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

The sword light was more condensed than before, but just as the sword energy pierced through, the Emperor Crocodile roared, its huge tail sweeping across the void, actually shattering the terrifying sword light and annihilating it by sheer force!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Emperor Crocodile opened its blood-red maw and suddenly contracted the space, enveloping the figure of the man in black robes within it.

"A cage of the abyss?" The man in black robes looked at the gradually closing space and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

He raised his sword, and the dark sword intent began to distort all the rules of space. With a gentle slash, a crack deeper than darkness cleaved the entire cage, leaving an unhealable scar across the space.

“The abyss… kneels before me.”

With a whisper, the figure in black robes vanished instantly, and the next second, he appeared above the Emperor Crocodile's head. The sword's edge slowly pointed downwards, its light condensed to its extreme, as if the power of the entire abyss had been drawn away by this single strike.

"Let it end."

The sword light descended, as if carrying the destructive will of the entire world, piercing straight downwards!

"Boom——!"

The entire abyss trembled, as light and darkness intertwined, causing a cataclysmic upheaval...

......

at the same time.

Before Mo Ming's smile could fully unfold, dark clouds suddenly surged in the sky, and strange phenomena arose. A deep roar, like a rumble of thunder, came from the depths of the void, shaking the entire world.

His smile froze instantly.

A dark crack appeared in the sky, and from the deep fissure, a dim light flickered, as if a void power capable of devouring everything seeped out and enveloped the entire battlefield.

In an instant, the sky island, which had been engulfed in flames, suddenly turned cold and gloomy. The scorching heat of the infernal fire was suppressed, and an indescribable chill swept across the entire area.

"What's going on?" Mo Ming's expression changed from smug to solemn. He felt a kind of pressure from an endless abyss, and even the illusory image of the Flame Emperor that he had transformed into began to tremble slightly.

The others on the battlefield also stopped fighting, all eyes drawn to the sight of the sky collapsing.

"A rift in the void... How is this possible!?" Lin Tianxing's pupils contracted, his tone revealing undisguised shock.

Su Qingying's face also turned deathly pale. She stared at the widening crack and whispered, "This is a projection of the Misty World... The calamity of destiny has actually befallen this place today?!"

As her words fell, endless black mist billowed out from the crack, transforming into twisted streaks of light that hovered in mid-air. With the arrival of the mist, a chilling roar echoed between heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

A ferocious beast leaped out of the crack first. It was a giant monster with a twisted shape and as black as ink. Its limbs were burning with grayish-white flames, and its eyes were empty and lifeless, yet it exuded an incomparably violent killing intent.

It let out a low growl, as if announcing the reawakening of the sealed world.

Immediately afterwards, more and more mist creatures poured out of the rift, and one monster after another rushed onto the battlefield like a flood, greedily plundering the life force around them.

Each of these mist creatures possesses devastating power, and even before getting close, Manmon, Liya, and the others felt an oppressive threat.

"Mist Beasts... what are these?!" Man Meng was horrified. He felt that even in his prime, he would be absolutely unable to fight these creatures alone.

"Damn it! Why did the Mist Beast descend at this moment..." Su Qingying gripped her longsword tightly, her hostility growing stronger, but a rare panic also appeared in her cold eyes.

"The fog spreads, and natural disaster strikes."

A cold, ruthless voice echoed through the crack, as if some even more terrifying being was watching the battlefield from the depths of the sky.

Mo Ming frowned deeply. Even in his illusory form as the Flame Emperor, he felt an unprecedented chill. He pointed directly at the crack from which the sound had originated and shouted sharply, "No matter what kind of demon you are, you won't be able to stop me from causing trouble here! Get out here!"

However, what responded inexplicably was a pair of scarlet eyes.

The scarlet light suddenly shone, replacing all the darkness around the crack. In the next instant, the entire world seemed to be ruled by a pair of giant eyes, impossible to avoid.

"How dare you, a weak ant, provoke the ruler of chaos and mist?" A deep, abyss-like voice roared again, this time unleashing an invisible force like a tsunami, sweeping across the unknown.

Mo Ming roared, and the illusory image of the Flame Emperor swung the Demon-Suppressing Sword, attempting to sever the destructive aura. However, to his astonishment, the giant sword formed from the purgatory flames was torn apart like paper by a single claw!

"Bang!"

The sword shadow shattered on the spot, and even the mysterious Flame Emperor phantom began to waver. His originally proud Flame Body gradually dimmed, and the flames were suppressed by that invisible force.

"No! How could my power have vanished!" Mo Ming was terrified, and for the first time, true despair appeared in his eyes.

A giant, jet-black claw emerged from the crack, instantly enveloping Mo Ming's entire figure.

"Ah—!" Mo Ming let out a miserable roar, and then his body was crushed into several balls of fire dust under the crushing of the giant claw, leaving not even a trace of its existence.

The majestic Flame Emperor instantly turned into a wisp of ashes.

"Mo Ming... is dead...?" Lin Tianxing murmured in disbelief.

Su Qingying's face turned as cold as snow. She looked at the crack and said with a complicated expression, "This...this is not an enemy we can deal with...The forbidden existence of the mist has descended."

Just as everyone was stunned, the giant claw slowly retracted into the crack, and deep within the crack, a dark radiance began to condense and take shape, as if a human figure was gradually emerging.

However, just as this devastating crisis enveloped the battlefield and mountains, Mo Ming, who was engulfed by flames and whose fate was unknown, suddenly moved.

Just as the misty shadows gathered deep within the crack, Mo Ming, who had been crushed under the claws of the abyss, slowly stood up in a strange posture.

"This... is impossible!" Lin Tianxing exclaimed in shock. He had clearly witnessed Mo Ming being crushed into dust by the power of the abyss, how could he possibly have a chance to be resurrected?!

But the Mo Ming before him was completely different from before. His body was covered with pitch-black patterns, which seemed to move around like living things, exuding a suffocatingly evil aura.

His eyes turned completely crimson, and his figure was shrouded in an invisible black mist, appearing and disappearing like a demon crawling out of the abyss.

“Hahaha…” Mo Ming laughed in a low, hoarse voice. The laughter was like a sharp blade scraping against glass, sending chills down one’s spine. He raised his hand, and the infernal flames that once burned within him had now completely transformed into pitch-black, malevolent flames, swirling and dancing around him like whips.

"What... exactly happened to him?"

Su Qingying felt a chill run down her spine. This was no ordinary resurrection; rather, some far more terrifying power had descended upon Mo Ming.

“Ignorance!” A deep, sinister, and cold voice came from Mo Ming’s mouth.

The owner of the voice slowly raised his head, looking at the crack in the sky, his eyes filled with ferocity. "Hmph! Now, it's my turn to perform!"

P.S.: Volume 1, "The Mist Cataclysm," is complete! Further developments may be explored in future chapters! Thank you everyone!