Chapter 787 - 785: Luo Xiaoxiao’s Strength

Chapter 787: Chapter 785: Luo Xiaoxiao’s Strength

"Live sacrifice?"

Yun Xue’xue, who was beside him, held her chin with her fair hand and murmured, "Could it be done this way?"

"This is an ancient method of live sacrifice, and not many people know how to do it anymore," Luo Xiaoxiao replied truthfully.

"It’s quite a novel tactic," Yun Xue’xue said at an unhurried pace.

This was truly an elaborate scheme, using cannibal cultivation as bait, turning those who practiced it into sacrificial offerings.

Night fell.

The night shrouded the entire sky.

Mo Lin and others spent the night in this village, planning to set off the next day.

The sleeping environment was terrible.

Mo Lin sat by the door, resting against the wall.

Mo Lin stayed at the door primarily to worry about a sneak attack.

At around two in the morning, a scream was heard from inside, and Mo Lin instantly woke up, entering the room.

"Ah..."

Luo Xiaoxiao exclaimed and sat up.

Her forehead was covered in sweat, and her clothes and hair were drenched.

Yun Xue’xue was sharing a room with Luo Xiaoxiao.

Luo Xiaoxiao’s scream surprised her.

"What happened?" Yun Xue’xue looked around, confirming there was no enemy here.

Only the auras of the three of them were present.

"I had a dream," Luo Xiaoxiao said, panting heavily.

"A nightmare?"

Yun Xue’xue teased, "A nightmare scared you like this?"

"I dreamt that the East District was dead silent, and there were no living people left on that land," Luo Xiaoxiao slowly said.

Yun Xue’xue asked suspiciously, "No living people? Then where did the people in the East District go?

Did they all die? Or did they leave the East District?"

"I don’t know."

Luo Xiaoxiao never dreams.

This nightmare was a bad omen.

"Mo Lin, after we destroy the Evil Buddha and Evil Spirit, let’s leave the East District," Luo Xiaoxiao said to Mo Lin slowly.

No sooner had she finished speaking than Yun Xue’xue chimed in.

"I also think we should resolve all troublesome matters quickly and then leave."

Yun Xue’xue spoke with a serious tone, and that sense of ease disappeared instantly.

Yun Xue’xue placed her hand on Mo Lin’s shoulder and said, "I hope we can all leave the East District alive."

"After destroying the Evil Buddha and Evil Spirit, I will leave," Mo Lin replied slowly.

Since there was nothing else, Mo Lin left the room to guard the entrance.

The next day.

Mo Lin and the others hit the road again towards West Mountain.

There were still several kilometers to go before reaching West Mountain.

Mo Lin looked up and saw at the top of West Mountain’s sky, there was a pitch-black tumor-like object.

The distance was too far to see the specific details clearly.

You could see that tumor pulsing like a heart, surrounded by Buddha’s Radiance.

There was a main road leading to West Mountain from here.

The main road was crowded with people standing as densely as zombies.

Some people had twisted bodies, others were particularly obese, and some had deformed left arms.

Some even had four arms.

The aura of these people was identical to the aura of the black-robed woman Mo Lin had encountered before.

"Could these all be the ones who embarked on cannibal cultivation and suffered backlash?" Yun Xue’xue mocked.

Mo Lin restrained his smile; the crowd seemed endless before him.

A thought even emerged in Mo Lin’s mind.

In the East District, all those who practiced cannibal cultivation and condensed Immortal Qi were gathered here.

They stood there like zombies, their gazes vacant.

Some even fought with the people beside them.

"Mo Lin, leave."

A familiar voice came.

Following the direction of the voice, the speaker was Longka, the Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy, whom Mo Lin had met earlier at the North Sea Gate.

He knew Mo Lin was coming to West Mountain and waited here in advance.

"I’m curious, why are you protecting the Evil Buddha?" Mo Lin asked Longka in confusion.

"Because of a cooperative relationship," Longka straightforwardly replied to Mo Lin.

He did not conceal anything.

