Chapter 821 - 819: The Third Power

Chapter 821: Chapter 819: The Third Power

Originally, Mo Lin only had one strand of Divinity, and earlier in the Dark Cloud Sea he obtained a second strand of Divinity.

The power of a single strand of the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Profound Dao’s Divinity wasn’t very formidable, but the power of two strands of the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Profound Dao’s Divinity stacked together.

Qian the Third’s Lifebound Ghost Technique was blocked by Mo Lin using the two strands of the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Profound Dao’s Divinity.

Qian the Third frowned tightly and retreated backward, raising his right hand.

The Ghost-Suppressing Tower suddenly shuddered.

Qian the Third urged the power of the Ghost-Suppressing Tower.

Rays of golden light surfaced around the Ghost-Suppressing Tower.

The golden light, like threads, shot toward Mo Lin.

The two strands of the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Profound Dao’s Divinity appeared on Mo Lin’s body.

They condensed on Mo Lin’s body into a barrier.

"Bang!"

The Ghost-Suppressing Tower’s assault was blocked by Mo Lin.

Inside Mo Lin’s body, the Ghost’s power was rapidly draining away.

Nvwa, who was in a fierce battle with Zhen Lingling, suddenly shuddered and retreated backward.

The fireball that had just formed in her hand suddenly went out.

Nvwa cast a sidelong glance at Mo Lin.

Mo Lin’s strength suddenly weakened, so Nvwa was unable to fully exert her own power.

Zhen Lingling had been in utter despair, but when he suddenly saw Nvwa grow weaker, a trace of smugness appeared on his despairing face.

"Weakened?"

Zhen Lingling’s lips curled in a very smug smile.

Zhen Lingling activated the inherited power of the True Martial Emperor.

Black and white auras coiled within her body, and in the next moment they swept forward like blades of light, slashing straight toward Nvwa.

Nvwa raised her hand, a cluster of flames appearing in her palm to block Zhen Lingling’s attack.

"Bang!"

Nvwa was shaken back, forced to retreat.

Though she wasn’t injured by this strike, it clearly revealed that she was about to be defeated.

At the same time, Mo Lin was being crushed by Qian the Third.

Qian the Third was simultaneously urging Nether Qi to deal with Mo Lin and using the power of the Ghost-Suppressing Tower to suppress Mo Lin.

Mo Lin’s current strength was something he could only recover by relying on Ghosts.

As time passed, the Ghost power in Mo Lin’s body was also fading away.

This was what led Mo Lin into such a wretched situation.

.....

"Greetings, Patriarch."

Over a dozen elite clansmen of the Six-Eared Race had received Six-Eared Mingyue’s distress signal and rushed over to support.

They used the same teleportation Magic as Six-Eared Mingyue.

Because the Magic consumed too much, only a dozen or so had come.

"Did you bring the goods?" Six-Eared Mingyue asked Liuer Mingxi.

"The Dharma Aspect formation, it’s here."

Liuer Mingxi answered Six-Eared Mingyue truthfully.

"Let’s go, save them."

Six-Eared Mingyue was preparing to go rescue people.

Just then, the Ghost-Suppressing Tower was suddenly shrouded in a wave of pitch-black light.

"Bang!"

The black light flashed past and then exploded.

The location of the Ghost-Suppressing Tower looked as if something had taken a bite out of it.

Half of the Ghost-Suppressing Tower was gone.

More accurately, it had been devoured.

Within a kilometer radius of the Ghost-Suppressing Tower’s center, everything ceased to exist.

The seven-story Ghost-Suppressing Tower now only had two stories left.

Such a treasure had been destroyed.

Mo Lin’s upper garments were currently torn to shreds.

He was gripping Zhen Lingling’s head with his right hand.

Zhen Lingling’s body was covered in blood, both legs dangling in midair.

Blood gushed from his mouth.

"What is this power?" Zhen Lingling asked Mo Lin unwillingly.

Just now, he hadn’t even had time to react.

He only felt a power that could annihilate everything suddenly erupt inside Mo Lin’s body.

By the time he barely managed to react, he was already covered in wounds.

The few people who had been together with Zhen Lingling earlier were all dead now.

They had been devoured by that black light just now, leaving not even corpses behind.

