Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme Chapter 1272 - 1313: Leave Something Behind

The distance between No.2 Island and No.1 Island is the closest, but as far as the eye can see, the islands are like the size of a face, so one can imagine there is quite a long distance between them.

However, for a cultivator, this distance is nothing. Ten minutes later, Lin Mo had already arrived at No.2 Island and dove directly into the jungle of the island. Each island has a similar structure, with only slight differences in so places.

For example, No.2 Island simultaneously has desert and ice plateau maps, one side extrely hot, and the other extrely cold, completely two extre environnts.

"Where in the world is the Nine-layered Colored Glaze Tower?"

Lin Mo frowned as he arrived at No.2 Island. Even if he spread out all his divine thought, it couldn't cover the entire island.

"Soone's here!"

Swoosh!

Divine thought detected the presence of battle aura from strong individuals thirty kiloters to the west. Lin Mo had just arrived at No.2 Island and needed to get information about the Nine-layered Colored Glaze Tower from others.

For Lin Mo's speed, thirty kiloters could be reached in one to two minutes.

Lin Mo concealed his divine thought; unless it's a Guiding Envoy or the Yin Yang Envoys, they couldn't detect Lin Mo's presence on the divine thought level. Other people... Lin Mo was yet to see Lord Tao's strength, so he didn't know if he could sense his divine thought.

After all, Lin Mo currently possessed two souls. In terms of soul strength, he had surpassed cultivators of the Golden Core Stage. If he deliberately restrained it, even the Guiding Envoys would find it hard to detect, let alone other cultivators.

Bam!

Roar!

Five hundred ters ahead, in the desert, amidst the endless yellow sand stood four figures, seemingly one person confronting the other three.

"So they are not hunting fierce beasts!"

Lin Mo concealed his presence; even if those four people stood right in front of him, they wouldn't be able to find him.

At this mont, Lin Mo seed to have beco part of the entire desert, not only because his soul strength was more robust than ordinary cultivators but also because two years of continuous insight into the Black Iron Plate had heightened his spatial sensing abilities.

"Rain King, hand over the Mystical Order, and I might spare your life!"

Among the three, one youth with handso features and dressed in silver armor looked at the opposite black-haired man dressed in tight clothes and said casually.

The youth in silver armor was a foreigner with golden hair and a handso face, his entire right arm wrapped in a layer of silver arm armor, faintly flashing with arcs of electricity, crackling.

"Ares, after collecting the Mystical Order over two painstaking years, asking to hand it over.... Honestly, I'm reluctant," the black-haired man clenched his fists tightly, glaring angrily at the young man in silver armor before him.

"If you want my Mystical Order, then kill , Rain King. I will not surrender, but fight to the death." The man nad Rain King emitted a strong aura all over, his black hair flowing in the windless sky, his face showing neither fear nor submission.

As he said, it was a fight to the death, with no surrender.

"All right, if you are courting death, then I'll grant it!"

Silver-haired Ares snorted coldly, his figure transford into a silver streak, charging towards Rain King. The distance between them was initially close; almost instantly, he was before Rain King, and the fist enveloped by the silver arm armor smashed toward Rain King's face.

Bam!

The sonic boom resounded suddenly.

Rain King's gaze was sharp as electricity. At the sa ti, he swung his fist, colliding with it.

It wasn't adorned with superfluous moves, just like an ordinary brawl, but both were top martial arts experts, their bodies harboring formidable and violent True Yuan.

When the two fists collided, it was like the explosion of a bomb, with shock waves spreading out like ocean waves.

Ares retreated tens of ters, while Rain King flew a hundred ters away. It was clear to see who was stronger.

"Rain King, your strength isn't weak, but you're clearly injured, plus I have the Hand of Ares aiding ; today, you are bound to perish here. However, if you can hand over the Mystical Order, I might spare your life. What do you think?" Ares didn't hurry to attack, instead standing in the sky, coldly watching Rain King.

Rain King raised his head, clenching his teeth, a firm light in his deep black eyes, "If you want to fight, let's fight. Stop wasting words."

"Since you are bent on dying, then I'll fulfill your wish, Ares' Fist."

Ares raised his arm, the silver arm armor enveloping his right arm emitted a brilliant starlight, as if gathering a powerful strike, releasing a terrifying aura that made one's heart palpitate...

Rain King's expression turned a bit more serious, his long black hair flowing behind him. His palms opened, one in front, one behind, assuming a stance that bore traces of martial techniques, but definitely not traditional ones.

"Wind Thunder Palm!"

As soon as the two moved, they unleashed a terrifying aura, palm after palm was struck, the air rippling, striking hundreds of tis in succession like a swift storm, imperable, with palm force bursting, causing the desert ground to erupt with geysers of soil.

"Rain King, et your end." Ares was surrounded by a layer of True Essence Shield, combined with the defensive power of his armor, almost impervious to Rain King's hand techniques. The brilliance on his right arm grew even brighter, and with a punch, it was like a Dragon Roar singing, the silver punch mark striking through the air, like a cannon being fired.

The annihilating aura carried by the silver punch mark made Rain King's face change dramatically.

During the fierce exchange between the two, suddenly a blurred shadow appeared in between them, gazing directly, with arms spread, palms open wide, forcibly blocking the incoming silver punch mark and the storm-like handprints!

Both Ares and Rain King were startled by the unexpected presence, showing shock on their faces.

It's known that both were super strong. To dare to intrude and block both their attacks ant bearing the brunt of their attacks, a feat not any ordinary expert would dare, at least a genius ranked within the top ten, even the top five.

"Who are you?" Ares frowned, his face showing a trace of caution.

On the islands, etings generally led to life and death duels, unless the two were closely matched and didn't want to suffer mutual destruction for them to coexist peacefully.

"You don't need to know who I am; hand over the Mystical Order and your silver arm armor, and I'll let you go!"

The shadow was none other than Lin Mo.

Lin Mo turned his head, grinned, quietly observing Ares.

With Lin Mo's current strength, he was definitely qualified to rank among the top five geniuses in the Golden Secret Realm Trial, naturally under the condition of unleashing all his trump cards.

"Sir, I bear no grudge against you. Why make it difficult for ?" Ares gritted his teeth, but his attitude beca more respectful. Like the mortal world, the Cultivation World was also governed by power, and in the mortal world, wealth and influence reigned supre, while in the Cultivation World, it was power. "Three Thousand Light and Shadow Swords!"