Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

”Begin!”

The Spirit Vein, with its varying sizes, can be tens of thousands of times larger than Earth, while the smaller ones might just be ordinary rocks. Lin Mo focused his Divine Thought, solidifying it and probing into the volcano’s entrance to observe the Hell Spiritual Vein, which was about the size of a thirty-three-story building — considered relatively small.

However, a Spirit Vein this large cannot be directly excavated. One must find the Spiritual Body of the Spirit Vein, which, although only the size of a house, emanates scorching Flames, generating extremely high temperatures.

”It’s this one,”

Lin Mo once again unleashed a Hundredfold Combat Power Amplification. His Spiritual Energy and Divine Thought condensed into a pair of enormous hands, reaching into the volcano’s entrance to firmly grasp the blazing Flame Spirit.

The Flame Spirit, having developed some Spirituality, continuously resisted Lin Mo’s plundering.

Yet, Lin Mo’s will was exceptionally firm, and both his Divine Thought and Spiritual Energy were extremely Condensed. Though the Flame Spirit possessed some form of Spirit, it wasn’t a biological entity and had no means of Attack, relying solely on its instinctive struggle to escape.

Unfortunately, the surrounding Spirit Vein nodes had been sealed with Spirit Talismans, creating a net-like seal from which the Flame Spirit could not escape.

”Hurry up,” Lin Mo focused intently, diligently controlling the hands formed by his Spiritual Energy and Divine Thought to seize the Flame Spirit, attempting to extract it from the Spirit Vein.

Zero Cave Mansion.

He Xun had been hiding within the cave mansion cultivating. The captain of the Law Enforcement Team, a mid-stage Condensation cultivator, he was one of the top five experts in the entire Yin Yang Shishen Sect.

He Xun was only a step away from the late-stage Condensation, but had yet to break through. Stationed for a long time near the Hell Spiritual Vein, he absorbed Fire Element Spiritual Energy; it was only a matter of time before he achieved a breakthrough.

Thus, a month ago, He Xun announced his Closed Cultivation and even set up a powerful Array to prevent disturbances.

”Success, late-stage Condensation!”

Sitting cross-legged in the cave’s central open space, He Xun opened his eyes, a glint of excitement flashing within them, his face showing an expression of gratification.

”Haha, I’ve finally entered the late-stage Condensation. With another hundred years of Cultivation, I might have a chance to enter the Golden Core Stage.”

He Xun stood up, his face displaying excitement. ”I’ve been cultivating for a month; it’s time to go out and see what’s happening.” After savoring the excitement, He Xun performed a hand sign, retracting the Array within the cave mansion, but his expression suddenly changed dramatically.

”What’s going on?”

At the instant the cave mansion’s Array opened, He Xun sensed the intense battle energy fluctuations and killing intent outside. He immediately flew out of the cave, hovering in the sky, stunned by the scene before him.

An old man shrouded in Black Fog stood in mid-air, commanding a host of Demon Souls, slaughtering cultivators who had no power to resist and were merely being massacred.

”Damn it, how dare you trespass Flame Island and slaughter the cultivators of my Yin Yang Shishen Sect!”

He Xun clenched his fists, the surging Spiritual Energy of his late-stage Condensation status evident as it burst forth.

As soon as he spoke, a crimson treasure sword engulfed in roaring Flames appeared in He Xun’s hand, swiftly soaring into the sky.

”Who are you to dare trespass on Flame Island?”

He Xun hovered in the sky, his brows furrowed, the Flame Treasure Sword in his hand burning with scorching flames, causing the surrounding air to distort with waves.

”Get lost!”

Zhen Yuanzi, frowning, turned his head to see He Xun glaring angrily at him not far away. With a casual wave, a stream of Black Fog transformed into a small snake, shooting at He Xun, leaving a trail of mist in the sky.

”Baka!”

With a sudden swing, He Xun’s crimson Flame Treasure Sword unleashed a flaming Sword Qi, slicing the oncoming Black Fog snake into dust, his face filled with fury at being so thoroughly underestimated.

”Oh? Your strength has improved?”

Zhen Yuanzi, noticing He Xun for the first time, realized he had stepped into the late-stage Condensation.

”Soul Devouring Method!”

