Chapter 865 - 856: It’s Actually Mo Lin_2

Chapter 865: Chapter 856: It’s Actually Mo Lin_2

Liuer Mingxi glanced at Qiao Xi and Li Mei, among others.

Before coming, everyone had agreed that Qiao Xi would take half of everything, and the rest would be divided among them.

This was also why Li Mei previously complained about Liuer Mingxi getting a free ride.

She thought that Liuer Mingxi was clear on the fact that the items would be split, so he didn’t want to bring a strong bodyguard along.

Not willing to exert effort, so she felt imbalanced in her heart.

"You put in the most effort, the items should rightfully belong to you."

Qiao Xi said slowly to Liuer Mingxi.

Although it was agreed beforehand that she would take half the benefits, flexibility was possible.

After all, without Mo Lin’s intervention just now, they would all be dead here.

Liuer Mingxi wasn’t pretentious, and he collected the Kasaya and Magic Staff from the ground.

He didn’t intend to keep these items for himself and planned to give them to Mo Lin after they left.

If Mo Lin didn’t need them, he would then take these items.

"Senior, could you take us to that temple for a look?"

Qiao Xi pointed at the temple ahead and said slowly to Mo Lin: "We don’t ask for any serendipity, just a bit of gains."

Leaving with nothing, who could do so willingly?

Since they came, who wouldn’t want some world-defying opportunity?

Mo Lin sensed a strange aura in the temple.

After thinking it over, Mo Lin said, "Let’s go in and have a look."

Since they had come, Mo Lin certainly didn’t want to leave so easily.

Mo Lin headed straight for the temple.

Liuer Mingxi and the others were quite far from Mo Lin at this moment; they did not blindly follow him.

They were unsure of the dangers inside the temple.

Following Mo Lin in rashly, if they encountered any danger, Mo Lin, with his Immortal power, could dodge in time.

But they surely couldn’t.

Mo Lin pushed open the dilapidated temple doors.

And walked into the temple.

A headless Buddha Statue sat at the center.

The Buddha had no head, only the body was left.

Bloody handprints appeared on the body.

It wasn’t clear how long these bloody prints had existed.

A gaunt old man knelt in front of the Buddha making a prayer gesture.

As if he were praying for blessings.

It seemed to sense someone had come.

A gentle breeze swept around.

The biting breeze cut across Mo Lin’s skin like knives.

Upon moving closer, Mo Lin discovered that the gaunt old man was a mummified corpse.

This old man’s head was also missing, just like the Buddha Statue.

The heart in the chest was gouged out.

Mo Lin’s eyes scanned the surroundings.

Immortal Coins were embedded in the walls.

For some reason, there were many Immortal Coins there.

Mo Lin fixated on the headless Buddha Statue.

A pitch-black mysterious aura was surging from the Buddha’s body.

Identical to the dangerous aura Mo Lin had sensed earlier.

Suddenly, a voice exploded in Mo Lin’s ears.

"Seize my Relic, sever my head."

The voice boomed like thunder.

Along with the emergence of this voice, the entire temple seemed to have an earthquake-like tremor.

The Buddha Statue suddenly moved.

The Buddha Statue slowly rose to its feet.

In that instant, Mo Lin could see clearly, where the Buddha Statue was previously standing, a glowing orb was emanating light.

The exact nature of the orb was unclear.

But a rich vitality radiated from the orb.

This must be the greatest opportunity within the ruins.

Outside the temple.

Qiao Xi, shaken by the shout, found his mouth filled with fresh blood.

Li Mei and Liuer Mingxi, among others, also spat blood from the shock at this moment.

Their conditions were no better than Qiao Xi’s.

The few gazed at the ruined temple from afar.

Inside the temple, the headless Buddha Statue slowly moved, swinging its palm towards Mo Lin.

A terrifying sense of oppression approached.

Mo Lin did not dare to be careless, immediately raising his hand, sending a golden longsword flying.

The Flying Sword drew an arc in the air before fiercely slashing at the golden Buddha Statue.

The golden Buddha Statue swung its arm, striking the golden longsword with its palm.

That strike blocked the golden longsword.

This Buddha’s body was lifeless, and Mo Lin could not find a way to defeat it temporarily.

The monk previously fighting Mo Lin was somewhat formidable, but by severing the head, victory was achieved.

Yet this headless Buddha Statue in front of him was merely a statue, without any flaws.

Mo Lin was contemplating how to overcome this foe.

