Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

Luo Shuilan took a deep breath, her eyes brimming with killing intent as she glared at Lin Mo, ”Boy, you truly deserve to die!”

”Ha!” Lin Mo chuckled coldly, indifferent, ”You seem to feel quite superior, don’t you? But even if you are a Junior Martial Emperor, you don’t have the right to speak to me like that.”

”Heh, I don’t have the right? That’s the biggest joke I’ve heard!”

”You’re pushing seventy or eighty and you’re just at the realm of a Junior Martial Emperor! Tell me, what right do you have?”

”In my eyes, you’re no different from trash.”

Yet Lin Mo’s voice was domineering, echoing as if it descended from the Nine Heavens.

So arrogant! Absolutely arrogant!

So conceited! Extremely conceited!

Damn, he really is a madman.

Everyone was stunned. Although Lin Mo had just instantly executed Liu Jie and Feng Yao, Luo Shuilan’s realm was completely different from theirs. Facing a master of such a realm, shouldn’t one bow their head first? Yet, Lin Mo… was still so rampantly unrestrained.

Suddenly, the whole scene fell silent.

At this time, nobody dared to utter another word, clearly seeing the terrifying, dreadful expression on Luo Shuilan’s face.

Indeed, that was the suppression emitted by a Peak of Transformation Realm powerhouse. For a moment, many felt as if they couldn’t breathe smoothly.

That kind of suppression made people feel an overwhelming sense of dread and the urge to prostrate themselves.

And the might bursting forth from Luo Shuilan, they could clearly feel, was definitely the overwhelming strength of a Junior Martial Emperor.

Yet, facing such a high-level master, apart from Lin Mo, no one could withstand the pressure emanating from Luo Shuilan.

”Trying to pressure me?” Lin Mo remained indifferent with disdain, ”What about being a Junior Martial Emperor? I will slaughter you as easily as slaughtering a dog!”

”Heh!”

The color of Luo Shuilan’s face turned to extreme coldness, ”Considering this is the first time I’ve encountered someone as rebellious as you, I’ll give you a chance. Kneel down, and I’ll leave your body intact!”

”Talking big even as death approaches?” Lin Mo returned with a cold and domineering voice.

Luo Shuilan’s complexion had completely darkened, ”You damned kid.”

Lin Mo was truly outrageous and overbearing.

Even when facing a master like Luo Shuilan, he showed no fear and even mocked him.

This guy, it seems, has a death wish.

The Martial Arts Masters watching the scene were all taken aback. This… this level of arrogance was what so many men and women dreamt of.

Everyone has their own frustrations in real life, more or less.

But Lin Mo, he truly knows no bounds in his arrogance!

Luo Shuilan’s eyes were sharp as knives, and the killing intent from her body seemed to suppress heaven and earth, ”Initially, I didn’t plan to kill you, for reaching this cultivation realm is indeed genius among geniuses. But now I assure you, you’re going to die miserably! Not a bone will be left behind!”

At that moment, Luo Shuilan’s eyes were fixed on Lin Mo with an absolutely boundless murderous intent.

If it were anyone else, they would’ve been so terrified by Luo Shuilan’s killing intent that their legs would buckle.

During their conversation, Luo Shuilan made her move, her entire being still as the wind, yet forceful as mountains and rivers.

At that instant, everyone felt an irresistible might.

It was a suppression that stemmed from sheer strength and a higher realm!

It was as if a Heavenly God had descended.

”Die!!”

With an explosive shout, Luo Shuilan casually directed at Lin Mo a palm that fell like the Flame Mountain itself.

In a split second, it seemed the whole world was crushed.

Her Flame Handprint engulfed the heavens and the earth; as it descended, it pierced through everything.

Witnessing this scene, countless people were terrified.

This single palm alone was enough to make the heavens and the earth tremble, a truly heart-stopping power.

Luo Shuilan’s whole body exuded a murderous aura, wildly intense, and with every raise of her hand, everything in its path was annihilated.

”Perish!”

Lin Mo’s expression was indifferent. At his single word, he reached out toward the void. In an instant, Luo Shuilan’s Handprint was as if condemned to destruction, disintegrating into dust.

Seeing this, Luo Shuilan’s eyes bulged in disbelief: ”How is this possible? You... you can’t be this strong!!”

”There’s nothing impossible about it; you’re nothing but an ant,” Lin Mo replied with the same indifference, his gaze emotionless, emanating only dominance. His dignity sent shockwaves through the skies, and all perceived Lin Mo’s overwhelming power.

”Is that so?”

Luo Shuilan snorted coldly, her gaze sharpening as murderous intent flooded the entire world. With a lift of her palm, the entire sky darkened with clouds as countless forces converged from the void.

The next second, a myriad of Thunder Powers encircled her, her presence growing terrifying.

”Nine Heavens Thunder, annihilate!”

With a single thought from Luo Shuilan, dreadful thunder clouds roared to life. She stood as though bathing in thunder and lightning, akin to a Thunder God, exuding a disdainful bearing. In a mere moment, the fearsome thunder clouds enveloped Lin Mo, and a barrage of devastating thunderbolts rained down on him like a landslide.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!!!

In an instant, everyone’s eyes were fixed on Lin Mo. They could feel the ultimate move unleashed by Luo Shuilan. Could Lin Mo withstand it?

At this moment, Lin Mo was engulfed in a myriad of Thunder Lights, yet he continued to walk forward unfazed, as if an invisible force was fending off the violent thunder.

The next second, Lin Mo raised his hand, calling forth the Xuanyuan Sword once more. A sharp sword intent filled the air, blossoming with Cold Light, plain but not simple, which made Luo Shuilan sneer with scorn. A mere sword thought to counter her thunderous stronghold was laughably foolish.

However, Lin Mo’s sword strike seemed unremarkable, like a casual thrust, but at the flash of the sword light, the thunderous stronghold shattered.

A flash of sword light, and the next second, a soft ’pft’ was heard as blood splattered. The crowd looked on, startled, only to see that Lin Mo’s longsword impaled Luo Shuilan between her eyebrows.

”You didn’t believe when I called you trash; killing you was as easy as lifting a finger!” Lin Mo spoke with indifferent eyes, withdrawing the Xuanyuan Longsword, as Luo Shuilan’s body fell lifelessly toward the ground, dying with her eyes wide open.

A sword strike, once again unadorned and simple as the one that slew Yi Zhiheng—was it not also such a sword strike that claimed a life?

The eyes of everyone widened in disbelief, feeling almost delusional, as if no matter how powerful a person was, it took only one sword strike; Yi Zhiheng was so, and so was Luo Shuilan.

A sword strike that seemed dull and commonplace, yet it killed imperceptibly, making hearts tremble.

(Some readers have mentioned the protagonist is too strong, indeed too invincible. With only about 700,000 characters into the story, the protagonist is nearly dominating Earth. Tonight, there are only two updates, which is my fault. Perhaps the protagonist is really too strong, and it’s become somewhat exhausting to write later on. I’ll try to change it up a bit. I won’t bother explaining the recent instability in updates; I must prove myself through actions. You may criticize me, and I accept it, for it is indeed my fault.)