Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

"Greetings, Master."

At this moment, Yula, Fire Phoenix, and Kenneth also immediately knelt on one knee, respectfully calling out.

Tang Rulong, Tang Yitong, and others showed expressions of surprise.

Lin Mo actually subdued several superpower users in an instant, whose combined strength could easily form a superpower faction.

Tang Rulong felt even more disheartened.

Even if the Tang Sect Ancestor returned, facing Lin Mo and these people, he likely wouldn't have the strength to win.

Lin Mo kept Qiao only to inquire about the Ancient Battlefield Ruins and then immediately led Qiao, Fire Phoenix, and others into the Tang Sect Hall.

The Tang Sect's bodyguards voluntarily made way, faces filled with awe and fear.

"I'll wait here for the Tang Sect Ancestor to arrive," Lin Mo sat imposingly in the chief seat, speaking casually.

In a small countryside courtyard.

A middle-aged man with ink-black hair in a Tang suit stood at the doorway, his hands behind his back, followed by three equally commanding middle-aged men, obviously Martial Arts Masters.

Several elders stood nearby, including Tang Ruhu and Tang Rulong.

The middle-aged man with ink-black hair appeared young, yet at a glance, others wouldn't know he was an elder of about eighty years.

"What did you say, that Lin Mo dared to come to my Tang Sect?"

Tang Haotian frowned, the initially scattered pupils now bursting with intense brilliance.

"Ancestor, Lin Mo indeed stormed in. He's now at the Tang Sect headquarters," the messenger said.

"Humph. If he didn't come, so be it, but to dare step foot in my Tang Sect, he's not taking us seriously."

Tang Haotian coldly snorted, instantly exuding a powerful and murderous aura, pressing heavily down on those nearby, causing several leaves to spin and then shatter into dust, affected by the emitted aura around five meters from Tang Haotian.

"Let's go, I am curious to see what kind of figure Lin Mo is!"

With that, Tang Haotian strode towards a nearby Rolls-Royce.

Tang Ruhu and several elders quickly followed.

"Heh, this time Lin Mo is in for trouble," Tang Yijun showed a cruel smile.

About ten minutes later, a Rolls-Royce and several Mercedes-Benz cars stopped at the entrance of the Tang Sect Mansion.

Upon seeing the signs and shattered stone lions in the yard, Tang Haotian frowned; only Martial God Level and above could cause such destruction.

But according to Tang Ruhu and Tang Yijun, Tang Haotian considered that Lin Mo, though young, could only be a Vigorous Martial God, one genius in ten thousand.

However, he now brushed off the notion of fearing any Vigorous Martial God.

"Below Divine Level, who can stop me?" Tang Haotian walked with hands behind his back, muttering.

A group of elders and Tang Ruhu, Tang Yijun, and others closely followed.

Sitting in the chief seat in the hall, Lin Mo held a cup of tea, gently sipping before slowly lifting his eyes to watch the crowd entering.

His gaze immediately fell on the leading middle-aged man, whose strength was that of an Emperor Extreme martial artist, his True Qi as deep as an abyss.

The three middle-aged men accompanying him were all Martial God Peak Level masters.

"Ancestor, that's Lin Mo, how dare he sit in the chief seat, outrageous," Tang Yijun urgently pointed out Lin Mo.

Tang Haotian's eyes also fell on Lin Mo, slightly surprised.

Lin Mo's aura was restrained, like an ordinary person, impossible to gauge his depths.

Understand this: only those much stronger than oneself prevent Tang Haotian from perceiving their strength, yet considering Lin Mo's age, he couldn't possibly be at Divine Level; could he know some Turtle Breath Secret Method?

However, looking at the four behind Lin Mo, Tang Haotian was slightly surprised, as they were all Superpower Users, with decent strength.

Especially the one with a face swollen like a pig's head; his strength slightly unsettled Tang Haotian, even causing his blood to boil.

"Ancestor."

"Ancestor."

Tang Rulong and Tang Yitong immediately approached.

"Ancestor, Mr. Lin is here; perhaps we should give him the Energy Crystal?" Tang Rulong straightforwardly suggested, his expression somber; after all, Lin Mo's displayed strength was overwhelming.

Especially having just subdued four Superpower Users, even if the Tang Sect Ancestor appeared, Lin Mo was qualified for a fight.

"He's a mere brat, daring to stir trouble at my Tang Sect?" Tang Ruhu coldly snorted.

"Others have attacked my Tang Sect, yet Uncle you're defending him, have some backbone," Tang Yijun also expressed dissatisfaction.

Not only them, but even other elders and experts beside Tang Haotian showed disdain toward Tang Rulong.

Now the Tang Sect had the Ancestor overseeing, who would still fear Lin Mo?

Just yesterday, they witnessed firsthand the Ancestor's finger power.

"Ancestor, Mr. Lin's strength is formidable; our Tang Sect must not provoke him, making him a grave adversary," Tang Rulong urged, his brow furrowed.

"I can't believe the Tang Sect, under your leadership, would become so cowardly," Tang Haotian cast a disappointed glance at Tang Rulong, shaking his head.

Upon hearing Tang Haotian, Tang Rulong's face turned pale, shaking his head. He understood the Tang Sect's people were profoundly proud; without witnessing Lin Mo's true strength, his words would merely waste breath.

Tang Yitong also clenched his fists in anxiety, yet now, his status too low to speak here.

Tang Haotian ignored the father and daughter, stepping boldly into the hall, his gaze like lightning, targeting Lin Mo.

Lin Mo still sat complacently, lifting his eyes slightly, revealing contempt.

Despite nearing eighty years, Tang Haotian struggled to suppress his anger, "So you are Lin Mo?"

"Yes, it's me."

Lin Mo calmly replied: "And you are the Tang Sect's Ancestor, unwilling to give me the Energy Crystal?"

Tang Haotian raised his head, noting Lin Mo hadn't even budged, an arrogant display, coldly snorted: "You helped the Tang Sect, we naturally appreciated your assistance, but you've stormed our headquarters today, tarnishing our aura; leave now, and I won't hold you accountable."

"Your Tang Sect breached our agreement, placing the blame on me?"

Lin Mo shook his head, lightly sighing.

Tang Haotian narrowed his eyes slightly, "I've offered departure, considering your help to my Tang Sect, but refuse, and today your blood will honor Tang Sect's dignity."

"Lin Mo, leave quickly, perhaps you'll save your life," Tang Ruhu followed suit.

After all, Lin Mo was close to Tang Rulong; naturally, Tang Ruhu disliked Lin Mo.

"Our Tang Sect Ancestor is a Martial Arts Master; do you believe your skills can defeat our Ancestor?" Tang Yijun showed arrogance, speaking coldly.

Lin Mo frowned, his killing intent apparent.