Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

”Ten Thousand Mountains Seal!”

Suddenly, the young man in the green shirt found a sliver of opportunity. He immediately performed the Hand Seals, and the floating emerald mountain abruptly withdrew its light from Chen Qinggong and the other two elders, who simultaneously felt a sense of relief wash over them.

Without warning, the Ten Thousand Mountains Seal bore down with a colossal and desolate pressure, crashing from the sky towards Lin Mo. ”So what if you have brute force? This time, I’ll crush you into a meat patty!” The young man in the green shirt glared with venomous intent and sneered coldly.

From the heavens above, the massive emerald seal carried a weight of ten thousand catties, almost as if trying to grind the very air itself into pieces, exuding a tremendous might as it descended from above.

In the face of this immense pressure, nobody harbored the slightest doubt; even the most advanced armored heavy tanks in the world would be squashed into heaps of scrap metal.

Even those who had full confidence in Lin Tanyu couldn’t help but sweat bullets for him at this moment.

Lin Mo lifted his head, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. A Medium-level Spiritual Artifact, he had previously feared none, let alone now. His body had been hardened by the Starry Sky Tower, his physical form comparable to a Treasure.

”To die under the Qingshan Seal, consider it your good fortune,” the young man in the green shirt said, his voice sharp as a cold smirk crossed his face.

But at that moment, Lin Mo did not evade at all; instead, he clenched his fists as True Qi surged wildly within him. Stomping his foot, he shot upwards like an arrow towards the sky, vanishing in an instant.

Cracks sprawled out from beneath his feet across the entire flat top.

In that instant, not only did the young man in the green shirt reveal a horrified expression.

The Martial Artists of the other mountain peaks also changed their expressions drastically. Weiwei clenched her fists, biting her teeth hard, whispering lowly, ”He... he’s actually become this powerful!”

As Lin Mo left the ground, the air split with a piercing sound, almost enough to rupture one’s eardrums.

Thoughts of the crowd were in turmoil, but in the next moment, Lin Mo had already appeared before the Qingshan Seal, his fists like the war hammer of a Heavenly God, unleashing a tremendous power that violently smashed into the Qingshan Seal.

The thunderous boom roared like thunder and lightning, the sound waves spread out in a wave-like pattern for a hundred miles, and the Martial Artists who were slightly less powerful felt their blood churn and bleed from their nostrils.

Even the powerful Martial Gods trembled in their souls.

”What tremendous strength,” Wu Yihan’s eyes leaked envy.

In an instant, the Qingshan Seal shook violently before shrinking from a mountain to the size of a palm seal, returning to the young man in the green shirt’s hand.

Upon inspection, a fine crack could be seen etched on the square seal, his face revealing a pained expression. But then, looking at Lin Mo, that pain transformed into horror, ”You... how could you possibly break the Qingshan Seal? It’s a Medium-level Spiritual Artifact... if the master finds out, I won’t avoid punishment!”

”You dare to boast here with merely a Medium-level Spiritual Artifact,”

Lin Mo spoke, his figure disappearing from the spot, and in the next moment, he appeared in front of the young man in the green shirt.

The green-shirted youth’s pupils dilated sharply, and Lin Mo’s knee bent, forcefully smashing into the young man’s face, who was sent flying backward like a cannonball once again.

”Cough cough!” The young man in the green shirt slowly stood up from the dust, performing a sealing spell with his hands, his body emitting a green Spiritual Energy that continually repaired his wounds. His eyes, full of resentment, fixed on Lin Mo as he sneered suddenly, ”Well played, Lin Tanyu, well done, Huaxia Martial Arts World. You bunch of monkeys dare to harm me...”

He was cut off mid-sentence by Lin Mo’s supersonic punch that fiercely landed on his chin, sending him flying thirty meters into the air.

The next second, Lin Mo appeared at his side and delivered another kick to his body.

The young man in the green shirt was kicked around in the air like a rag doll by Lin Mo, and the martial artists on the mountain were almost dumbfounded.

Lin Mo wasn’t hitting very hard, but each strike inflicted considerable pain.

”Bang!”

Lin Mo stomped down from the sky, stepping on the youth in the green shirt and directly plunging him into the ground, causing the whole mountain to tremble.

With Lin Mo’s foot on him, the youth in the green shirt sank into the ground, his chest caved in, vomiting blood from his mouth.

”Now do you still think the people from the Inner Martial World are just monkeys?” Lin Mo looked down at him from high above.

”How dare... dare you humiliate me like this... My family head will never let you off,” the youth in the green shirt glared at Lin Mo with a venomous look.

Lin Mo slightly furrowed his brow, ”And who is your family head?”

”My family head is the Qingxuan Master of the Qingxuan Sect in the Heavenly Sect, a genius within. If he makes a move, killing you would be as easy as crushing an ant,” the youth in the green shirt sneered.

”Are you saying, by saying these things, you’re telling me I should watch whose dog I’m beating?” Lin Mo spoke with an indifferent smile.

”You...”

Hearing Lin Mo’s words, the youth in the green shirt was almost vomiting blood, staring at him furiously.

”Today, I’m going to kill you and let your Qingxuan Master come to take your revenge,” Lin Mo said about to take action when suddenly a voice rang throughout the mountain, ”Fellow Taoist, please show mercy.”

At that moment, a figure appeared on the flat top; almost no one knew how she had appeared.

The newcomer was an old woman, hunched over, supporting herself with a serpent-headed cane, dressed in coarse clothes, looking like the most common vagabond you’d see at the train station, but a heart-thumping power emanated from her.

”Snake Lord.” When the youth in the green shirt saw the arrival, a trace of joy appeared on his face, ”Kneel down and apologize quickly, or else all of you will die today.”

Lin Mo moved his foot with force, ”Crack!” breaking a few more of the green-shirted youth’s ribs, causing him excruciating pain that made him gasp for air.

Zhuang Daoxin, Zhang Gulu, Chen Qinggong, and others also looked doubtfully at the old woman who had suddenly appeared.

The old woman looked at the green-shirted youth lying on the ground, then glanced at Lin Mo, her brows slightly furrowed, but a sharp gleam flashed through her eyes, ”Greetings to all, I am from the Qingxuan Sect of the Heavenly Sect. This is Luo Yin, a disciple of the Qingxuan Sect. He was disrespectful, but surely none of you wish to oppose our Heavenly Sect?”

Although it sounded like she was making peace, the threat in her voice was clear to everyone.

The martial artists on the mountain gasped for air. Just a disciple of the Qingxuan Sect had enough influence to make the Martial Arts World bow down, and as for the power of the old woman and the Qingxuan Sect Master, let alone the Head of the Qingxuan Sect, no one knew how formidable their strengths were.

”What I hate most is being threatened!”

No sooner had Lin Mo spoken, than he stomped down, crushing a hole into the body of the youth in the green shirt. His True Qi violently shuddered, and before the youth’s soul could even attempt to flee, it was shattered to dust.

The old woman’s eyes widened, gripping her serpent-headed cane tightly, her eyes like shooting fire.

The other martial artists’ pupils shrank. This was the rhythm of starting a war with the Heavenly Sect!

(Tomorrow’s wonderful continuation.)