Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme-Chapter 1332 - 1301: A Bunch of Trash

Rumble rumble…

"What's happening?"

"What's going on..."

"It's coming from the direction of the palace..."

Lin Mo was on the outskirts of the Secret Realm, and he too felt the intense tremors. Frowning with sword-like eyebrows, he thought to himself, "Could it be that they have already broken through the sealing?"

"Could it be that the two Sect Masters have already opened the seal?" Guo Yuan showed excitement on his face.

"If they have opened the seal, the Sect Master would have informed us. Better not act recklessly," Hong Ji reminded him.

The three continued their patrol on the outskirts. Two cultivators from the Yin Yang Shishen Sect were flying toward the palace; both were in the late-stage Condensation Stage, just a step away from forming their Golden Core.

"Greetings, Elders Chuantian and Hei Qi."

Guo Yuan and Hong Ji immediately bowed and called out respectfully when they saw the two.

"Hmm." The two white-haired elders nodded, glanced at them, and quickly flew towards the palace.

Just as they flew about a thousand meters, one of them suddenly turned, sending a palm strike towards Lin Mo. Two powerful gusts combined into one, comparable to a strike from a Golden Core Stage cultivator.

"Have I been discovered?"

Lin Mo immediately unleashed a thousand-fold combat power, forming a Spiritual Energy Shield around his body, effortlessly blocking the strike.

"Elders..."

"Jiang Beian..."

Guo Yuan and Hong Ji were initially stunned, then their eyes widened.

"The Soul Fires of Jiang, Shuiyuan, and Qin Chi have already been extinguished. You cannot be Jiang Beian!" Elder Hei Qi yelled fiercely.

"Didn't expect to be discovered so quickly, how boring."

Lin Mo curled his mouth into a peculiar smile, his form slightly shifted and returned to his original appearance.

"You are..."

"Lin, Lin Mo..."

"Which demon is this."

No one in the Yin Yang Shishen Sect did not recognize Lin Mo's appearance.

"Didn't expect to meet me here?"

Lin Mo gave a cold smile, drew the Xuanyuan Sword, and slashed in mid-air. Four golden sword lights slashed towards the four cultivators of the Yin Yang Shishen Sect.

The four had no time to react and were cleaved in half by the golden sword light, their souls instantly eroded and destroyed by the Sword Qi.

By unleashing a thousand-fold combat power, even ordinary Golden Core or Sun Wheel Realm powerhouses couldn't resist, let alone four cultivators who hadn't even reached the Golden Core Stage.

However, by doing so, Lin Mo completely exposed his identity.

Many cultivators inside the Eastern Emperor Bell had already noticed the fluctuations of spiritual energy in this direction and flew over.

Inside the golden palace.

The moment Lin Mo unleashed the golden sword light, both Zheng Xiu Yan and Zheng Jinhao's expressions changed.

"It's Lin Mo's aura!"

"Didn't expect that guy to come now."

"Damn it, coming to cause trouble at such a critical moment." Zheng Jinhao clenched his fists, seeming to have flames of anger burning in his eyes. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

In front of them was a transparent barrier that rippled like waves, inside of which lay a treasure hoard left by the first ancestors of the Yin Yang Shishen Sect, piled like a small mountain of Magic Treasures and Elixirs.

Ever since Pei Yongjun died in the Golden Secret Realm, Zheng Xiu Yan and Zheng Jinhao had been plotting, fearing revenge from Lin Mo. The only way was to enhance their own strength.

After expending considerable effort, they broke through the barrier of the Donghuang Bell Secret Realm, entering it to search for treasures, only for Lin Mo to show up at this time.

"Na-Mei, find a way to break this barrier as soon as possible, I'll go deal with Lin Mo." Zheng Jinhao gritted his teeth, his eyes shooting out icy sparks.

"But right now..."

Zheng Xiu Yan frowned, clearly worried.

"Even if he's a genius disciple of the Mystic Realm Sect, so what? Are you afraid that killing him will incur the wrath of the Mystic Realm Sect? At worst, kill him, then find a way to leave Yu Lan Star." As Zheng Jinhao spoke, his body transformed into a stream of light, disappearing inside the palace.

Zheng Xiu Yan sighed, now regretting provoking Lin Mo, otherwise, the Yin Yang Shishen Sect wouldn't be in such a predicament.

"Lin Mo, you must die."

Zheng Xiu Yan venomously bit her teeth, then immediately focused on breaking the barrier in front of her.

"Disciples of the Yin Yang Shishen Sect, heed my order: intercept and kill Lin Mo. Whoever can slay Lin Mo will be rewarded with a million top-grade spiritual stones."

Zheng Jinhao's voice echoed throughout the entire Golden Secret Realm.

All the cultivators who had reached the Innate Stage in the Yin Yang Shishen Sect had practically gathered inside the Eastern Emperor Bell, saving Lin Mo from going to the Sect itself, about two hundred cultivators transformed into streaks of light flying towards Lin Mo.

Lin Mo's notorious reputation was well-known among all the disciples of the Yin Yang Shishen Sect.

But no one believed that even with hundreds of cultivators simultaneously attacking Lin Mo, he could hold on; there were always those who harbored a fluke mentality.

"Thunder Shock Technique!"

"Fire Snake..."

"Fierce Wind Roll..."

"Sand Life Bundle..."

All kinds of Magic Techniques covered the sky, rushing towards Lin Mo.

The majority in the Yin Yang Shishen Sect were Magic Users, though some Martial Artists existed as well.

The Magic Users began unleashing their magic from a long distance, even setting up Arrays, gathering powerful magic.

Rumble rumble…

Slash slash... Zzz... Dazzling spells caused the air to tremble, seeming as though the entire space was about to collapse under such energy attacks, but this was only a surface phenomenon. To truly shatter space would require the strength of that elder from the Mystic Realm Sect.

The power of hundreds of cultivators' spell convergence was formidable.

Lin Mo unleashed his thousand-fold combat power, holding up a massive Spiritual Energy Shield around his body; spells hitting the shield burst into brilliant 'sparks', and the Spiritual Energy Shield felt as if it would almost falter.

"Slash!"

Lin Mo gripped the Xuanyuan Sword and swung fiercely backward, slicing through three hidden Samurai, their bodies severed in the middle, dissipating like wind and clouds.

Lin Mo simultaneously resisted the magic attacks outside while dealing with the nearby Martial Artists.

In his hand, the Xuanyuan Sword seemed like a death-dealing weapon, with Martial Artists perishing wherever it went. The gap in power was too large, essentially in a crushing state; while it's possible for ants to kill an elephant, these Mystic Realm Sect disciples were still too few, not counting their failure to coordinate their magic, unable to unleash its full potential.

"Three Thousand Light and Shadow Swords!"

Lin Mo slashed at four nearby Martial Artists, then immediately formed a spell in his hand. In the sky, countless golden Light Swords burst forth a chilly golden light, shooting towards distant Magic Users like a shower of hesitation.

For a while, cries of agony filled the Secret Realm.

The cultivators of the Mystic Realm Sect grew more alarmed the longer they fought; unbelievably, they couldn't defeat Lin Mo, a mere late-stage Condensation cultivator, despite their numbers.

Two Mystic Realm Sect cultivators turned pale with fear, immediately fleeing towards the exit of the Eastern Emperor Secret Realm, but before they could advance a hundred meters, their bodies split in two, falling. Just then, a tall man clad in ancient armor appeared before their fallen bodies, gripping two long blades as black as ink.