Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

”It should take another half day for the Blood Demon Vine to return to its peak strength.”

Amid the dense jungle, Lin Mo sat atop a sturdy tree trunk, having just finished regulating his breathing. He opened his eyes and murmured to himself.

Since there were so many fierce beasts on the island, it served as a perfect opportunity to hone himself.

Lin Mo knew very well that once he left Earth and joined the Mystic Realm Sect, it would be a much broader world. Being thrown into such a vast world would make him as insignificant as a drop of water in the ocean; to stand out, he had to become stronger.

Especially with the appearance of Lord Tao, it brought psychological pressure to Lin Mo.

”The competition of prodigies, I must return to the Cultivation World. Lang Ya Jun, Huo Shuixian, I wonder how you’re doing now!”

Lin Mo clenched his fists, a cold glint flickered in his black eyes. Having returned three hundred years ago, the trajectory of history had changed. At least for now, he didn’t know Lang Ya Jun and Huo Shuixian. Once he reached the Cultivation World, he would slowly find their whereabouts. Three hundred years ago, Lang Ya Jun and Huo Shuixian were probably just some small disciples of a sect, not yet grown to

the level of great power.

As Lin Mo’s thoughts wandered here, he suddenly sensed a dangerous feeling emanating from within. He abruptly looked up to see a golden meteor, like a shooting star piercing the firmament, rapidly headed in his direction.

”What the...”

There was no time to think, let alone dodge, as the golden meteor had already struck him. The surrounding trees were eroded by the violent aura, turning into powder and dissipating on the spot. The ground was struck with a ten-meter diameter crater, where dust and black smoke rose.

”Lin Mo, you shouldn’t die that easily! Don’t let me down.”

At the moment of the ’meteor’ crash, a white silhouette appeared over the crater. It gradually solidified into the figure of an elegant young man.

The elegant young man quietly stared at the crater below, his face cold as frost, his black pupils shimmering with a chilling glint.

”Cough cough!”

In the center of the crater, the wind blew away the dust, gradually revealing a human figure.

The powerful impact of the ’meteor’ shattered Lin Mo’s clothing, leaving only his pants. Bearing the Xuanyuan Sword on his back, he stood at the center of the crater, a number of gruesome wounds appearing on his body, with blood gushing out.

”Damn, he actually ambushed me.” Lin Mo drew the Xuanyuan Sword from his back, raised his head, and gritted his teeth, glaring at the figure in the sky, ”Pei Yongjun!”

The wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, as the muscles in the wounds continued to wriggle and begin to heal. The strongest feature of the Blood Demon Vine was its super-recovery ability.

”Lin Mo, I didn’t expect us to meet so soon again, did you?”

Pei Yongjun held a white fan in his right hand, and with a flick of his wrist, the folded fan opened. With a mocking smile, he looked down at Lin Mo indifferently.

The feud between Lin Mo and the Yin Yang Shishen Sect had long been simmering. Meeting each other meant a battle to the death.

”Yes, unexpected. Last time in the canyon, you stole my treasure. I’ve been wanting to retrieve it.”

Lin Mo wiped the bloodstain off the corner of his mouth and revealed a cold smile.

”If you want my Mystical Order and my treasure, it depends on whether you have the ability.” Pei Yongjun said, the fan in his hand flicked, and in an instant, ’Silver Thorns’ rained down from the sky like a torrential downpour.

Lin Mo’s eyes widened, his pupils contracting slightly, a feeling of danger rising in his heart.

If his true form were here, he would not fear Pei Yongjun at all. However, this avatar only had the body of a Blood Demon Vine and the soul of a Demon Cold Flame, barely qualifying for the Second Tier ranking!

”Spiritual Energy Shield!”

Lin Mo formed a single-hand seal, and a semi-transparent Spiritual Light Shield appeared in the sky. The torrential Silver Thorns struck the Light Shield, which wobbled and seemed about to shatter. Taking advantage of this brief moment, Lin Mo swung the Xuanyuan Sword, sending several sword lights slashing toward Pei Yongjun.

Then, Lin Mo turned and leapt into the dense rainforest.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The dense Silver Thorns collided with the Spiritual Light Shield, holding for a brief moment. The shield shattered instantly, with the remaining Silver Thorns falling like a storm. The dense trees in the rainforest crumbled under the pressure. ”Hmph, Lin Mo, at the Yin Yang Shishen Sect, you extracted the Spirit Vein and fled. Last time in the canyon, you escaped again. This is the third time; I absolutely won’t let you slip through my grasp this time.” Pei Yongjun’s gaze was like that of a hawk, tightly pursuing Lin Mo through the dense forest, turning into a stream of light.

Lin Mo didn’t choose to fly because, with this avatar’s strength, his speed in the sky couldn’t match Pei Yongjun. He could only navigate through the dense forest, using the trees as obstacles to significantly slow the latter down.

”Three minutes, just need to hold on for three more minutes. My true form is already on its way here.”

As Lin Mo swiftly leapt and darted through the forest, he calculated the distance between himself and his true form. Upon encountering Pei Yongjun, his true form had already set out in his direction.

He knew very well that this avatar couldn’t defeat Pei Yongjun and might very well be obliterated by him. Although it was just an avatar, the Demon Cold Flame’s soul was still within. If obliterated by Pei Yongjun, his strength would be greatly reduced. Moreover, increasing the Power of Soul was extremely difficult.

Otherwise, Lin Mo would never choose to flee given his personality.

”Lin Mo, you can’t escape!”

Behind him, Pei Yongjun’s cold laughter echoed, as streaks of silver light charged forward, creating holes in the trees they passed.

”Damn it!”

Lin Mo felt as if he had been hit by a speeding train, his body like a kite with a broken string, being flung forward rapidly, a sweetness rising in his throat as he spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

”Lin Mo, you dared to steal the Spirit Vein from my Yin Yang Shishen Sect. How come now you’re running like a rat, without the guts to face me head-on?”

Pei Yongjun’s voice, filled with coldness, came from behind.

”Damn...”

Lin Mo swallowed the blood in his mouth, his eyes gleaming with a fierce light, gripping the Xuanyuan Sword tightly, mobilizing the Spiritual Energy in his body, and slashing explosively.

”Heaven and Earth Battle!”

The world turned a blinding white, making it impossible for anyone to keep their eyes open. The Heaven and Earth Power surged, a dominant Sword Qi slashed through the sky, heading straight for Pei Yongjun at the back.

”Such powerful swordsmanship!”

Seeing Lin Mo’s move, Pei Yongjun’s pupils contracted slightly, evidently sensing the domineering aura contained within this sword strike.

”Seal!”

Pei Yongjun brought his hands together; a mysterious, semi-transparent colored Magic Shield appeared in front of him, with the folded fan floating at the center of the shield.

The sword light devastated everything in its path, shattering trees, stones, and weeds under its violent aura.

”Boom!”

The wonderful story continues tomorrow.