After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 569 A Disheveled Appearance
Wan Fuli stared intently at Mo Lin, wishing Mo Lin would die sooner.

Once Mo Lin dies, Huang Qi will have no other choice but to choose him as her spouse.

As long as he could become Huang Qi Xianren's husband, he would find another path for himself.

Mo Lin took a deep breath, and then ghostly energy emerged from his body.

A powerful force was released from Mo Lin's body, forming a ghost city behind him.

Hu Qi snorted coldly and suddenly swung his hand down in Mo Lin's direction.

A beam of colorful light fell directly in front of them.

He shattered Mo Lin's ghostly aura with a single move.

Then Hu Qi rushed towards Mo Lin, raising his right hand and gathering immortal energy.

The immortal energy condensed into a huge sphere and slammed down on Mo Lin.

Black threads appeared behind Mo Lin, these threads were formed from ghostly energy.

Merlin was controlled by some force, like a puppet on a string.

Molin's movements swayed with the silk threads.

Mo Lin slowly opened his mouth, and a surge of ghostly energy poured out like a tidal wave.

This ghostly aura is completely different from the previous ghostly aura; it is much more vibrant.

Mo Lin was now completely shrouded in darkness.

"A ghost spirit? This guy is a true descendant of the Ye Dou lineage." Hu Qi commented slowly as he saw Mo Lin's body covered in ghostly energy.

It involves both the Five Internal Organs Hiding Ghosts Technique and the Ghost Spirit Body.

Any one of these methods is astonishing.

Hu Qi was secretly relieved that Mo Lin had not fully matured.

Otherwise, with these two methods, even an immortal would be unable to defeat Mo Lin.

At this moment, Hu Qi had murderous intent.

This was the first time he had ever felt murderous intent towards someone.

Hu Qi immediately understood why Huang Qi had chosen Mo Lin as his spouse.

If it were him, he would also choose Molin as his spouse.

A spouse is extremely important to the Twelve Immortals.

Hu Qi waved his hand, and at the same time, the other three of Hu Qi's clones also made their move.

Mo Lin's figure was covered by black ghostly energy as he attacked Hu Qi's clone.

Mo Lin currently has no control over his body; only his consciousness is clear.

Unfortunately, Mo Lin's ghostly form was not yet fully developed, and he could not exert much power.

In short, it boils down to this: Mo Lin is too weak to unleash the full power of the ghost spirit.

Mo Lin was holding a long sword condensed with ghostly energy and was using ghostly techniques.

The dark figure shrouded in ink resembled a man with a long stubble and glaring eyes.

Although the shadowy figure had no face, it resembled a ghost or deity, the Taoist master Zhong Kui.

He swung his long sword, showing no weakness against Hu Qi's three clones.

The next moment, the shadow on Mo Lin changed again, this time becoming a human head and a snake body, using ghostly magic to resist Hu Qi.

Unfortunately, Mo Lin was ultimately too weak.

Unable to unleash the power of the ghost spirit, he was ultimately no match for Hu Qi.

Hu Qi waved his hand, and a radiant glow descended upon him, instantly dispersing the ghostly aura emanating from Mo Lin.

The next moment, Mo Lin's body fell to the ground, spitting out blood.

The surrounding ghostly energy returned to Mo Lin's body through his mouth.

It was a mess.
Mo Lin finally understood that it was truly remarkable that Qiu Yunshang was able to leave this place alive.

Molin's limbs felt incredibly heavy, and he couldn't muster any strength.

Mo Lin gave a wry smile.

This was truly the most embarrassing moment for him.

A beautiful face slowly appeared in the sky.

A flawless face appeared in the sky.

"Be my husband, and I will save you."

Huang Qi extended an olive branch to Mo Lin.

Clearly, she was aware of the plan for the Ten Thousand Buddhas Ceremony.

Moreover, she was aware of Huqi's massacre of Molin.

Huang Qi had been waiting for this moment. She knew perfectly well that only at this moment could she force Mo Lin to submit. "I refuse," Mo Lin slowly uttered three words.

The moment Huang Qi heard those words, he was furious.

"Aren't you afraid of dying?"
Only I can save you, don't you understand?

"I don't like being threatened."

Mo Lin said slowly, "Besides, I also have friends."

Someone can save me.

"Are you out of your mind? Who can take you out without the permission of us Twelve Immortals?" Huang Qi scolded.

The next moment, Mo Lin crushed a talisman.

This talisman was given to Mo Lin by Feng Ge before he entered Immortal Island.

Feng Ge had told Mo Lin that as long as he crushed the talisman, he would be able to take Mo Lin away from Immortal Island.

The moment Mo Lin crushed the talisman, a golden light appeared out of thin air.

The next instant, Feng Ge appeared beside Mo Lin.

This scene shocked Huang Qi.

She never imagined that anyone would possess such supernatural powers.

At that moment, hundreds of thoughts flashed through her mind.

"Kill him quickly!" Wan Fuli shouted anxiously, pointing at Mo Lin.

They were afraid that Mo Lin would run away.

Feng Ge quickly scanned the surroundings, grabbed Mo Lin's wrist, gritted his teeth, and then a golden light appeared, enveloping him and Mo Lin. The next moment, the light disappeared with Mo Lin.

Hu Qi wasn't unwilling to act; he simply didn't have the time.

He just watched as Mo Lin left right under his nose.

Hu Qi glanced coldly at Wan Fo Li.

The Wanfo Li was so frightened that he immediately swallowed the words he was about to say.

Hu Qi then turned and left.

A crack appeared in the sky, and then Huang Qi's graceful figure slowly stepped out of the crack.

She stared blankly in the direction where Mo Lin had disappeared, muttering to herself.

"Gone? Am I that worthless? Why won't you be my husband?"

Although Mo Lin did not die, at least he left Fairy Island.

Wanfoli knew that his opportunity had come.

"Immortal Huang Qi, Mo Lin is gone. You should choose me as your husband," Wan Fuli said slowly to Huang Qi.
Huang Qi looked at the bald man in front of her and felt uncomfortable no matter how she looked at him.

Although she didn't have any particular requirements for her husband's aesthetic sense, after seeing Mo Lin, she felt that Wan Fuli's bald head was not so pleasing to the eye.

Seeing that Huang Qi was still hesitating, Wan Fuli said again, "You only have two years to choose a husband. If you do not choose a husband soon and miss the time, you will die and disappear."

Wanfoli clearly knew a lot about Fairy Island.

He knew that those who entered this place and gained immortality could not leave the Fairy Island.

They also knew that the Twelve Immortals were the most powerful people on the island.

The so-called "seeking immortality" refers to becoming the spouse of one of the Twelve Immortals.

Becoming a spouse has both disadvantages and advantages.

The advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

"Are you threatening me?" Huang Qi stared coldly at Wan Fuli.

At that moment, the hair on Wanfoli's body stood on end.

The next moment, his body flew dozens of meters away and slammed hard onto the ground, spitting out blood.

Wan Fuli watched Huang Qi's departing figure with great resentment.

Feng Ge carried Mo Lin, his body covered in blood, and brought him back to Tianxin Prison.

When Feng Gemolin returned to Tianxinjian, it was already evening.

Mo Lin was covered in blood and was carried into the house.

It wasn't that he didn't want to take Mo Lin to Beihai.

The journey to Beihai is too far, and we were worried that something might happen along the way, so we brought Molin to Tianxinjian first to have his wounds bandaged before heading to Beihai.

Qiu Yunshang frowned as she looked at Mo Lin, who was covered in blood.

This scene is all too familiar.

She returned to the Heavenly Heart Prison in just the same sorry state.

(End of this chapter)