Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme-Chapter 1563 - 1399: Predicament

"Who does this Ice Skull belong to? Even after so many years of death, it still exudes such a powerful presence!"

Han Xiaowen's pretty face also showed a hint of surprise.

The Great Ruins open every once in a while, but in tens of thousands of years, only the Emperor of the Dayan Dynasty and the Sect Master of the Mystic Realm Sect have entered the core area of the Great Ruins. This Skull is clearly neither of them, which means this Ice Skull has been here for tens of thousands of years.

Even after tens of thousands of years of death, its remnants spill over, suggesting that this Ice Skull was a heroic figure who once struck awe into the world.

Lin Mo frowned, the suppression exuded by the Ice Skull was overwhelming, far more formidable than the Evil-breaking, who is also a World-level Expert. Back then, it must have been an extraordinary figure.

Yet such a brilliant figure died unnamed, stirring a sense of sorrow in the heart. In cultivation, who can achieve eternal immortality?

A slight feeling of melancholy surged in Lin Mo's heart, as time will eventually come, perhaps tens of thousands of years from now, he too might die nameless somewhere.

Shaking his head, Lin Mo immediately cut off this thought in his mind. Cultivation with the goal of eternal immortality is the ultimate goal of every cultivator. One day he will break through the shackles and truly become eternal with the universe.

"Look, there are inscriptions on this Ice Pillar?" Suddenly, Han Xiaowen exclaimed in a low voice.

Upon hearing the sound, Lin Mo raised his head, focusing his gaze on the Ice Pillar next to the Ice Skull. On the Ice Pillar was engraved a line of text, and as he saw this line of text, his pupils shrank suddenly.

This text, clearly written in the script of Huaxia, how could it appear in the Great Ruins?

"What kind of text is this?" Luo Dao frowned, puzzled.

"I vow to follow the Ice Emperor for life, regretting nothing unto death!"

Lin Mo slowly said, the text exuding an extremely ancient and desolate feeling, even after tens of thousands of years, the strong sense of solitude remained, growing even more intense as time passed.

"Regretting nothing unto death?" Han Xiaowen blinked slightly, glancing at the nearby Ice Skull. There was nothing beside the Ice Skull, indicating that any items had been taken after death, "It seems this Ice Skull was a devotee of the Ice Emperor in life."

"Sadly, the Ice Emperor is already dead!"

Lin Mo frowned, a sword-like eyebrow, and said faintly.

Upon these words, the Ice Skull suddenly burst into a dazzling light, an aged and ancient voice resounded through the sky, "The Ice Emperor is dead, the Ice Emperor is dead... a lifetime of following, Ao Lie, regretting nothing unto death!"

Everyone jumped in surprise, only to see the Ice Skull turning into fine ice shards and vanishing between heaven and earth.

"His obsession kept him here, with the Ice Emperor dead, his obsession likely has faded too?" Han Xiaowen murmured, a hint of melancholy surfacing on her delicate face. Women are always sentimental, even in the Cultivation World.

For the Ice Emperor, he remained here, his obsession lasting tens of thousands of years. One wonders what kind of unparalleled charm the Ice Emperor had back then to make such a strong person willingly end this way, dying nameless.

"The Ice Emperor... who is she?" Lin Mo clenched his fist, his mind filled with the figure in the Blue Star Ice Hall, why send away Xia Mengdie, and why give me the Ice Cloud Netherworld Record.

These doubts were deeply buried in Lin Mo's heart. He always wanted to understand the purpose of the Ice Emperor.

Why would such an exalted Empress take an interest in a nobody like him, even intervening in his life.

Sigh!

Lin Mo took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and then cast out the doubts in his mind. One day, all mysteries will unravel. His gaze fell again on the light fragment within the Ice Pillar, which emitted an extremely peculiar fluctuation.

In the dire zone, Lin Mo expended considerable effort to obtain ten Original Law Fragments, yet now he surprisingly reaped twelve Original Law Fragments this time.

Just as Lin Mo prepared to shatter the Ice Pillar to extract the Original Law Fragments, the sound of a breaking wind suddenly reached the ears of the four.

Lin Mo quickly turned around, Han Xiaowen, Luo Dao, and Wei Ming simultaneously turned their heads, only to see several figures appearing in the Ice Plateau, rushing towards them at extreme speed, rapidly enlarging in their pupils.

"It's people from the Dayan Dynasty and the Mystic Realm Sect..."

Han Xiaowen was startled, it seemed impossible to take the Original Law Fragments now, they've already been discovered.

The Dayan Dynasty led by Rong Xiaofeng, followed by four attendants, with Zhou Bing among them; another party also comprised five people, led by Duanmu Yin, followed by several Mystic Realm Sect Inner Sect Disciples, all with not insignificant strength.

"Mr. Lin, we should quickly take the Original Law Fragments and leave here." Han Xiaowen furrowed her delicate brows, urging.

Lin Mo's sword-like eyebrows slightly furrowed, shaking his head with a faintly peculiar smile tugging at his lips, "It's too late to take the Original Law Fragments and leave now!"

In a moment, both groups stood before Lin Mo and the others, everyone's gaze fervently fixated on the Ice Pillar glittering with brilliant light beside them.

"Original Law Fragments..."

"And quite a few of them... there are twelve Original Law Fragments in total!"

Everyone's eyes glowed a deep red, staring intently at the Ice Pillar, directly ignoring Lin Mo and the others still standing nearby.

"Brother Duanmu, we discovered these Original Law Fragments simultaneously. How about we split them in half?" Rong Xiaofeng looked at the dazzling light within the Ice Pillar, his eyes brimming with an exceedingly intense glint of greed, suggesting to Duanmu Yin.

Duanmu Yin frowned slightly, not immediately agreeing, evidently pondering something, his gaze fleetingly glancing at Lin Mo and the others standing aside. Although he wasn't fond of Lin Mo, even harboring a hint of hostility, Lin Mo was undoubtedly a disciple of the Mystic Realm Sect.

"Are you discussing how to split the Original Law Fragments as if we're air?" Lin Mo sneered.

Rong Xiaofeng slightly lifted his chin, staring coldly at Lin Mo. Last time Lin Mo had embarrassed him in front of everyone, this grudge was still etched in his mind, a mocking smile emerging on his face: "Oh, so you're also here?"

This statement seemed to suggest he barely noticed Lin Mo or perhaps never even regarded him.

"These Original Law Fragments were discovered by me first. If you want Original Law Fragments, you can look elsewhere." Lin Mo stated coldly, not backing down from the cold glance in Rong Xiaofeng's eyes.

"Just because you saw them first doesn't make them yours! Don't even think about taking a single law fragment from here today!" Rong Xiaofeng's lips curled into a cruel arc, his gaze sharp, resembling a lurking, malevolent Poison Snake.

Lin Mo glanced at the silent Duanmu Yin. Duanmu Yin and he were fellow disciples of the Mystic Realm Sect, yet he said nothing, clearly intending to monopolize the law fragments here, though embarrassed to state it plainly since Lin Mo was also a sect disciple.

"Lin Mo is a disciple of my Mystic Realm Sect, and he discovered these Law Fragments first. Should the Young Prince wish to directly seize them, I, Duanmu Yin, cannot stand idly by. However, as the Law Fragments are ownerless objects, I suggest a competition between the Young Prince and Lin Mo, where the victor claims the Law Fragments!" Duanmu Yin spoke out suddenly after a moment of silence, raising his voice clearly.