They protected the Evil Buddha because they had a cooperative relationship with him.

They needed to use the hand of the Evil Buddha to summon the opportunity for immortality.

Now, all the forces that came to the East District, whether the Postnatal Race or the Six-Eared Race, everyone came for the opportunity for immortality.

For this opportunity, not to mention cooperating with the Evil Buddha, even killing everyone in the East District was non-problematic.

Longka pointed at the people ahead and said slowly, "Here, each person possesses pure Immortal Qi.

Consider carefully before acting."

Ahead, there were at least tens of thousands of people here.

Not every practitioner of cannibal cultivation achieves Immortal Qi.

Longka gathered everyone who had condensed Immortal Qi here.

Numbering at least tens of thousands.

Longka’s idea was simple.

This group of people had already been sacrificed in the ritual, draining their last bit of value.

Using them against Mo Lin.

Even if twenty thousand people couldn’t kill Mo Lin, they could exhaust two-thirds of Mo Lin’s strength.

Before Mo Lin could speak, Yun Xue’xue had already acted.

"Too much talk."

Centered on Yun Xue’xue, snowflakes floated in the sky.

She raised her hand, and several ice blades appeared, descending upon the crowd ahead.

"Today, I will destroy the Evil Buddha no matter what.

Whoever blocks me, I will kill them."

Mo Lin snorted coldly.

Years of grudges must end today.

With that, Mo Lin no longer hesitated and began his attack.

Nether Qi appeared on Mo Lin, condensing into a ghostly black official robe, worn on Mo Lin.

The Cyan Cloud Sword was gripped in Mo Lin’s hand.

Mo Lin directly charged at the people blocking the road ahead.

Hundreds of pure Immortal Qi rushed toward Mo Lin.

Mo Lin wielded the Cyan Cloud Sword to block.

"Boom!"

The blade of the Cyan Cloud Sword vibrated violently, and Mo Lin almost failed to withstand the onslaught of the pure Immortal Qi.

Then thousands of pure Immortal Qi fell like meteors on Mo Lin.

There were no fancy techniques, no Immortal Techniques.

Just a pure display of power.

Each strand of pure Immortal Qi possessed terrifying power.

Mo Lin raised his hand, and Nether Qi condensed into a pitch-black long sword, slashing forward.

Nether Qi collided with thousands of pure Immortal Qi ahead.

Mo Lin blocked another onslaught from this group.

Despite being at the Netherlord Realm, Mo Lin could not withstand the sheer number of opponents.

Hundreds of pure Immortal Qi were already tough to handle.

Thousands of Immortal Qi placed immense pressure on Mo Lin.

Mo Lin had other means, but if he used them here.

What could he do once at West Mountain?

As Mo Lin hesitated, Luo Xiaoxiao slowly stepped forward.

Luo Xiaoxiao held the Divine Lamp in both hands.

She gently blew at the Divine Lamp.

"Whoosh..."

The Divine Lamp was instantly ignited.

The light of the Treasure Lotus Lamp enveloped the entire sky.

In the distance, Longka frowned upon seeing the light.

"Treasure Lotus Lamp? Isn’t that a legendary treasure?

How did it end up in the hands of a woman?"

If it were something else, he wouldn’t be so surprised.

But Luo Xiaoxiao wielded the Treasure Lotus Lamp.

The Treasure Lotus Lamp possessed infinite power and had the ability to purify.

"Stop!" Longka got anxious, raising his right hand, a white banner appeared in his hand.

Longka swung the white banner in his hand.

A transparent hand reached towards Luo Xiaoxiao.

At this moment, Mo Lin acted.

Mo Lin raised his hand, and Nether Qi surged out, blocking Longka’s attack.

The moment these dehumanized people touched the light of the Treasure Lotus Lamp, they fell to the ground, turning into a pile of dust.

The pure Immortal Qi in the air disappeared instantly.

Like cutting chives, those touched by the light of the Treasure Lotus Lamp immediately turned into a pile of dust.