Zhen Yuanzi formed a spell with his hands, and the sky and earth suddenly changed color. The Black Fog surrounding his body gathered, forming ancient warhorses and soldiers, sweeping toward He Xun like an overwhelming tide, the warhorses stamping through the Void, an aura so fearsome it seemed to draw one into an ancient battlefield.

His expression drastically changed as He Xun suddenly realized the aura released by his opponent represented a Golden Core Stage cultivator.

The overwhelming cavalcade of knightly warhorses carrying blades and spears swept past He Xun with incredible speed, then galloped about several hundred meters before dissipating into the heavens and the earth.

Standing on the spot, He Xun’s eyes were filled with an extreme mixture of astonishment, dismay, and doubt. Having just advanced from mid-stage to late-stage Condensation, he never expected that Flame Island would hide a Golden Core Stage cultivator.

Crack!

The crimson treasure sword clutched in He Xun’s hand emitted a crisp sound, revealing thin cracks like a spider’s web, splintering piece by piece, falling from the sky.

The wind blew!

He Xun seemed ancient, as if he had stood there for tens of thousands of years, his body decayed, turning to dust, scattered with the breeze through the heavens and earth.

Those trapped within the Ghost Flag Array, witnessing this scene, fell into deeper despair, eyes red, straining every ounce of their strength, hoping to break out of the Array.

”Do you think you can break through my Array? Dream on!”

Zhen Yuanzi sneered, eliminating He Xun was as easy as crushing an ant for him. Although without a complete body, Zhen Yuanzi’s strength could not match a full-fledged Golden Core Stage cultivator’s, yet He Xun was a whole Realm apart, having absolutely no power to resist.

While controlling the Array, Zhen Yuanzi retrieved He Xun’s spatial ring and, upon examination, a gleeful smile appeared on his face, ”This guy was quite a catch!”

At this moment, a throng of light shadows appeared rapidly dashing across the sky from afar.

”Those guys from Jilu City arrived so quickly!” Zhen Yuanzi frowned slightly.

Though Zhen Yuanzi was powerful, the opposing numbers were simply too overwhelming, some possessing robust strength or supreme Magic Treasures.

”Mr. Lin, hurry, I can only hold them off for a short time.” Zhen Yuanzi immediately transmitted a message through Divine Thought, then ceased concealing his strength, unleashing the divine might of a Golden Core Stage cultivator.

”What’s happening?”

”Such potent energy?”

”How can there be such intense energy on Flame Island, akin to Master Pei Yongjun.”

”It seems even more formidable than Master Pei Yongjun!”

”A Golden Core Stage cultivator!”

Coming from a distance, those flying swiftly across the sky sensed the spine-chilling, terrifying energy emanating from Flame Island and displayed expressions of shock and uncertainty.

”No matter who it is, stop them until Master Pei Yongjun arrives!”

Within the crowd, a middle-aged cultivator shouted sternly, clearly holding a significant position in the Yin Yang Shishen Sect.

That one line steadied everyone’s resolve, and they continued their rapid advance.

They refused to believe their collective magic strike by several thousand cultivators couldn’t be withstood by such an adversary.

”How could Flame Island have a Golden Core Stage cultivator?” Liu Qiang muttered under his breath, mingling with the crowd, frowning.

Liu Qiang’s strength was among the lower ranks of these people. Contemplating silently, he planned to avoid charging upfront, intending to fake an injury amid the chaos and seek a place to hide.

From Jilu City, the sky was covered in a moving mass of cultivator soldiers pressing forward toward Flame Island like swift storm clouds.

”Attack!”

Zhen Yuanzi’s Spiritual Energy burst forth, and the Seven-faced Ghost Banner spewed Black Fog, transforming into thousands of Star Wheel Mirror Demon Beasts and Illusion Beasts, surging toward the approaching Jilu City cultivator army as if two sides meeting in battle.

Various spells and treasures danced through the sky, and waves of energy explosions rippled out, changing the color of the sky and earth!

Liu Qiang manipulated a silver roulette the size of a grinding plate, engraved with numerous runes and sharp edges, spinning rapidly like a stream of liquid silver, darting directly toward the skyful of Illusion Beasts and Demon Beasts.

The entire Flame Island erupted with warfare simultaneously, everywhere.

Demon Beasts vanished, and cultivators fell!

No reason, the battles of the Cultivation World are brutally unforgiving.