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

His eyes were cold and arrogant, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "Ye Ming, your power is beginning to wane, while my Hellfire will only burn brighter and brighter. You cannot stop me!"

Ye Ming stared coldly at Mo Ming, the broken sword in his hand trembling slightly. Although the light on the blade was dim, the sword intent became more and more refined.

He took a deep breath, his spiritual energy surging wildly within him, forcefully suppressing the injuries.

His voice was deep yet firm: "Mo Ming, you think this battle is just a contest of strength? No, you're wrong. This is a battle of wills. And your will has long been devoured by ambition; you are destined to be no match for me!"

"Enough with the nonsense!" Mo Ming roared, and suddenly swung out the Demon-Suppressing Sword. A huge beam of fiery sword light swept out and rushed straight towards Ye Ming.

Ye Ming took a step forward, his figure flashing past like a gust of wind, the broken sword transforming into a dragon shadow, meeting the fiery sword light head-on.

"Dragon Roar Sword Technique - Sky-Shattering Slash!"

The two terrifying forces collided once more, unleashing a deafening roar. Ye Ming was thrown back several feet by the shockwave, but he quickly regained his footing, his gaze fixed on Mo Ming like a knife.

Mo Ming sneered, his figure flashing like a ghost, instantly appearing behind Ye Ming, the Demon-Suppressing Sword carrying blazing infernal flames piercing straight for Ye Ming's back.

"Burning Heart Thorn!"

The sword strike was as fast as lightning, the blade slicing through the air with a piercing sonic boom. However, just as the blade was about to strike Ye Ming, Ye Ming's figure suddenly vanished.

"What?!" Mo Ming's pupils shrank.

The next moment, Ye Ming's figure appeared above Mo Ming's head, and the broken sword slashed down with sharp sword energy.

"Dragon Roar Sword Technique - Sky-Splitting Slash!"

Mo Ming snorted coldly, and his Demon-Suppressing Sword swept out suddenly, colliding with Ye Ming's broken sword once again. The power of the two exploded in the air, and flames and sword energy intertwined to form a huge energy storm, tearing the surrounding ground to shreds.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, the fighting intensified.

The battle between Lieutenant Hu Yan and Man Meng had entered a fierce stage. Hu Yan's psionic spear clashed repeatedly with Man Meng's massive warhammer, each clash producing a deafening roar.

"You stupid ox, today I'll show you what true power is!" Hu Yan roared, thrusting his spear forward with a blinding light bursting from its tip, aiming straight for Man Meng's face.

Man Meng laughed loudly and swung his warhammer down, forcefully blocking Hu Yan's attack. His figure was like a moving mountain, each swing carrying the power of thunder, forcing Hu Yan to retreat step by step.

On the other side, the combined efforts of Liya and Yi Xinghe put Ye Ming's two elite warriors in a difficult battle. Liya's poisonous mist and illusions were hard to defend against, while Yi Xinghe's dual swordsmanship was as fast as lightning, making it almost impossible to catch his movements.

"What a boring opponent." Lia chuckled, and suddenly shot out the poisoned needle in her hand, aiming straight for her opponent's vitals.

"Don't be careless, they are not weak." Yi Xinghe said coldly, swinging his twin swords in a cross shape to block the opponent's counterattack.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, Xi Wuxu and Lala were leading a squad of archers, suppressing Ye Ming's troops from a distance. Their arrows were imbued with intense spiritual energy, and each arrow fired caused a small explosion, making it difficult for Ye Ming's troops to get close.

"Hahaha, what a foolish fellow, daring to challenge Lord Mo Ming!" Lala laughed loudly, constantly pulling back the bowstring in her hand, and arrows of spiritual energy shot towards the enemy like meteors.

Xi Wuxu became much more silent. His archery skills were incredibly precise, each arrow aimed directly at the opponent's vital points, like a ruthless hunter.

"Don't let them get close! Hold the line!" Hu Yan, the adjutant, shouted, waving his spear and knocking an enemy soldier away.

Although Ye Ming's team was engaged in a fierce battle, everyone gritted their teeth and fought with all their might against the enemy. They knew that only by holding off these squad leaders could Ye Ming have a chance to defeat Mo Ming and complete this crucial mission.

The battle on the sky islands is escalating.

The battle between Ye Ming and Mo Ming had reached a fever pitch. Neither of them held back any longer; every strike carried a devastating force, tearing apart the entire outer platform of the floating island, with debris constantly falling into the abyss.

"World-Burning Slash!"

Mo Ming roared, and the Hellfire on the Demon-Suppressing Sword transformed into a massive flaming sword light, slashing straight at Ye Ming. The power of this strike far surpassed that of the previous ones, even slightly distorting the surrounding space.

A cold glint flashed in Ye Ming's eyes, and the light on the broken sword suddenly burst forth, the dragon-shaped sword energy condensing once more to meet the fiery sword light.

"Dragon Roar Sword Technique - The Final Form!"

Two terrifying forces collided in mid-air, unleashing a dazzling light. The entire sky island trembled, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

"boom--!"

A massive explosion resounded through the sky, and Ye Ming and Mo Ming were both thrown back by the shockwave. However, Ye Ming managed to regain his footing mid-air, his broken sword still gripped tightly, his gaze fixed on Mo Ming like a knife.

"Mo Ming, this battle is not over yet!" Ye Ming roared, his spiritual power surging once more.

Mo Ming sneered and raised the Demon-Suppressing Sword, which was burning with the flames of purgatory: "Very well, then let me see how much strength you still have!"

Ye Ming took a deep breath, and the spiritual power within his body surged like a raging torrent. Although his wounds continued to bleed, his gaze became even more resolute, like an unshakable mountain.

"World-Burning Flames - Deadly Cycle!"

Ye Ming's pupils contracted slightly, and he stomped his foot, his figure soaring into the sky like an arrow. His broken sword drew a dazzling light in the air, and his sword intent transformed into a soaring dragon shadow, heading towards the blazing vortex of flames.

"Dragon Roar Sword Technique - Reverse Scale Break!"

The dragon's shadow and the flames collided in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar. A massive energy storm swept across the surroundings, tearing the ground even more shattered, and even the edges of the floating island began to collapse, with debris constantly falling into the abyss.

The two forces were locked in a stalemate, with Ye Ming and Mo Ming's figures appearing and disappearing in the energy storm, neither willing to give an inch.

On the other side, the battle situation was becoming increasingly tense.

The adjutant, Hu Yan, was already struggling to breathe under the weight of Man Meng's massive warhammer. Although his marksmanship was fast, Man Meng's strength was as heavy as a mountain, and each swing carried devastating power.

"Nonsense! Hold on!" a team member shouted, but before he could finish speaking, he was struck by Lia's poison needle and fell to the ground, his fate unknown.

Hu Yan gritted his teeth, gripped his spear tightly with both hands, and suddenly swept it horizontally, temporarily forcing back Man Meng's warhammer. However, his face was already pale, clearly indicating that his spiritual energy was nearly exhausted.

"Hahaha, Hu Yan, is that all you've got?" Man Meng grinned, raising his warhammer high, with intense spiritual power condensing on its surface, as if the next strike would crush Hu Yan completely.

Just then, a figure flashed past like lightning and blocked Hu Yan's path.

"Enough, I am your opponent." The voice was deep, yet carried an undeniable authority.