Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

In the cave, a piece of jet black metal lay on the ground. Its lustrous, dark surface did not seem unusual, yet a mere glance at it gave one the sensation of being drawn into a vortex.

"If it weren't for you, I would have killed that guy long ago." The President sighed, his face showing a hint of excitement as he placed his hands on it, the golden light constantly being drawn by the black stone.

Looking at the jet black stone, the President's stern face was tinged with anticipation and excitement, "For you, I have spent decades searching, for opening you, I've spent almost twenty years entirely focused on you."

"However, you are almost ready to be opened. Once I absorb your power, I can become a Middle-Level God or even an Upper God. Who on Earth can stop me then?"

The President's lips curved into a warlord-like smile.

With that, the President closed his eyes, quietly transmitting his energy into the black stone. The stone seemed like a huge black hole, absorbing the golden energy without any change in appearance.

This stone must absorb energy periodically; otherwise, all previous efforts would be wasted. Hence, the President gave up pursuing Lin Mo, as this stone, on which he had spent several decades of effort, was more significant than Lin Mo. "Next time I emerge, it will be your death sentence."

The sun sets; the night journeys.

Stars twinkle.

"I must work harder to return sooner. Meng Die is still waiting for me," Lin Mo took a sip of water and continued walking through the wilderness.

Comprehending the Space Law, forcibly tearing open space to hide, and being gravely wounded by the President's golden broadsword, Lin Mo's energy was almost completely dispersed, making it imperative to find time to cultivate and recover.

"But what exactly is restraining that guy, preventing him from leaving?"

Lin Mo pondered silently.

To know that the Qingxuan Sect Master is at the Heavenly Sect, and due to the barrier constraints, cannot easily leave, yet the President pursuing him isn't a cultivator and thus isn't affected by the barrier, indicates he must be chasing in his real form.

Were it merely a clone, that would be terrifying.

No barrier constraints? Yet he'd rather abandon the pursuit to return!

Lin Mo slapped his forehead. There could only be one reason; the opponent had something more important than pursuing him for the ring.

"An important treasure?"

Lin Mo shook his head. Guessing blindly was no good, and given his current state, recklessly investigating would undoubtedly be courting death.

Actually, Lin Mo was already ten out of ten correct about his guess.

"Leave a trace here, I'll come back after recovering." Lin Mo said, extending a finger to carve a spiritual energy mark on a tree trunk.

Once his strength returns to its peak, even if he can't defeat the opponent, Lin Mo wouldn't be in such a sorry state.

Lin Mo walked for some distance, roughly estimating about ten miles, then sat cross-legged on a rock, taking out the Xuanyuan Sword. The Xuanyuan Sword hovered in the sky, the azure light of the sword contrasting vividly against the night, sometimes piercing through the firmament like a blue lightning bolt, sometimes circling back to rest beside Lin Mo, emitting a gentle buzzing sound as if in appeasement.

Being in the wild forest, there's always a risk of encountering wild beasts if luck doesn't favor you, and as Lin Mo needed to concentrate on cultivating to recover, he had to rely on Xuanyuan Sword to protect him temporarily.

Silvery starlight trickled down from the sky, the silvery-gray light converging onto Lin Mo.

The spiritual energy within a ten-kilometer radius surged toward Lin Mo like a tide as he operated the Yang Wood Divine Skill, a top-tier cultivation technique of the wood element with miraculous healing effects.

Bits of starlight fell on him, his skin's pores eagerly opening, akin to fish returning to the sea, breathing freely, drawing upon the power of the stars. The Yang Wood Divine Skill activated within his body, causing flecks of fluorescent green light to surface, continuously healing his internal injuries, his internal organs felt an unprecedented comfort, Lin Mo even sensed cellular regeneration, with injured muscle tissues beginning to orderly repair.

"The Yang Wood Divine Skill is indeed a top-tier healing cultivation technique, especially now that I'm in the forest with abundant wood elements." Lin Mo secretly marveled.

Approximately five kilometers away from Lin Mo's recovery site, several dark figures were leaping through the forest.

"Crash!"

A boar, about the size of a minivan, maintained its momentum as it slammed into a massive tree, causing the tree to tremble violently, and dry yellow leaves to flutter down.

Upon closer inspection, the boar surprisingly had no head, a large smooth cut was at its neck, with blood gushing out wildly.

Not far away, a boar's head rolled onto the underbrush, terror etched in its eyes.

"Damn it, didn't expect to run into such a big one. Looks like we're having boar meat tonight," a man in a black robe slowly withdrew his hand.

"Lanni, don't forget the Vice President's orders, we need to find traces of that guy!" a tall man standing beside uttered gravely.

"I know, John," the man in the black robe shook his head.

"Move on, the Vice President said that person was gravely injured by the President and likely hasn't escaped far," said a man wielding a giant axe.

The giant axe in his hand was about a meter long and enormously heavy, yet he wielded it effortlessly, as if it were a child's toy.

These three were members of the Superpower Alliance, each an extraordinarily powerful SS-level superpower user. The man in the black robe and the one with the giant axe bore a seven to eight-tenths resemblance, being twins; the axe-wielder was the elder brother, Lance, and the one in black was Lanni.

The remaining tall man was John, all three high figures in the Superpower Association.

"The President only managed to wound him; he must be a formidable person. Can we handle him?"

Lanni frowned.

"The President is very mysterious, it's said he has surpassed the SSS-level god tier," John whispered.

Both drew in a sharp breath simultaneously.

Though similarly high-ranking figures within the Superpower Alliance, John had the best relations with the Vice President Adolf, lending credulity to his words.

Regarding the mysterious President, various rumors circulated within the Superpower Alliance, some claiming he's a true god, others doubting his existence altogether, but the prevailing claim was that he was a god surpassing the SSS-level superpower users.

"Even the President couldn't kill him; the three of us..." Lance expressed concern.

"Don't worry, the President severely injured him. He probably used some mysterious treasure or magic to escape, otherwise, the President would surely have killed him. Even if we can't defeat him, the three of us working together can at least flee," John declared confidently.