Just at that moment, a splashing sound was heard from the distant lake surface.

Several figures emerged from the water and then climbed ashore.

"I just knew there’d be something good here."

A man dressed in dark cyan clothes pointed into the distance, shouting, "See that, immortal coins everywhere.

With these immortal coins, we’ll be rich."

"It’s indeed a relic site," another man chimed in.

Looking closely, there were three people in total.

"Why are there people here?" The man leading them, named Yu Qing, frowned slightly.

Similarly, Liuer Mingxi, Li Mei, and others noticed another group forcing their way in, looking just as grave.

The groups slowly converged.

The previously injured bodyguards also gathered, assuming a defensive stance.

At this moment, Mo Lin was locked in combat with the headless Buddha statue, unable to free his hands.

"Kill them," Yu Qing ordered decisively.

Fighting for profit inevitably leads to life and death struggles.

Yu Qing was the first to strike, releasing six pure strands of Immortal Qi from his body.

The other two followed suit, both possessing six strands of pure Immortal Qi like Yu Qing.

In terms of strength, they were far superior to Qiao Xi.

Qiao Xi and the others had bodyguards.

However, these bodyguards were seriously injured, greatly reducing their strength.

"Stall for time; wait for Mo Lin to finish off that headless Buddha statue and come save us," Qiao Xi instructed everyone.

She had a plan.

She immediately devised a strategy.

At this time, Mo Lin was fighting with the headless Buddha statue.

Mo Lin wielded the power of two strands of divinity from the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Profound Dao, slowly opening the vertical eye on his forehead, and a golden light enveloped the headless Buddha statue.

The headless Buddha statue was shaken back.

Mo Lin raised his hand, and a golden sword released a sword light towards the Buddha statue.

The sword light left a faint mark on the headless Buddha statue.

At this moment, the headless Buddha statue’s fist struck Mo Lin’s chest.

Mo Lin staggered back dozens of steps before stabilizing himself.

Meanwhile, Qiao Xi and the rest were being overpowered by the intruding group of Yu Qing and others.

They retreated, about less than a hundred meters away from Mo Lin.

"Is that guy your backup?"

Yu Qing, seeing Mo Lin in the distance, said coldly, "You plan to stall for time?

Waiting for that guy to free himself and save you?"

Their intention to stall for time was immediately seen through by Yu Qing.

"After killing you, we’ll finish him off."

As the words fell, six strands of pure Immortal Qi emerged behind Yu Qing, forming a beam of light that descended upon Liuer Mingxi and others.

A bodyguard rushed out to intercept the impending beam of light.

Unfortunately, he was already severely injured and couldn’t withstand this fierce attack.

"Bang!"

The power of the six strands of pure Immortal Qi struck the bodyguard.

The bodyguard immediately coughed up blood and fainted.

At this moment, Mo Lin shouted at Yu Qing, "Leave..."

Yu Qing completely disregarded Mo Lin’s words, instead issuing a threatening remark.

"Don’t be too arrogant. After we kill this group, we’ll take care of you."

Yu Qing was decisive in his thoughts.

In the battle for fortune, no one can be spared.

Mo Lin frowned slightly.

In the next instant, a dark aura erupted from Mo Lin’s body.

"Rumble..."

Nether Qi surged.

The entire relic was instantly enveloped by Nether Qi.

Qiao Xi exclaimed, "Netherlord Realm?

Wasn’t the Netherlord in the South District already dead?"

Li Mei’s pupils contracted sharply, exclaiming, "This guy is actually a ghost cultivator?

A Netherlord Realm ghost cultivator?"

Suddenly, he guessed Mo Lin’s identity.

"Could this person be the one who killed the elite disciple of Jingming Daoism?"

Wu Fan exclaimed, "Ghost cultivator, Netherlord Realm, this person is Mo Lin.

I know him, this person is Mo Lin."

The moment Mo Lin’s name was mentioned, his eyes filled with admiration.

If it were another name, perhaps Li Mei wouldn’t have known, but the name Mo Lin.

Lately, it had been very famous in the South District.

It was this person who wiped out the elite disciples of Jingming Daoism.

It was this person who killed the other Netherlord Realm expert in the South District.

"It’s actually him." Li Mei’s expression shifted from shock to admiration.

She had initially thought Liuer Mingxi brought just an ordinary person along.

Unexpectedly, Liuer Mingxi was so capable, bringing such an impressive expert.