Survival in the Mist: From a Dilapidated Wooden Hut to a Heavenly Palace in the Clouds

Chapter 291 Slaying the Black Flame, A Great Harvest

The tall man gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath, gaining a new understanding of Mo Ming's strength.

The shorter man was forced to retreat repeatedly by the fire dragon, his face grim. He raised his hands, and the earth and stones on the ground quickly coalesced into a thick stone shield, blocking the fire dragon's attack. Even so, he could still feel the intense heat of the flames, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

Upon seeing this, the leading orange-level man frowned slightly. He hadn't expected that Mo Ming, who was only a crimson-purple-level, could be so composed under the combined attack of the two of them; he was clearly no ordinary person.

He snorted coldly, waved his arm, and a thick bolt of lightning descended from the sky, striking Mo Ming directly on the head.

"Thunder's Fury!"

The lightning was incredibly fast, almost instantly approaching Mo Ming's head the moment the orange-level man made his move. However, Mo Ming was prepared. His Abyss Burst Armor suddenly lit up, and a deep darkness immediately appeared around him, as if connecting to an endless abyss.

"abyss!"

The power of darkness spread instantly, forming a huge vortex black hole that sucked the lightning bolt into it, making it disappear.

Only a small amount of lightning remained and exploded on Mo Ming's body, but the damage was negligible.

At the same time, a powerful suction force came from the vortex, directly approaching the orange-level man and causing the ground beneath his feet to crack.

Since consuming two Saint Essence Fruits, Mo Ming has not only improved his control over spiritual power, but also gained a new understanding of his Radiant Orange-grade equipment.

Originally, the development of the Abyss was limited to slowing down and distracting surrounding enemies.

But now... Mo Ming has taken it to a whole new level.

He changed the form of the abyss, turning it into a black hole that could divide and devour spiritual energy attacks, and the abyss's cooldown time was also converted into the consumption of spiritual energy.

In other words, as long as he has spiritual power, he can continuously unleash the Abyss.

Of course, the abyss is not invincible; its ability to devour spiritual energy depends on the strength of both parties.

The orange-level man's expression changed, and he hurriedly retreated, stomping his feet hard on the ground to barely steady himself. A hint of apprehension flashed in his eyes as he coldly said, "Abyss? He's really a troublesome fellow."

Mo Ming gave a cold laugh, holding the bronze demon-suppressing sword horizontally in front of him, the flames on the sword growing even more intense. His gaze swept over the three of them, his tone icy: "All three of you come at me together, I don't have time to waste with you."

"Insanity!"

The short man roared and stomped his feet, causing a huge stone pillar to rise from the ground and crash down on Mo Ming.

Mo Ming snorted coldly, leaping up to avoid the stone pillar's attack. He gripped the sword hilt with both hands, and the flames on the sword transformed into a blazing sun, slashing downwards with fierce force.

"Flame Slash!"

The fiery sword energy, like a meteor falling to earth, carried an aura of annihilation as it hurtled towards the short man. The short man's expression changed drastically; he hurriedly stomped his foot, attempting to summon more earth and rocks to block it.

However, the fiery sword energy was unstoppable, instantly burning the earth and rocks he summoned to ashes, and slashing fiercely at his body.

"what--!"

The short man let out a scream as he was engulfed in flames and collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

"The third one!"

Upon seeing this, the tall man's eyes flashed with anger. He transformed into a whirlwind, moving with extreme speed, and instantly appeared beside Mo Ming. The short blade in his hand, imbued with a sharp wind blade, stabbed fiercely towards Mo Ming's waist.

Mo Ming's lips curled into a cold smile. He suddenly swung his left hand, and the power of the abyss erupted once more, forming a powerful suction force that forcibly pulled the tall man's figure toward him.

"What--!"

The tall man was terrified and lost his balance, falling straight at Mo Ming.

In that instant, Mo Ming thrust out the bronze demon-suppressing sword in his hand, the flames on the sword turning into a blazing beam of light that pierced directly through the tall man's chest.

The tall man's eyes widened, and he let out a low whimper before collapsing to the ground, lifeless.

A flicker of shock and anger flashed in the eyes of the leading orange-level man. He hadn't expected that his two brothers would be killed by Mo Ming in such a short time. His face darkened considerably, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Boy, you're asking for death!" The orange-level man roared, his hands suddenly clasped together, and the power of lightning condensed in his palms, forming a huge lightning spear.

"Thunderous Fury Spear!"

Wielding a thunder spear, he charged towards Mo Ming like a bolt of lightning. The power of thunder spread outwards, scorching and distorting the surrounding air.

Mo Ming did not back down in the slightest. He took a deep breath, and the fire power within his body erupted completely. The flames on the bronze demon-suppressing sword transformed into a roaring fire dragon, which clashed fiercely with the Thunderous Fury Spear of the orange-level man.

"boom--!"

A massive explosion rang out, and the power of flames and lightning intertwined in the air, forming a devastating energy storm. Mo Ming was thrown back several steps, while the orange-level man was also forced to cough up blood by the recoil.

Mo Ming stared coldly at him, slowly stepped forward, and pointed the bronze demon-suppressing sword directly at his throat: "Speak, who are you?"

The orange-level man gritted his teeth, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes, but under Mo Ming's icy gaze, he finally lowered his head and said in a trembling voice, "We... are the Black Flame Mercenary Group's... scouting team, specifically... stationed near the exchange shop to rob exchange cards..."

Mo Ming snorted coldly, slightly tightening his grip on the sword, and his icy voice rang out: "Black Flame Mercenary Group? You have people lying in wait at the entrance of every exchange shop?"

"Almost...almost!"

"How many of you are there in total? How did you get in touch with each other?"

"There are more than fifty of us who entered the secret realm. Our leader sent the message to each of us through... through the communicator."

As he spoke, the man glanced at his robes.

Following his gaze, Mo Ming reached into his pocket and pulled out something that looked like a cell phone. "Is this it?"

"Ok!"

"More than fifty of you, each with one?" Mo Ming was somewhat incredulous. It would be incredible if even two or three of these unlimited-distance communication devices could get through, let alone more than fifty? Are you kidding me?

"No, only the five of us captains have it. The team leader told us to gather our members nearby and wait at the exchange shop. We can find some easy targets there."

"How many jobs did the three of you pull off?" Mo Ming squinted at him.

"Two votes ahead of you!"

"What did you get at the exchange shop?"

"I...I hadn't even had a chance to change when I saw you!"

"very good!"

"what?"

"Never again!"

After saying that, he slashed down with his sword, and blood gushed from the neck of the orange-level man, who fell to the ground.

Mo Ming raised his head, glanced at the exchange shop not far away, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips: "It seems that this exchange shop is indeed a troublesome place..."

However…” Looking at the spoils that the others had dropped, Mo Ming’s face lit up with even more joy.