Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

In the third month, the forging of the Xuanyuan Sword had reached the final stage. Everything was progressing very smoothly, and according to Lin Mo’s plan, the Xuanyuan Sword would certainly advance to the Star Sea Level this time.

Lin Mo stood bare-chested on a desolate peak, his sword eyebrows tightly furrowed, and everything nearby was a mess, evidently having suffered great destructive power moments ago.

”Why can’t I condense the last seventh Purple Shadow of the Purple Shadow Holy Fist?”

Lin Mo frowned, and suddenly the True Yuan inside him roared out. He then moved like a purple shadow, leaving an afterimage of several kilometers, and fiercely punched. The air instantly exploded with a loud bang, and a single punch created a huge hole in a barren mountain peak.

When Lin Mo condensed the last punch, the purple shadows birthed from the previous six punches showed signs of disintegration.

”Condense for me!”

Lin Mo gritted his teeth, trying hard to compress and condense the disintegrating purple shadow, but ultimately, the purple shadow still uncontrollably dispersed. The originally strongest seventh punch became weak and powerless.

This was the fifth month since Lin Mo came to this abandoned Star Meteor. The Purple Shadow Holy Fist had been trained to the sixth punch’s purple shadow, but sadly, the strongest seventh punch could never be unleashed.

Lin Mo could vaguely sense the gap between his exertion of the Purple Shadow Holy Fist and the visions in his mind. Although their strengths were not on the same level, the difference in fist intent was immensely vast.

”Why can’t I condense the seventh punch?”

The sandstorm raged fiercely, and Lin Mo stood amidst the vast yellow sands with his eyebrows tightly knitted, shaking his head involuntarily.

Had he mastered the boundary-level martial arts, he was confident he could defeat a Star System Level Early Stage strongman. However, Lin Mo also understood that haste leads to waste. Mere repetitive practice without insights will probably never perfect the Purple Shadow Holy Fist, even if practiced for another five years.

Shaking his head, Lin Mo waved his hand, and a dark red plant appeared in front of him. Hundreds of dark red hands danced madly, seemingly very excited. The largest diameter of this dark red plant reached thirty kilometers, hovering in midair like a monstrous disk with countless tentacles moving wildly.

This dark red plant was the ’Blood Demon Vine’ that Lin Mo had subdued on Yu Lan Star. It could be considered a plant-type ’Beast.’ However, since Lin Mo’s strength advanced, he no longer heavily relied on the ’Blood Demon Vine.’

After earning millions of soul coins last time, Lin Mo had some capital to purchase various treasures for cultivating plants. After five months of cultivation, the Blood Demon Vine had reached the Star Sea Level Early Stage. Plant treasures do not require the comprehension of laws nor any magic or martial arts, making realm advancement extremely quick; it only needs to absorb sufficient energy to advance. However, its actual combat power certainly can’t match that of a Star Sea Level Early Stage cultivator.

Even so, the Blood Demon Vine could still enhance Lin Mo’s strength.

”Blood Demon Vine, possess me!”

Lin Mo looked at the giant Blood Demon Vine in front of him and spoke calmly.

Then, the Blood Demon Vine began to writhe violently, transforming into streams of blood that covered Lin Mo’s body, turning into a black-red soft armor that protected him, and metamorphosing into a black tight outfit covering the armor.

Just then, rumbling sounds echoed not far away.

The sky, which had been shrouded by thunderclouds for nearly half a year, suddenly roared and rolled, sending down bucket-thick Thunder Pillars with an earth-shattering momentum, darkening the heavens and the earth.

Lin Mo’s face lit up with joy; the forging of the Xuanyuan Sword had reached the final stage.

Whoosh!

Turning into a streak of flowing light, Lin Mo arrived at the edge of a gorge, watching as Thunder Pillars rained down upon the Xuanyuan Sword, forming circles of Thunder Nets that enveloped the Xuanyuan Sword like a golden Thunderball, with arcs of electricity crackling.

The dark clouds in the sky concurrently began to slowly dissipate, and Lin Mo stared fervently at the Thunderball suspended in midair. This waiting lasted for about half a day until a fissure suddenly appeared in the center of the Thunderball, and a bundle of blazing white light shot out.

The Xuanyuan Sword slowly floated out of the Thunderball, and a powerful attraction emanated from it, instantly drawing the surrounding thunder and lightning into the sword body, a sleek treasure sword appeared in Lin Mo’s sight.

After half a year of forging, the Xuanyuan Sword had successfully advanced to the Star Sea Level treasure category.

A delighted expression surfaced on Lin Mo’s face, as there was a mysterious connection between his mind and the Xuanyuan Sword. He then reached out with his hand, and with a clear whistle, the Xuanyuan Sword returned to his hand.

The Xuanyuan Sword advanced to the Star Sea Level…

Physical strength comparable to Star Sea Level High…

Soul strength rivaling a Star Sea Level Magic Practitioner…

Lin Mo’s strength surged again, making him fully qualified to battle a Star System Level Early Stage strongman.

Just then, Lin Mo’s expression showed a hint of curiosity; his spiritual power had already covered the entire Star Meteorite, and he could sense any changes on it. ”A lifeform?”

This barren Star Meteorite unexpectedly exhibited characteristics of a lifeform. Lin Mo furrowed his sword-like eyebrows slightly, then concealed his aura, transformed into a streak of flowing light, and swiftly flew toward the direction where the lifeform appeared.

To the south of the Star Meteorite, within a gorge, a damaged silver small spaceship was spewing black smoke as it landed on the ground, completely ruined.

A group of people was rapidly emerging from the spaceship, quickly running towards a crevice formed by two mountain peaks within the gorge. There were about twenty of them, all young women. However, these women were barefoot, with their delicate bodies only covered by a piece of cloth over critical parts, looking extremely wretched.

”Hurry, hurry up…” a silver-haired woman among them shouted quickly, leading the group toward the crevice to flee.

Lin Mo stood atop a high mountain peak, watching these women escape from the spaceship, slightly furrowing his sword-like eyebrows. The strongest of these women was the silver-haired one, with cultivation at the Star Lake Level Early Stage, while the others were ordinary women with no cultivation at all.

These women looked similar to humans from Yu Lan Star but were extremely beautiful. Each one could rival top female stars on Yu Lan Star, yet their pupils varied in color and shape, indicating they might be humans from another race.

The universe is vast and boundless, with various lifeforms existing within it. Humans are a major group, yet they have many branches. Lin Mo was already aware of this. For instance, Winged People are born with wings, capable of flying. Fallen Angels and Light Angels belong to the Wing Clan of humans.

”Who are you?”

Just as this group of women frantically ran toward the gorge crevice, a faint voice suddenly rang out, startling all the women, making their faces change drastically.