Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

”Xiao Mo, what about you?” Lin Guang asked.

”I still have some things to take care of, don’t worry about me.” Lin Mo reassured him, then took out two talismans and said, ”Attach these talismans to yourselves, it will allow you to fly back to Jinling, return to Feng Tianjiao Villa and find Yao Dou and the Little Golden Snake, they have elixirs.”

Lin Guang looked at Lin Mo, hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and immediately attached the two talismans to himself and Yang Chuxue. The two were instantly enveloped by a milky white Spiritual Energy.

”Xiao Mo, take care of yourself.” Lin Guang did things decisively, and as soon as he spoke, he held Yang Chuxue and left the cave in a few flashes.

”Did they just leave?”

”What about us?”

”Yeah, how do we leave this place?”

”I want to return to Huaxia, I want to go home.”

Crying, shouting, screaming, and noisy sounds suddenly echoed throughout the cave.

Lin Mo’s eyes turned crimson; he suddenly spoke, ”Everyone stay here, leave in two days. If you don’t listen to me and die on this island, I take no responsibility.”

His voice wasn’t loud, but it resounded in everyone’s ears like an explosion of thunder.

Instantly, the once noisy cave fell silent, everyone’s gaze fell on Lin Mo, including a few particularly loud women who covered their mouths with their hands.

”Remember, leave the island in two days,” Lin Mo reminded them, and his figure immediately flashed a few times and disappeared inside the cave.

”Whoever dares to harm my family, I will make them pay a severe price.”

Lin Mo hovered in mid-air, clenching his hands into fists with force, the whites of his eyes displaying streaks of blood which continuously extended, intertwined, and eventually turned into a scarlet expanse.

Although those arduous times had passed for Lin Mo, in his mind, the memories were as vivid as if they had occurred yesterday.

Recalling past events, those difficult years flashed through his mind like scenes from a movie.

Just then, a wisp of black gas emanated from the ring on the index finger of Lin Mo’s right hand, transforming into a middle-aged man with a pale face under a black robe. His body was engulfed in a tumultuous Black Fog, sometimes condensing, sometimes dissipating.

”Kid, you’ve gone through Demon Transformation!” Zhen Yuanzi exclaimed in shock.

”Kill!”

Lin Mo growled deeply, his upper clothing exploded and scattered. The muscles on his smooth back suddenly tore apart. Dark red tendrils burst forth as if breaking through a cocoon, extending from fissures in his skin. Eight tendrils as thick as arms twitched wildly as if they were sentient with flesh and blood, constantly lengthening until they spanned to hundreds of meters before stopping.

”Lin Mo, you’ve gone through Demon Transformation, stop it now!” Zhen Yuanzi’s face changed dramatically as he roared and howled.

Lin Mo had signed a Soul Contract with Zhen Yuanzi; if Lin Mo were to die from the Demon Transformation, Zhen Yuanzi would also have his soul destroyed by the Heavenly Dao.

Lin Mo stood in mid-air, the eight dark red hundreds-meter-long tendrils on his back crazily swaying and writhing in the Void, appearing incredibly eerie and horrifying. Under the fair skin of Lin Mo’s youthful face, traces of Blood Energy surged faintly, sometimes appearing, then vanishing.

”You say I’ve gone through Demon Transformation?” Lin Mo glanced sideways at Zhen Yuanzi, a chilling smile curving his lips.

Looking into those crimson eyes, Zhen Yuanzi couldn’t help but feel a coldness enveloping his entire being; a chill that wasn’t from the physical body, but a soul-piercing freeze.

”This guy’s aura is terrifying!” Zhen Yuanzi couldn’t help being shocked, understanding that even with his cultivation at the Golden Core Stage, he still felt a sense of danger from Lin Mo.

”Cultivating the immortal path bears no fruit; today I realize I am a demon!” Lin Mo’s expression was indifferent, his voice light yet filled with a chilling homicidal intent.

”Mad, he’s gone mad!” Zhen Yuanzi’s expression changed with shock.

With a flip of his hand, Lin Mo revealed seven small flags approximately palm-sized in the sky, which continuously expanded, each transforming into roughly a hundred meters long and thirty meters wide, shrouded in alluring Black Fog, sometimes forming Evil Ghosts, other times dispersing into chaotic mist.

”Seal!”

Lin Mo performed Hand Seals, pushing all his Spiritual Energy to its limits.

The seven Soul Banners instantly turned into seven black meteors, swiftly flying to seven different positions, enveloping and sealing the entire island. Black mist connected each banner as if chains, completely binding Duwu Island within.

”Now, everyone who had a part in harming my mother will die!”

As Lin Mo spoke, the eight dark red tendrils on his back began growing wildly. Each arm-thick tendril sprouted numerous thin, long tendrils—sixteen, thirty-six, one hundred and eight.

In the end, thousands of tendrils grew, the longest being approximately three thousand meters. Lin Mo seemed like an ancient tree whose roots spread, and thousands of tendrils and vines extended from his body, writhing madly.

On the island.

Two men wearing Bodhisattva Masks and carrying Long Blades stood chatting in a hidden location when suddenly a vine as flexible as a snake transformed into a dark red Lightning, binding the two and lifting them into the air. Such events occurred at any place on the island where there were people. Lin Mo soared through the air, his Divine Thought sweeping over, and upon detecting any Life Aura, the tendrils behind him wrapped around the target like claws and hoisted them up.

In less than half an hour, thousands of people wearing black Tight clothes and masks were wrapped up by the wildly sprouting tendrils on the island, all suspended in mid-air, shaking at the sight of the youth with black hair and black eyes at the end of the tendrils bearing them up.

Despite this, there were still some who slipped through the net. Three figures, similarly dressed, tried to flee towards the sea like shadows.

”What kind of monster is that? It’s terrifying!” One of them quickly glanced back, only to see a youth with endless tendrils and branches spreading from his back, each snaring one of their companions.

Moreover, their companions seemed to have no power to resist under the tendrils’ enclosure.

”Hurry, we must leave the island as soon as possible! That guy has gone mad!”

Another of them said, yet their figure did not pause for even a moment, exerting all their strength to flee.

”No one knows where the three lords have gone. If they were here, this guy certainly wouldn’t dare act so wantonly!”

In fact, none of the three realized that Xiuhui, Bai Cangzhu, and Sha Shengshi had already been defeated and had fled Duwu Island.

”The edge of the island is just ahead. Once we leave and dive into the sea, I don’t believe he can find us.”

Their bodies left trails of shadows, but as they approached the island’s edge, they saw a black misty band appearing on the boundary, like black Iron Chains locking the entire island, completely inescapable.