Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

”Cultivating a demon body, indeed, cannot avoid side effects.”

Lin Mo sighed softly. Although he had the Blood Demon Vine cultivate the ’Demon Body Refining Method,’ making his soul effectively separate from his body, wearing the soft armor formed by the Blood Demon Vine for a long time inevitably tainted him with some Blood Evil Qi.

Demon Transformation, being in a state of Demon Transformation for too long can easily lead to losing one’s sanity and becoming a monster driven solely by slaughter.

On Earth, there was a time when he had fallen into a state of Demon Transformation in order to save his mother. However, as his cultivation improved and his Heart Realm advanced, he had completely gained control over the ’Demon Thought’ within him, and he hadn’t succumbed to a state of Demon Transformation for a long time.

”Too dangerous.”

Lin Mo still felt a lingering fear in his heart. Framed by Luo Yingning, Marquis Taoshan sent people after him. The killing intent and hatred that arose within him spawned a ’Demon Transformation’ mindset, driving him to rapidly comprehend stronger sword skills and possess a more formidable Heart Realm, nearly leading to a deviation into

the demon path, unable to extricate himself.

After Demon Transformation, if one cannot awaken oneself or receive help from others, they might forever fall into the demon path, becoming a true demon. Just moments ago, Lin Mo entered a ’Demon Transformation’ mindset, filled with endless killing intent, and if not for a sudden blooming of a green lotus in his heart, or an appearance of a solemn Buddha statue in front of him, he might have been completely lost in the endless slaughter,

never to awaken again.

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out all over Lin Mo’s body. He understood that the sudden blossoming of a green lotus in his heart and the appearance of a holy Buddha statue were results of his prolonged reading of Buddhist and Taoist classics. Without these timely interventions to awaken him from the state of Demon Transformation, the consequences

would have been unimaginable.

”Walking the path of the sword in such a way is indeed not feasible,” Lin Mo murmured softly.

He wanted to break through using this mindset; although his strength had increased considerably, and the sword skills he displayed were full of killing intent, he had clearly taken a wrong turn.

Star Domain Battlefield honing for fourteen years, have I only understood the mindset of ’stopping killing with killing’?

Lin Mo sighed gently in his heart, suddenly raised his head, noticing many powerful auras swiftly approaching him, among them two extremely powerful auras, comparable to the level of the Eight-clawed Barbarian Demon he had slain.

Surrounding space rippled like waves, then quickly returned to calm.

”Space blockade?” A glint of coldness flashed in Lin Mo’s eyes.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Immediately after, several figures radiating strong auras flew in quickly, their shadows flickering, surrounding him completely, with waves of Spiritual Power converging to lock onto him.

Members of the Star Sky Alliance, two Advanced Realm Generals, twelve Intermediate World Generals, and hundreds of Low-level Realm Generals, do they really think that highly of me?

”Oh, are you the Rider Captain?” Among the crowd, a burly man, standing three meters tall, with tightly knotted muscles, flew to the front, his eagle-like eyes locked sharply on Lin Mo.

Lin Mo glanced at him and said, ”I haven’t colluded with the Demon Clan. If you believe me, leave now. If not, I don’t mind killing you.” Hearing Lin Mo’s words, Fan Zhen was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter, his face twisted, as if he had heard an extremely absurd joke, tilting his head, ”Oh, you haven’t colluded with the Demon Clan? Your wanted order has already been issued in our Commander’s Seal, along with footage of you killing members of the Star Sky Alliance. If you’re going to deny it, at least come up with a reason, right? As for wanting to kill me, I’m curious to know what methods you have!” Fan Zhen’s eyes darkened slightly, killing intent flashed within, unexpectedly launching a punch at Lin Mo, pure and robust True Yuan surged like a mountain, shaking the surrounding space. The True Yuan condensed into a Punch Mark, tearing through the air, and charged at Lin Mo with an unstoppable force.

Whoosh!

