Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

There are only two words that can define the Asura Battlefield—cruelty.

Demon Clan, Barbarian Demon, and Star Sky Alliance are engaging in brutal battles, with a death rate exceeding fifty percent.

Most who come here fall into two categories. The first is those whose lifespan has reached its limit, seeking breakthrough amidst intense combat for a chance at survival.

The second are individuals from the Star Sky Alliance, Demon Clan, and Barbarian Demon Clan who have been punished and sent directly to the Asura Battlefield, where their odds of survival are slim. Of course, besides these two reasons, there are others who come to the Asura Battlefield for various purposes, some seeking thrilling adventures, others looking for treasures or combat experience, and some who are fugitives wanted by the

Alliance and Demon Clan, Barbarian Demon Clan, also opt to enter the Asura Battlefield.

There’s an unspoken rule about the Asura Battlefield—as long as you enter, you’re isolated from the outside world, even fugitives don’t matter.

Because entering the chaotic scene is nine deaths and one life, leaving is nearly impossible.

”Is that the chaotic scene ahead?”

A young man with black robes and hair named Lin Li is floating in the air, his sword eyebrows underlining black eyes emitting sparks.

This person is Lin Mo. Directly in front of him is a black tower, about a hundred thousand kilometers high and thousands of kilometers wide, standing like a pillar in the endless Star Sea. A layer on the tower’s surface emits a subtle suppression, with golden marks swimming on it like mayflies.

”Asura Tower!”

Lin Mo looks up calmly at the black tower before him. He used the commander’s seal privileges of Zhenyang to check the records, and this black tower existed before the Star Domain Battlefield was born, surviving countless eras. Later, several Saints combined efforts to modify it, forming an isolated space with eighty-one black towers, creating the so-called ’Asura Battlefield’.

After all, frontline slaughter involves thousands of Realm Lords battling together, and the energy fluctuation can destroy any Star Domain. The protection of the Asura Tower ensures the space doesn’t collapse nor form a devouring Black Hole.

According to the Star Sky Alliance’s records, entering the Asura Battlefield is simple: sacrifice a drop of blood to the Asura Tower, then a token allows you in.

Lin Mo extends his slender index finger, a drop of crimson blood seeping from the tip.

A drop of blood flies to the black tower, directly absorbed by it. In the void, Lin Mo’s Divine Sea seems to resonate with the tower, then countless mayfly-like golden marks silently add one more.

The membrane layer on the tower surface bulges into a bubble, bursting into a black token filled with Evil Qi, slowly flying towards Lin Mo.

”Oh, what is this?” Lin Mo wonders, reaching out to take it and injects Divine Thought.

Subsequently, he gains all information about the black token.

The token, called the Asura Order, represents the identity of everyone entering the Asura Battlefield.

”Oh, then I’ll be called Lin Tanyu Asura.” Lin Mo smiles faintly.

The Asura Battlefield is more complicated than Lin Mo imagined. Each person entering is given such a token, killing others allows one to fuse their Asura Order, and the more tokens fused, the Asura Order will upgrade!

One-star Asura, Two-star Asura... and so on, with Nine Star Asura being the highest.

”What’s the purpose of the Asura Order?” Lin Mo slightly frowns.

Though unsure of the specific purpose of the Asura Order, Lin Mo believes the Asura Tower won’t issue orders without reason. The secret and purpose can only be uncovered by asking someone within.

At that moment, more dense text appears on the Asura Order, Lin Mo focuses intently.

”To leave the Asura Battlefield, you need to accumulate 1 billion Honor.” The Asura Tower sets ’conditional restrictions’ based on each person’s potential, Lin Mo’s sword eyebrows knit together, 1 billion Honor Points, those entering the chaotic scene are Advanced Realm Generals, even Intermediate World Generals, Low-level Realm Generals have abilities comparable to Advanced Realm Generals.

Killing a Realm Lord grants ten thousand Honor!

Furthermore, if the slain Realm Lord possesses 100,000 Honor Points, the Honor Points accumulate to oneself upon killing them!

Lin Mo feels a bit daunted, how long to accumulate 1 billion Honor Points? To escape.

Those with high Honor Points are probably the most challenging opponents.

Three years later, the ’Dongling World Lord’ legacy opens, a rare opportunity he doesn’t want to miss. Shaking his head, Lin Mo sighs inwardly, since he’s here, there’s no reason to retreat, especially as Meng Yu already entered the Asura Battlefield. Marquis Taoshan previously framed him, thousands of Realm Lords surrounded him, leading to a desperate situation,

If not for Meng Yu secretly assisting his escape, he might have died under Marquis Taoshan’s hand.

This time, the main goal is to rescue Meng Yu, wondering whether he’ll meet Meng Yu or how he’ll survive until then. He takes a deep breath, seriously safekeeping the Asura Order, and heads directly towards the front, sensing he permeates a layer, the atmosphere instantly changes, filled with a chilling aura and faint Blood Evil scent

This makes Lin Mo’s blood boil instantly, with an inherent urge to kill rising.

”The Asura Battlefield, the perennial slaughter, has changed the entire world’s atmosphere, truly terrifying!” Lin Mo is alarmed.

Looking back, he can still see the Asura Tower, sensing a layer isolating inside and outside, hindering the external world’s atmosphere. Without sufficient Honor Points accumulated, leaving the Asura Battlefield is impossible.

Subsequently, Lin Mo’s gaze becomes resolute, having entered the Asura Battlefield, like a taut bowstring with no turning back, only moving forward.

Woosh! Transforming into a flowing light, Lin Mo swiftly flies towards the interior of the Asura Battlefield. Commander’s seals cannot sense here; only the Asura Order can detect, feeling the presence of Star Sky Alliance, Demon Clan, Barbarian Demon Clan cultivators. Though Lin is

wanted by the Star Sky Alliance, he is still determined to belong to the Star Sky Alliance camp by the Asura Tower.

After flying for half a day, the Asura Order senses, detecting the aura of a Star Sky Alliance legion, about a thousand people gathered on a floating mainland. Most are quietly cultivating, some sitting together drinking and chatting, Lin Mo, as a ’newbie’, enters their view, soon a man in black soft armor with hedgehog-like short hair comes flying towards Lin Mo.

In the Asura Battlefield, the same camp’s slaughter won’t be detected by the commander’s seal, as here everything is isolated, isolating all outside information.

There are warriors from the Third-level Battlefield, hundreds of War Star Domains, Lin Mo’s name and image only circulates in the 81st War Star Domain, other domain’s people do not know him.

”Friend, new here?” The hedgehog-haired man asks with a smile.

Lin Mo nods, replies: ”Yes, I just entered the Asura Battlefield, I’m called Lin Tanyu.” ”Steel Spike!” The other responds, discovering Lin Mo has only low Realm General cultivation, his expression subtly changes; after all, in the Asura Battlefield, low Realm Generals are essentially cannon fodder.