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

Six p.m.

Mo Ming was already standing about five kilometers west of the shelter, quietly gazing at the horizon, where a deep blue barrier stood before him.

Mengling floated to the side, while Xiaojin hovered in the air.

Under the gloomy sky, dark clouds rolled in, as if brewing a huge storm.

A tense atmosphere filled the air, and low rumbles of thunder echoed in the distance.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning ripped across the sky, followed by a sudden gust of wind that made the trees sway violently, as if trembling in anticipation of the approaching tornado.

Immediately afterwards, a pitch-black rotating cylinder gradually appeared in Mo Ming's line of sight.

It's here!

At the center of a tornado is a vortex, and the surrounding air is distorted by powerful suction, producing a deafening roar.

It was like a giant black python, soaring into the sky, devouring everything in its path. The surrounding trees were mercilessly uprooted, countless stones were swept up, and even the nearby wild animals were caught in, helpless like toys.

At this moment, it seemed that nothing could stand in its way or hinder its progress.

Along the path of the tornado, the ground was torn apart, leaving deep trenches and traces of destruction.

Is it finally... here?

Mo Ming immediately tensed up, clutching the shelter relocation scroll tightly in his hand.

It wasn't that he lacked confidence in Shangshang's abilities, but rather that it was a normal psychological reaction as a normal human being in the face of such an unprecedented natural disaster.

The fear he felt from natural disasters arose involuntarily.

Perhaps as the shelters become stronger in the future, the fear of such disasters will be gradually overcome, but not now!

As the tornado approached, Mo Ming jumped onto Meng Ling's back and slowly retreated.

Five meters, four meters, three meters, two meters, one meter...

The distance between the tornado and the blue barrier was gradually decreasing, and Mo Ming's breathing became heavier and heavier. His eyes were fixed on the front, not daring to look away for a moment.

Boom!

The tornado finally collided with the blue barrier above.

However......

The barrier hasn't been broken!

The tornado was abruptly stopped, and the trees, rocks, and wild animals caught in it continued to batter the barrier as the vortex of wind spun.

The barrier hasn't been broken!

Suddenly, a white light flashed in the sky, followed by a bolt of lightning as thick as a giant python that struck down heavily onto the blue barrier.

One

Two

Three

Three bolts of lightning struck in succession, and the blue barrier slowly began to appear somewhat illusory.

Shang Shang told Mo Ming through the plants and trees around him that the power of the lightning was too strong, and the current barrier was having difficulty resisting it. It was estimated that it could not withstand two more bolts of lightning.

Have we really held on this long? Are we really going to have to move away?

Mo Ming was somewhat unwilling to give up, and nervously stared at the unpredictable sky, fearing that another lightning bolt would strike.

Completely unaware, the tornado was gradually changing its course along the direction of the barrier.

Ten seconds

Twenty seconds

...

sixty seconds

No more lightning flashed, nor did any thunder rumble.

Mo Ming gradually calmed down.

Turn your head and look at the tornado again.

Ok?

The tornado... changed direction?

The barrier remained intact, and the tornado successfully changed direction. Mo Ming was overjoyed. Once a tornado has determined its path, it will not easily change course unless it encounters an obstacle.

He knew that the shelter had been saved.

"Shangshang, you're amazing! We owe everything to your barrier this time!"

Mo Ming praised the little grass beside him.

The grass, under the control of the heavens, swayed from side to side, expressing its inner joy.

As the tornado receded into the distance, Mo Ming finally felt completely relieved.

But the heart that had just settled down was immediately gripped by anxiety again the next second.

A loud eagle's cry rang out, and Xiao Jin rushed straight towards the departing tornado.

Mo Ming was terrified and shouted loudly at Xiao Jin's retreating figure, "Xiao Jin, come back!"

He had already witnessed the terror of tornadoes, and the thunder in the clouds sent chills down his spine.

What are you going to do with lightning that even a high-level crimson-purple barrier can't withstand?

You're only at the Deep Blue level!

Mo Ming was about to have a heart attack.

Xiao Jin was his first pet and had been with him the longest. Mo Ming knew its personality very well: it was resilient and never gave up.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have so resolutely rejected the alienated scroll.

Mo Ming also vaguely guessed Xiao Jin's thoughts. Since the typhoon struck, Xiao Jin had hardly had a peaceful rest in the shelter.

Every day, it soars into the sky with the help of strong winds, flying against the wind.

Perhaps this is its unique requirement for itself; only by breaking through this gale can it have the opportunity to break its own limits and truly crown itself with the title of Lord of the Skies.

But... this doesn't seem like an ordinary strong wind. This tornado carries the power of heaven and earth, accompanied by the might of thunder. Wherever it passes, devastation is everywhere, and life is hard to preserve.

Mo Ming's heart was in turmoil. He was truly afraid that Xiao Jin would never return. To him, Xiao Jin was not just a pet, but a companion, as important as family.

"Little Jin..."

Mo Ming murmured weakly, but his eyes never left it.

I fear that this blink of an eye will be the last time I see you.

At this moment, Mengling looked at Xiaojin with a hint of respect, and she also felt a sense of kinship with this old rival.

In the sky, Little Gold activated its speed talent. At this moment, its whole body was covered in golden light, like a dazzling shooting star, and it plunged headlong into the center of the tornado's vortex.

Whether by coincidence or not, the moment Xiao Jin rushed in, a loud roar suddenly erupted from the tornado that had been somewhat subsiding.

At the same time, a breathtaking silver-white flash streaked across the sky once again.

Immediately, blue lightning, like a roaring dragon, ripped through the oppressive air, instantly illuminating the entire world.

They danced in the center of the tornado, like the wrath of the gods, flashing with dazzling light.

Under the blue light, the tornado became even more violent, the swirling storm resembling a giant blue vortex, recklessly devouring everything around it.

The interplay of lightning and tornadoes created a breathtaking scene.

Blue light shimmered in the storm, reflecting its wild power and momentum.

Each strike of lightning seemed to proclaim the majesty of nature in the misty world. Under the influence of this force, the tornadoes grew increasingly violent, whipping up dust and debris to form dazzling blue halos, resembling a deep blue thunder dragon, which made Mo Ming feel a sense of unease.

This looks like an immortal undergoing tribulation; the scene is extremely spectacular.

Overcoming the tribulation?

But Little Gold is, after all, just a mortal being. Can it really withstand it?