Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

"Bang!"

With a loud crash, Lin Mo's fist erupted with golden light, shattering the green Primordial Qi Pill into pieces. A massive shockwave spread out, creating a huge imprint beneath his feet, while the surrounding sand spread out like waves for kilometers.

"Truly a genius from the Heavenly Sect, far beyond Qing Xuan's level."

Lin Mo was secretly astonished.

"Don't compare me with that waste. I've pursued power my entire life, aiming for the highest Realm. Qing Xuan is nothing but trash," Qingzong snorted coldly.

Lin Mo frowned. Qingzong was indeed a genius, but to hear him dismiss his own brother Qing Xuan as trash was disturbing. A man who had entered the path this deeply was likely mad and stood no chance of reaching a higher Realm in the future.

Qingzong transformed into a beam of green light, breaking the sound barrier in an instant and disappearing from where he stood.

In the spot he vanished from, the ground was indented and sand whipped up wildly, soon reappearing right in front of Lin Mo.

"Killing you today will free my heart of demons. Lin Tanyu, aid me in achieving the Innate Realm."

Qingzong shouted as he geared up to clash with Lin Mo using his fists and feet.

Having cultivated in Immortal City for half a year and scarcely exercised, Lin Mo was thrilled to encounter a master like Qingzong, shooting out an intense fighting will as he vanished in a flash, turning into a beam of golden light.

Xia Mengdie, Sima Zining, and Yao Dou could only see the blurs of green and golden light colliding. The air itself seemed to shatter under their immense power, continuously generating sonic booms.

Wherever they went, space seemed on the verge of tearing open.

Qingzong threw a punch, and Lin Mo kicked fiercely, neither showing any weakness. They separated instantly, only to clash again in ongoing battle.

For the two of them, technical moves and tactics typically used by ordinary Martial Artists were rendered useless. In the face of overwhelming power, all skills and tactics became superfluous.

Their fight was purely a brutal collision of physical might and internal strength.

"Lin Tanyu, you truly have not disappointed me."

Qingzong became more fervent the more they fought.

"Neither have you."

Lin Mo's blood boiled equally, delighted by Qingzong's formidable strength.

Their fists collided, sending a ring-shaped wave expanding through the air. Both men simultaneously retreated hundreds of meters, then hovered mid-air.

"Unexpected to find your kind in the mundane world, you're probably the strongest, save for one," Qingzong said slowly, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth.

Lin Mo furrowed his brows, "Who are you speaking of?"

"I'll tell you when you're dead," Qingzong sneered, "I don't want to waste more time on you."

Then, Qingzong's body wrapped in green 'ribbons' composed of Spiritual Energy enveloped him, his skin gradually turning into a translucent azure, shimmering like glass.

His arms, legs, shoulders, neck, and face, almost all turned into a luminous azure akin to Treasure Phase Glass. The sky gathered clouds and wind, and a giant figure about ten meters tall with three heads and six arms, and an imposing Qing-faced appearance loomed behind Qingzong, exuding a majestic aura.

"What is this?" Sima Zining and Xia Mengdie exclaimed together.

"Qinggang Saint Body?"

Lin Mo recognized it instantly—it was a unique constitution inherent to Qingzong.

These individuals were favored by the heavens at birth, cultivating many times faster than ordinary Cultivators. This special constitution even allowed them to challenge foes beyond their own level.

"It is an honor for you that I have used the Qinggang Saint Body to kill you," Qingzong said, his face curling into a sinister smile.

Yet in the next second, Qingzong suddenly looked stunned.

Lin Mo's body burst into a bloom of golden light, reminiscent of a Buddha statue.

"Genius doesn't guarantee success. Those incredible star-studded strong ones didn't initially possess so-called Talent or Sacred Bodies, but in the end, those who stood strong in the starry sky were they."

Lin Mo spoke indifferently.

Instantly, one could see inch by inch of golden scales covering Lin Mo's body, nearly the same as Qingzong, completely enveloping his figure.

It was as if he was wearing the heavy armor of ancient soldiers, and at this moment, Lin Mo was cloaked in Golden Armor, radiating brilliant light.

"Do you also have a Sacred Body?" Qingzong's eyes widened, showing a look of astonishment.

"It's not a Sacred Body, just a Cultivation Technique."

Lin Mo had cultivated the Vast Universe Technique to the Great Achievement Realm of the first level, which led to this transformation.

"Heh, how would a common cultivator like you understand the power of a Sacred Body?" Qingzong clenched his fist, snorted coldly, and his body once again transformed into a streak of green starlight, moving several times faster than before.

Lin Mo also transformed into a golden meteor once more.

The disturbance caused by their duel this time was even greater, tearing through the air and creating a bizarre spectacle of reversed currents.

In the desert, the slopes and dunes turned into gravel due to their fight; fortunately, it was in the wilderness. Had it been in a city, their duel could have destroyed half of the city.

"Mountain River Fist."

Lin Mo threw a punch, the air vibrated, shining like a dazzling golden meteor.

"Qingming Fist!"

Qingzong threw a punch too, darkness fell over the moon and sun, the world seemed to turn upside down, and a thundering noise erupted as if the apocalypse had descended.

Their strike sent them both flying backward, creating a huge crater in the ground.

Lin Mo skidded across the desert, leaving a track about a mile long before he stopped.

But Qingzong was sent flying about two miles before he stopped.

"How is this possible, I am a born Sacred Body, how could I lose to you," Qingzong nearly crushed his teeth, his eyes filled with rage.

"I told you long ago, a genius doesn't necessarily last till the end, and you lack the Dao Heart to become the strongest."

Lin Mo spoke slowly.

Qingzong's eyes widened, and threads of blood appeared in his eyes, gradually weaving together into a patch of red.

Six months ago, he knew Lin Mo and Xia Mengdie had fallen into a Space Rift, and with his combative nature, he should have charged into the Space Rift; however, he hesitated at that moment, causing an imperceptible crack in his Dao Heart.

Only Qingzong knew about this; how could Lin Mo know?

"You don't have the invincible belief, nor the confidence to win. You can't defeat me," Lin Mo shook his head.

"No, I must kill you today."

Qingzong roared, suddenly his body radiating azure light, and spiritual energy from dozens of miles around crazily surged into his body. Accompanied by a clear chirping sound, Qingzong suddenly transformed into a long azure dragon, menacingly charging towards Lin Mo.

Lin Mo pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword from his spine, closed his eyes, swung the sword, and the world seemed to collapse while the winds and clouds converged, his eyes filled with an unbeatable conviction.

The sword light cascaded like a waterfall, striking the giant azure dragon.

After everything dissipated, Qingzong was kneeling on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

The azure-colored 'shell' covering his body started to crack and then disappear.

"I... I've lost..."

With reluctance in his eyes, Qingzong's life ebbed away.

Huaxia, Lobu Lake.

In September, Lin Mo emerged from seclusion and slew Qingzong.