Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 515 - 513: Bloodlust Unleashed

Just as Mo Lin had predicted.

When Mo Lin saw Feng Mingyu, Jiang Yun had already hinted at Mo Lin.

Feng Mingyu and the others, like Jiang Yun, had fallen into a trap.

The so-called capturing of Evil Spirits doesn’t exist at all.

In fact, the moment they arrived, they were already ensnared.

"You’ve done well, here are your rewards, these Dirt Pills are yours." A masked man took out a black bag and tossed it to the man in black.

The man in black took the black bag and showed a grateful expression, "Thank you, sir."

Then this group of people promptly retreated, leaving a space.

At this moment, even a fool would know something was wrong.

"Who are you?" Qian Youyou coldly questioned.

"We are people from the Burial Immortal Organization." The masked man slowly replied.

Upon hearing the term Burial Immortal Organization, Qian Youyou’s expression immediately became serious.

Lately, this Burial Immortal Organization had been very active, capturing many Immortal Cultivators.

Even Qian Youyou had heard of its reputation.

Qian Youyou wasted no words, directly striking, using Immortal Techniques, Immortal Qi enveloping her.

Then she lashed out at the three in front.

A masked man drew an iron chain, holding it in front of him, as the other two simultaneously extended the chain.

The chains held by the three men became intertwined, trapping Qian Youyou and the others within.

The next moment, an unexpected event occurred, all of Qian Youyou’s Immortal Qi vanished completely.

At this moment, Qian Youyou finally understood why so many Immortal Cultivators were captured.

This group’s methods naturally counter the Immortal Cultivators.

"Bang!"

Giving Qian Youyou no time to react, a shadow rushed forward, solidly kicking her in the chest.

Qian Youyou’s body flew backward, crashing hard onto the ground.

With her Immortal Technique sealed, Qian Youyou couldn’t use any of her skills.

Feng Mingyu brought his middle and index fingers together, and a Talisman appeared in front of him.

The terrifying Power of Thunder immediately erupted, lightning coiling around Feng Mingyu.

Feng Mingyu unleashed the Power of Thunder, charging at the masked man in front.

The masked man remained calm, raising his right hand, a bloody aura appeared, forming threads that rushed towards Feng Mingyu.

This seemed to be some kind of Daoist Skill.

The bloody threads collided with the thunder and exploded.

The masked man was pushed back by the shock.

Feng Mingyu slightly gained the upper hand.

Just at this moment, the other two men in black also took action.

Blood-colored armor-like things emerged on their bodies, charging at Feng Mingyu.

Facing multiple attackers, Feng Mingyu struggled despite being strong, unable to withstand the triple assault.

Just then, a pitch-black flame surged, forcing the three men back.

Mo Lin acted.

Qian Youyou saw this, biting her lips in frustration.

She realized Mo Lin had purposely refrained from helping her earlier.

The pitch-black flame blocked Feng Mingyu from the three masked men, who dared not advance.

To deal with Divine Fire, at least Immortal Techniques are required.

Without Immortal Techniques, they couldn’t handle Divine Fire.

Every skill has its own laws.

Daoist Skill cannot defeat Divine Fire.

Immortal Cultivators are on par with Divine Fire; who prevails depends on the caster.

Though these three had tools to counter Immortal Cultivators, they had nothing to counter Divine Fire.

Facing Mo Lin, they had no power to fight back.

The three masked men retreated among the crowd, preparing to escape.

There were about a hundred people in front, all accomplices, quickly clustering to block the view, aiding the masked men’s escape.

"Hey...don’t let them escape." Qian Youyou urgently shouted at Mo Lin.

"These people are blocking the way, there’s nothing I can do." Mo Lin said slowly, waving his hand.

"But we can’t let them escape." Qian Youyou looked anxious.

"A hundred people are blocking the way!" Mo Lin repeated.

This scene perfectly mirrored Mo Lin’s situation in Xuyan City against Jin Canrong a few days before.

At that time, Mo Lin chose to kill.

Qian Youyou was nearly captured, surely unwilling to let the three escape.

"Hey...all of you move!" Qian Youyou shouted.

The hundred people, expressionless, just stood there blocking the way, with no intention of leaving.

Acting like they couldn’t hear Qian Youyou’s shouts.

Then Qian Youyou looked at Mo Lin.

"Why are you looking at me?" Mo Lin said slowly: "They’re just ordinary people, I can’t do anything.

I’m afraid someone might say I indiscriminately kill innocents."

As he said this, Mo Lin simply gave up, slumping to the ground in a sitting position.

"You you you...I I I I..." Qian Youyou, no fool.

At once she knew Mo Lin was disgusted with her.

She also understood, with people blocking the way, unless something was done, the three masked men would escape.

"Splurch!"

Blood splattered; Qian Youyou didn’t know from where she produced a long sword, instantly slicing a man in two at the waist.

At this moment, there was no trace of pity on her face.

She repeated the action again, killing another person.

"Sorry, I was too foolish that day."

Qian Youyou repeated the slashing action, killing anyone in her path.

At this moment, regardless of whether someone was an ordinary person.

"Mo Lin, sorry, I was too naive, some people simply deserve death."

Like awakening her senses, she suddenly understood.

While killing, Qian Youyou muttered.

"This really taught me a lesson."

Qian Youyou rebuked: "A group of vicious beasts.

We came to help you catch Evil Spirits, and you dared to harm us.

Despicable.. all deserve death."

Qian Youyou stabbed or slashed with her long sword.

Blood soaked her clothes.

As if it were raining.

With each swing of her sword, blood droplets fell.

Qian Youyou didn’t even blink.

Her mind was focused only on her memory of the day in Xuyan City, when she reprimanded Mo Lin.

"Sorry...really sorry... I was really foolish, I shouldn’t have insulted you.

Some people just deserve death."

Qian Youyou spoke softly, but Mo Lin heard her clearly.

After all, Qian Youyou was speaking to Mo Lin.

At this moment, all her resentment towards Mo Lin vanished.

She even thought Mo Lin was great.

Don’t judge others without experiencing their hardships.

How true this saying was.

What nonsense about not killing innocents.

Such nonsense, at this moment, was utterly useless.

Only violence could resolve this incident.

Anyone blocking the way, kill them.

The surrounding survivors huddled in corners, terrified.

Blood flowed on the ground.

Qian Youyou’s right arm, face, all covered in blood.

The obstructed road instantly became unblocked.

No one dared to block the way.

"Come on... didn’t you like blocking the way?"

Qian Youyou, in a frenzy, roared: "Who dares block the way?"

"Glaring at me?" Qian Youyou swung her sword to kill the person glancing at her.

Feng Mingyu swallowed hard; it was his first time seeing Qian Youyou so frenzied.

"Splurch!"

Qian Youyou stabbed another person with her sword.

"Dare to harm me?

You all deserve death."

Blood splattered into her eyes, she didn’t blink at all.