Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

Lin Mo’s expression was indifferent, holding his longsword and calmly observing the situation.

”Nan Qianjing, if you don’t want to die today, you’d better use your trump card immediately,” Qian Xiong’s voice still carried an urgency.

Given Lin Mo’s power, it was only a matter of time before he destroyed the Tree Realm.

”Summoning!”

Nan Qianjing formed hand seals and suddenly leapt into the sky, and at that moment, the dark clouds overhead slowly dispersed, revealing a crescent moon. The most eerie aspect was that this crescent moon was dyed a blood-red color, as if soaked in fresh blood.

As the clouds scattered, the blood-red crescent gradually became a full moon, sinister and red, hanging in the sky. An extremely ominous presence spread throughout the entire village.

Zi Ji and Xiao Zhu’s eyes widened in shock, with their pretty faces revealing a color of horror.

Yingzi, who had seen much more alongside Lin Mo, was surprised but not overly so.

As for the spectators atop the mountain, seeing the blood moon appear brought shock and awe to their faces. In Han Country there was a legend of a Female War God—when she appeared, the moon would turn red.

”Nan Qianjing, you’ve actually cultivated such a Forbidden Technique.” Even Qian Xiong from the Qian Family couldn’t help trembling in his voice.

The clouds parted, and the blood moon hung in the sky. The blood-red light enveloped the earth and the entire village, turning even the flowing air crimson. It felt as if one was submerged in a sea of blood, the terrifying aura almost crushing enough to leave one breathless.

Yingzi’s eyebrows knitted slightly as she gathered her True Yuan to resist this overwhelming terror. Having reached the Half-step Martial God realm, she still felt discomfort; let alone Xiao Zhu and Zi Ji, two women who were pale-faced with Zi Ji being just a normal person.

”What... what’s going on?”

”Lord Nan Qianjing, Lord Qian Xiong, save me.”

Out of nowhere, Zi Ji’s face paled with dread as she realized her skin was rotting away inch by inch, turning into strands of blood fog dissipating into the air.

The Forbidden Technique of Han Country’s Female War God created a dense killing aura within a certain range, capable of exterminating all living beings and plants.

Though both Yingzi and Xiao Zhu had True Qi to resist, Zi Ji was just an ordinary person and was immediately affected.

”Don’t you all know my relationship with Mr. Cui? If I die, Mr. Cui will certainly be angry,” Zi Ji cried out in terror.

”You’re just one of Mr. Cui’s women. Do you think he would lack for vases like you?” Qian Xiong’s voice carried a hint of mockery.

Zi Ji’s face turned deathly pale; she ran towards the village entrance in a frenzy, screaming in agony.

But as she ran, she began to break apart like a paper doll, turning into chunks of blood fog that dissipated between heaven and earth, sending chills down the spine of whoever witnessed it.

Lin Mo frowned slightly because beneath the blood moon in the sky, a black shadow had appeared. The shadow, about thirty feet tall, was dressed as a military general from the Warring States Period in Han Country, with a huge palm holding a long blade, descending from the sky like a deity.

The aura emitted by this divine presence was far stronger than the one Park Shiyou had summoned, even imposing a faint pressure on Lin Mo.

”Is this the descent of a divine presence?”

”Definitely, it must be a god, that demon is doomed this time.”

”May the god punish that demon!”

Standing on the mountain peak, everyone knelt down one by one, muttering words toward the phantom figure.

The arrival of Qian Xiong’s Tree Realm manipulated the entire forest, and together with Nan Qianjing’s summoning of Han Country’s Female War God, was already an existence that shocked and appalled the world. If even this could not kill Lin Mo, then wouldn’t it mean that no one in Han Country could subjugate him?

In the village, the trees continued to grow wildly, with the area already resembling a primordial forest. Even the thinnest branches were as thick as water buckets, like octopus tentacles, whipping and beating as they swung. Cracks spread across the ground as vines whipped toward Lin Mo, carrying a fierce Gang Wind with them.

Lin Mo held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hands, and streams of silver sword light spewed out, cutting through the thrashing branches like slicing through tofu, turning them all into fine powder.

It was known that the hardness of these branches was comparable to steel, and even armored vehicles could be smashed to pieces upon impact.

Lin Mo’s Xuanyuan Sword trailed behind, and the silver Light Sword suspended in midair slowly divided, one into two, two into four, four into eight, until finally there were a hundred and eight Light Swords fanning out like a huge spread fan, with silver light radiating ten zhang wide.

”Go.”

”Swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish...”

Streams of Flying Swords turned into shooting stars rushing into the forest, shattering branches upon contact and piercing through massive trunks. It was like a barrage of indiscriminate cannon fire, where streams of silver light danced in the forest like Flood Dragons, and the trees fell like chives, all mowed down.

”Since I can’t find where you are, I’ll just destroy the entire forest,” Lin Mo said indifferently.

”Nan Qianjing, what are you waiting for?” Qian Xiong finally could not restrain himself and yelled out.

”Qian Xiong, from now on, my Nan Family will be first, and your Qian Family second,” came Nan Qianjing’s voice. Suddenly, the eyes of the War God in the sky snapped open, blood-red like two enormous red lanterns.

In her hands, the Female War God held a huge Long Blade and suddenly cleaved downward from above. The movement was not fancy, something even a six or seven-year-old child could do, but such a simple slash was condensed with a powerful aura of destruction.

”Dragon Fist.”

Lin Mo’s body was straight as a sword, his gaze sharp as lightning, shot toward the Void. His pale hands slightly curved, True Yuan surged vastly within, as if a Golden Dragon was swimming through his body.

”What is this?” In the midst of despair, Xiao Zhu suddenly saw the anomaly on Lin Mo’s body, and her beautiful eyes widened in shock.

In the Void, Thunder rumbled as if a massive Grinding Plate was rolling across the sky, with a thunderous boom. Streaks of Thunder were born suddenly, like golden lightning the thickness of arms, slashing through the firmament and striking Lin Mo’s body.

One bolt, two bolts, three bolts, four bolts. In the end, a full nine bolts of lightning struck his body.

”True Dragon Fist, Dragon Dance Sky!” Lin Mo roared, his voice trembling countless amounts of air.

A vast and annihilating aura burst forth, and as his fist punched toward the sky, a golden dragon approximately thirty zhang long let out a sky-shattering Dragon Roar, charging directly towards the Female War God in the sky.

The Female War God’s eyes glowed blood-red, her Long Blade in hand as if to cut through heaven and earth, striking down to meet him head-on.