Chapter Ninety-Eight: Into the Stygian Sea

The candle had been extinguished, and the only flame that could spark a different color in the green light that filled the cavern was gone.

The candle tears are gone, and a ghost is gone.

"Cut, waste wood is waste wood, and I expect you to bring back any useful news, it seems that I really think too much. ”

Dressed in white, with black hair like silk, her voice is so cold that it seems to have a chill, but the words she says in such a voice are very inconsistent with her image.

It's just that compared to her subsequent actions, her words are really nothing.

"Phew!"

The woman in white kicked Uncle Ma's body fiercely, it was hard to imagine how much strength she had, this seemingly understatement kicked Uncle Ma's body directly into the sea of ghosts, and the sound of it landing could not be heard for a long time.

"If you occupy a position and don't do anything, it's really an eyesore!"

Wantonly degrading the deceased to worthless, the woman dusted off the dust on her body that she didn't know existed.

Then she sat down cross-legged in the place where Uncle Ma had been lying before, the only eye that appeared under the mask was full of frost.

"Please come up!"

She pulled out a piece of yellow talisman paper from her bosom and placed it directly on the mask, completely covering the only eye that was exposed.

This is by no means an orthodox Taoist technique, and compared to Uncle Ma's 'mutilated version of the soul', the spell she is using at the moment is even more evil.

After all, Uncle Ma is just 'joking' with his own soul, and this woman is already 'playing' with Master Zu's ghost.

Isn't it true that you are not afraid of being damned for doing this kind of thing?

Judging from the lady's attitude towards Uncle Ma's body just now, she is probably not afraid.

If the naΓ―ve 'impartial law is enforced', then at least more than one-tenth of the world's population will be cut.

Thankfully it didn't.

I don't know if the simple sentence "Please ask the ancestor to come up" is a spell, the yellow rune paper began to emit a faint light, and one by one characters floated out of this rune paper that emitted a millilight out of nothing.

Each of these characters seems to have been cut from a bamboo slip handed down from ancient times, and every word seems so archaic.

They floated around the rune paper, colliding with each other, gradually arranging from the clumsy and monotonous words at the beginning into sentences and passages that were difficult to understand.

They eventually covered the woman's entire mask, and used the mask as a springboard to spread all the way to her white dress.

Soon, the woman's whole body was stained with black, black hair, clothes and masks covered with black letters, and she looked a little hideous.

After achieving this effect, the rune paper turned into ashes out of thin air, and the woman lifted her cross-seated position and stood up.

The aura on her body had become completely different.

If she was a piece of ice before, then now she is the cold breath of the Far North that freezes everything.

"Get out of the way. ”

She spoke, facing the entire sea of ghosts, in a hair-barring voice.

This sound even the ghosts had to retreat, as if even the ghosts, who were able to condense their bodies because they were filled with yin energy, could not compare to this sentence of 'giving way' in terms of coldness.

It's like Moses dividing the sea, and this woman covered in runes used this phrase 'give way' to separate a path in the sea of ghosts.

A path that leads directly to the center of the Soul Sea.

She took steps, small steps after small steps, walking extremely slowly, leaving a dark footprint on the ground with each step.

Parting the Sea of Spirits was no easy task, and it was impossible to do it at such an end in her current state without paying a great price.

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"Whew!"

Sitting up among the barren mountains and trees, Mo Ye found himself back in the place where he had woken up in the morning.

Nothing around him had changed, as if no one else had ever appeared.

"Necklace. ”

Touching his neck with his hand, the necklace was gone, only a bare chain was still tied around Mo Ye's neck.

The realm of heaven has been destroyed, so the necklace representing the pass to the realm of heaven has no reason to exist.

"It's over, my phone ......"

Everything that Mo Xie had stored in the necklace space was lost with the collapse of the Heavenly Realm, but thankfully, he found the 'Fire Lin Sword' in his hand.

"Old man, you are now my most valuable possession. ”

Mo Ye shrugged

Holding the sword and standing up, Mo Ye felt that his state was okay at this time.

"Kenichi!"

Dusk drew his sword and used the starting form of the "Holy Spirit Sword Technique" against an innocent tree, and a dark blue sword qi extended from the Huolin Sword, slashing the big tree in half in the air.

This was the sword qi that had been replaced by the Lone Lantern Dao man, Mo Xie felt that this sword qi was very peaceful and neutral, and with his thoughts, he could make them flow to any position.

Moreover, this sword qi did not mean to 'ask Mo Ye for food'.

"Everything is finally normal......

With a light sigh, Mo Xie tied the Huolin Sword behind him and raised his head slightly, the sunlight shining through the gaps in the leaves was extraordinarily bright.

He picked a random direction and took a step, and the broken sunlight shone on his body, as if he had knitted a floral coat for him.

"Holy Scriptures, check the current status. ”

Without using telekinesis to lift into the air, Mo Xie felt that walking like this would be very beneficial to him now.

He needed to get used to the absence of Lin Ming and the existence of that dark sword qi, and similarly, he felt that the new sword qi in his body also needed to adapt to the environment.

After all, the meridians in this body had been transformed by the 'Hell Sword' before, and even the restoration of the Holy Book could not reverse those changes.

Regarding this, Mo Ye is not clear why.

Maybe it's just that he doesn't have enough points......

He never had enough points.

"The current arrears are 2000 points, and the query function is temporarily closed. ”

The voice of the Holy Book was languid, like a profiteer yawning and refusing to do business with a poor ghost.

Oh, it's wrong, it's a profiteer who sees money.

So, if you want it to do things, you still have to have some blood.

"I owe twenty more, inquiry. ”

Mo Ye really wasn't worried about whether he could pay back the points he earned in the next mission world at this time, how could he say that?

Oh, there will be bread, there will be milk, as long as you are healthy and honest......

Please ignore the second half of the sentence.

Without Lin Ming and the disobedient sword qi, Mo Ye, who got rid of the two 'burdens', was confident that he would get a bumper harvest in the next mission world.

"Two hundred. ”

The "Holy Scripture" replied coldly to Mo Ye, this profiteer's mistake has been committed again.

It is the nature of all profiteers to ask for sky-high prices.

"Deal. ”

Mo Xie, who was full of confidence in himself, agreed without thinking about it, which was called a refreshing one.

"Ahem. As if he didn't expect Mo Ye to be so refreshing, the Holy Book humanized and coughed like he had choked on drinking water.

"Well, if you really want to know......"