Lin Mo, with an air of nonchalance, tilted the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, an extremely ethereal sword light met the True Essence Fist Seal.

In an instant, the sharp sword light sliced through the Punch Mark, shattering the incoming Punch Mark with a crashing force into fragments, vanishing without a trace.

Only circles of energy waves spread out in ripples in all directions, raising a hundred-foot wave of sand in the desert.

”No wonder you could easily kill two Intermediate World Generals, you indeed have some skills, and your sword is also a good sword,” Fan Zhen said. This tentative attack didn’t have much power; Pan Zhen didn’t expect a casual punch to kill Lin Mo, everything was within expectations, but his eyes were fixated on the Xuanyuan Sword, unabashedly revealing the greed and desire in his eyes, ”Your sword will belong to me!”

Fan Zhen flipped his palms, grasping a pair of rhombus-shaped golden maces in his palms, which emitted a dazzling golden light, godly and imposing, evidently a powerful Treasure.

Holding the golden maces, Fan Zhen’s True Yuan erupted like a volcano, charging directly towards Lin Mo, the golden maces crackling with thunder, the atmosphere roaring fiercely.

The rest were watching, no one intervened to help; Fan Zhen was an Advanced Realm General, renowned in the 81st battlefield, dealing with a low-level Realm General was like an adult bullying a child.

More Realm Generals just watched, hoping for a good show, standing aside to watch.

”Kill!” Lin Mo’s eyes turned cold, and the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand danced.

A chilling and bleak aura surged out; although after Demon Transformation his sword path strayed, he had also comprehended the essence of some new sword skills, one of which was killing intent, a cold murderous atmosphere surging like a roaring sea, causing Fan Zhen’s face to change instantly.

The clashing of metal echoed without end.

Sand whipped into a frenzy; towering mountains crumbled, the desert was ravaged by their attacks like a ’raging sea.’ Fan Zhen, initially contemptuous and dismissive, had lost much of his arrogance after bringing out his Treasure, acknowledging Lin Mo, yet after a succession of attacks, he hadn’t gained any upper hand, instead, under the enveloping Sword Intent of Lin Mo,

his body felt a chilling fear. Having spent hundreds of years in the Star Domain Battlefield, participating in multiple small and large-scale battles, he had genuinely grown into an Advanced Realm General, far beyond those purely relying on innate talent and resources to cultivate. In terms of mindset and strength,

he was stronger than ordinary Advanced Realm Generals.

”Only a low-level Realm General, and yet I can’t deal with him?” Fan Zhen felt both shocked and angry.

The watching Realm Generals also restrained their contempt and smiles, the overwhelmingly one-sided victory they imagined hadn’t materialized; instead, Fan Zhen was at a disadvantage.

Lin Mo’s sword skill was cold, like a flood beast charging at Fan Zhen, while Fan Zhen was like a giant ship, wavering in the tempestuous sea, at risk of being shattered to pieces by the sword waves and meeting a shipwreck’s end.

Lin Mo comprehended the Sword Intent of Killing of the battlefield, cold and bloodthirsty with boundless killing intent. Fan Zhen gripped his golden maces, employing all his martial arts techniques, yet within Lin Mo’s somber Sword Intent, he couldn’t stir even the slightest wave, highlighting the gap in martial arts mentality between the two. Lin Mo had just awakened from the Demon Transformation state, still carrying a trace of its aura, unleashing sword skills wild and rampant.

Boom!

An opportunity arose, several sword lights struck Fan Zhen’s chest.

Fan Zhen felt a pain in his chest, and the condensed True Yuan nearly collapsed, his body rolled in mid-air, quickly flying backward, with a splash of bright red blood at the corner of his mouth. Shocked, amazed, unwilling, and even slightly fearful, Fan Zhen hastily stabilized himself, standing remotely in the air, his pupils slightly contracting with a deeply complex gaze fixed on Lin Mo. Was he truly a low-level Realm General?