"This is the third power I obtained in the East District." Mo Lin didn’t hide anything and answered straightforwardly.

Back when Mo Lin left the East District, he had obtained this mysterious power.

The current East District was called the Forbidden Zone by Zhen Lingling and the others.

Zhen Lingling’s whole body was limp, and in Mo Lin’s hand he didn’t have the slightest ability to resist.

"I still can’t figure it out to this day—why did you betray me?" Mo Lin asked Zhen Lingling.

"I am the True Martial Emperor’s incarnated body, I was never on the same side as you..." Zhen Lingling’s words hadn’t yet finished.

"Splat!"

Blood sprayed through the air.

Mo Lin impatiently raised his hand and sliced off Zhen Lingling’s head with a single stroke of his sword.

Mo Lin wasn’t even willing to listen to Zhen Lingling’s nonsense.

Qian the Third was currently lying on the ground, his body soaked in blood.

"Isn’t that... the Immortality Opportunity?

Why is it on you?"

Qian the Third’s pupils shrank bit by bit, his face filled with shock.

Perhaps because his emotions were too agitated, blood once again spewed from Qian the Third’s mouth.

"Immortality Opportunity?" Mo Lin frowned slightly.

This power was something he had obtained when he woke up in the East District, given to him by that woman in the East District.

Mo Lin was also currently studying this power.

Qian the Third had probably misunderstood.

This power was not the Immortality Opportunity.

When they had fought over the Immortality Opportunity back then, Mo Lin had been present.

He didn’t know who had finally taken that Opportunity.

In any case, that Opportunity hadn’t ended up in Mo Lin’s hands.

Mo Lin walked up to Qian the Third and looked down at him coldly.

"Go die."

As the words fell, Mo Lin waved his hand, and the Purple and Blue Treasure Sword slashed straight out, slicing across Qian the Third’s neck.

Qian the Third died on the spot.

At the same time, Nvwa slowly walked forward; she grabbed Zhen Lingling’s body and began to feast.

This was the True Martial Emperor’s incarnated body.

It contained extremely dense power.

Nvwa naturally wouldn’t pass up such a good thing.

Six-Eared Mingyue, Liuer Mingxi, and the other members of the Six-Eared Race.

Standing in the distance, their eyes were about to pop out, mouths slightly open, the word "shock" written all over their faces.

Looking at Qian the Third’s corpse on the ground.

Their hearts surged in waves of terror.

These two were no random nobodies.

One was the True Martial Emperor’s incarnated body.

The other was a Netherlord Realm expert who possessed the Ghost-Suppressing Tower.

"How did he do that?"

Six-Eared Mingyue exclaimed.

Mo Lin, just like her, had clearly already burned out his last drop of oil.

Six-Eared Mingyue had一直 been worried that Mo Lin would die at Qian the Third’s hands.

So how had Mo Lin killed Qian the Third?

Not only did he kill Qian the Third, even Zhen Lingling died at Mo Lin’s hands.

This strength was a little too terrifying, wasn’t it?

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, who could believe that this scene before them was real?

Liuer Mingxi couldn’t help swallowing.

In her eyes, Mo Lin was like a God of Killing.

Far too frightening.

Mo Lin’s body went limp and he sat on the ground.

He was gasping heavily for breath.

If he hadn’t used that third type of power just now, he might really have died.

Suddenly, a wave of exhaustion crashed over him.

A dense drowsiness surged up in his heart.

Mo Lin felt his eyelids grow very heavy; he couldn’t keep them open.

In the next moment, Mo Lin’s body collapsed to the ground, no longer obeying his commands.

He fell into a coma.

....

"No, I refuse."

"We should at least tell Lord Mo Lin; after all, this matter concerns Lord Mo Lin."

"No, Lord Mo Lin’s body is weak and can’t withstand any more strain. I don’t recommend letting Lord Mo Lin go over."

Mo Lin was jolted awake by a burst of noisy arguing.

Mo Lin opened his eyes and heard Six-Eared Mingyue quarreling with several people outside the door.

During their argument, they kept mentioning Mo Lin.

It seemed this matter had something to do with Mo Lin.

"No matter what, we should at least let Lord Mo Lin know about this."

"That’s right, I also suggest letting Lord Mo Lin be clear on this matter."