Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

Lin Mo gripped the Xuanyuan Sword and, in an instant, broke the sound barrier, vanishing from his original position. In the next moment, he appeared in front of the Qingxuan Sect Master, fiercely slashing down from the sky with his sword, drawing a thin layer of blue sword light, making the entire world seem to pale in comparison to his attack.

The air trembled, as if the heavens and the earth were about to be cleaved in two.

Spiritual energy surged throughout Lin Mo's body, facing such a formidable enemy, he no longer concealed any of his power.

The Martial Artists on Red Leaf Mountain and the people from the Heavenly Sect had their expressions change dramatically as they felt an annihilating aura emanating from Lin Mo.

"Is this Lin Tanyu's true strength?"

"What a terrifying guy."

"Terrifying indeed!"

The crowd inhaled a cold breath once again, even when Lin Mo had fought with the people from the Heavenly Sect previously, he had never revealed such terrifying strength. Now they understood that Lin Mo had always been concealing his true power.

The Huo Family Mansion was filled with the wealthy from the Ancient Capital, each with a net worth of at least a hundred million, and many held tremendous power in their hands.

But witnessing this scene, everyone felt a deep sense of fear and reverence in their hearts. The wealth and influence they held seemed like a joke in front of these individuals.

"Could it be that even Director Lou is so respectful toward him?" Huo Jiaming realized. Huo Yongshi's eyes shone with a strange light as she gazed at the youth hovering in the distance, feeling a tremor deep in her heart. She had seen the Prince of the United Kingdom, the most powerful officials in the Ancient Capital, even the owner brother of Asia's richest man, but those so-called elite individuals paled in comparison to Lin Mo. They were like glow worms next to the Sun and Moon, utterly inferior.

The sword light was like a blue veil, its path shaking the heavens and the earth.

In the face of an Innate Strong Person, Lin Mo no longer had any reservations, even forcing some high-level Martial Arts with his current cultivation level.

Even the eyes of the Qingxuan Sect Master, which held contempt earlier, now gleamed with a newfound respect.

"What a powerful Immortal Weapon Technique, there must be terrifying secrets hidden inside you, right?"

As the Qingxuan Sect Master spoke, he suddenly spread his arms wide and brought his palms together as if enclosing something, creating a massive green protective shield around his body.

The sword's impact against it emitted a loud noise, shaking the entire Red Leaf Mountain. The sound wave expanded out in a massive circle for dozens of miles, sweeping over every tree top and mountain peak, before settling down.

All the Martial Artists and Heavenly Gate cultivators who were closer were shaken so badly that blood poured from their ears, while the people from the Huo Family Mansion, being relatively far away, only felt their blood boiling and their spirits dizzy for an instant.

The sword light dissipated, but the protective shield in front of the Qingxuan Sect Master merely trembled slightly, not breaking.

"Damn it."

Lin Mo gritted his teeth and frowned.

About a second later, the tops of trees began to fall, and mountain peaks were sheared flat, which was merely the destructive force caused by the sound waves just now. "You are indeed strong, but you are an entire realm behind me, like a chasm in the heavens, it's impossible for you to defeat me," the Qingxuan Sect Master shook his head, retracted his shield, and then reached for the sky. A bolt of lightning as thick as an arm landed in his hand, like a spear, hurling towards Lin Mo.

The lightning was too fast and arrived in a flash.

Lin Mo crossed his sword to block, but still, he was knocked back a hundred meters.

"I have never lost before, and only by possessing a heart as pure and sincere as a child's can one achieve a greater self. If I were to flee today, it would plant a demon seed within my Dao Heart, one that would erode my spirit when facing future tribulations, rendering me beyond salvation."

Lin Mo clenched his teeth, his eyes filled with a determination hard for ordinary people to imagine.

The Qingxuan Sect Master frowned at this moment, "Lin Tanyu, your temperament does not resemble that of a youth, but rather an old monster who has cultivated for hundreds of years. Could it be that you are the reincarnation of a legendary Immortal?"

"You are not worthy of knowing."

Lin Mo cracked a smile, his blood boiling with excitement. He soared into the sky, his entire body emanating golden light, as he merged with his sword. The sword hummed like a dragon's roar, transforming into a long golden treasure sword, and lunged straight at the Qingxuan Sect Master. In midair, Lin Mo had already become one with the sword, embodying the unity of man and sword.

"This is futile; you cannot hurt me."

Disdain filled the Qingxuan Sect Master's face as his palms came together, "Heavenly Buddha Seal."

A golden, shadowy figure of a great Buddha appeared behind the Qingxuan Sect Master, with an imposing Dharma presence. It extended a golden palm towards the Xuanyuan Sword, and the entire space seemed to quiver.

Brightness dazzled, illuminating the entirety of Red Leaf Mountain. The red maple leaves connected into what resembled a crimson volcano.

After all the light had flashed by, Lin Mo, gripping his treasure sword, stood suspended in the air, but at the corner of his mouth, a rivulet of startling fresh blood trickled out.

"Innate Strong People can manipulate nature's spiritual energy at will, while I can only rely on the spiritual energy stored within my body..."

The Buddha shadow vanished. The Qingxuan Sect Master stood immovable, his eyebrows tightly knitted, as a strand of his hair broke off with the wind and floated away, "I underestimated you."

"However, this is merely your final resistance. Hand over what you have, and let me enslave you for a hundred years. Perhaps if I'm in a good mood, I might release you," the Qingxuan Sect Master asked for the last time.

But the only answer he received was the sky filled with sword lights.

Countless sword lights, vibrant and multicolored, burst forth across Red Leaf Mountain, toppling trees and shattering rocks as sword marks marked the mountain peaks.

Lin Mo held the Xuanyuan Sword, swinging various sword lights around. His eyes had turned completely purple, and from them, streams of purple flames shot forth.

"Futile struggles," the Qingxuan Sect Master spoke, his hands forming Dharma Seals. In the sky above, gathered thundercloud vortices began to swirl violently, with thunder tearing through the air, rumbling incessantly as if the heavens were roaring, causing the ground to tremble.

The whole Ancient Capital could hear the earth-shattering thunder, and everyone at the Huo Family Mansion, including the Martial Artists and Cultivators, turned pale. The Qingxuan Sect Master was serious this time.

Lin Mo looked up at the thick clouds above, his brows furrowed tightly. Even with his Golden Skin at Great Success, he still felt the threat emanating from the thundercloud vortex.

Boom.

Suddenly a loud sound echoed across the mountain peak.

A blazing white light brightened the land, the brightness shining on every person's face so intensely it was hard to keep one's eyes open.

Within the swirling clouds above, a tree-thick bolt of white lightning fell from the sky, striking fiercely towards Lin Mo. The immense energy and suppression it contained almost seemed to tear the space apart.

"Just now was merely a warm-up. Now, I'm getting serious," said the Qingxuan Sect Master, his expression icy.