wu Wei wasn’t here to kill Mo Lin; he was here to release him.