jdhmnovel Chapter 365 Ye Ming and Mo Ming
Chapter 365 Ye Ming and Mo Ming
When the fog completely dissipated, the outline of the floating island clearly appeared before everyone's eyes. It was a huge island floating above the clouds, surrounded by energy barriers that shimmered with strange light, like a floating fortress.
At the center of the island, a massive pillar of light shot straight into the sky, radiating a chilling energy.
“Sky Island…we’ve finally arrived.” The adjutant murmured, but his pupils contracted sharply as his gaze was quickly drawn to the scene outside the island.
Dozens of huge cannons were set up in the clouds surrounding the sky island!
Those cannons had strange shapes; when the muzzles opened, they seemed to split open like the mouths of frogs, with a faint crimson light shimmering deep within, as if they were ready to spew out destructive energy at any moment.
"Throat-Splitting Giant Frog Cannon!" The adjutant's analyzer instantly identified these weapons, and his expression turned extremely grim.
The Throat-Splitting Giant Frog Cannon is a heavy weapon powered by the crystal core of a special ferocious beast. It is extremely powerful and particularly adept at dealing with aerial targets. Once locked onto by these turrets, even their flying beasts are unlikely to escape unscathed.
"How is this possible... How could these things be here?!" the adjutant exclaimed.
Just then, the figures behind the gun emplacement gradually came into view.
The leader was none other than Mo Ming!
Mo Ming stood on the central platform of the gun emplacement, clad in black armor, exuding a suffocating aura of power.
His gaze was cold and sharp, as if it could pierce through the void and lock onto every enemy who approached the sky island. Behind him, dozens of fully armed warriors stood in neat formation, holding various weapons, their murderous aura soaring into the sky.
“Mo Ming…” the adjutant muttered through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with shock and anger. They were all too familiar with this name. It was arguably the most frequently mentioned name in the Eastern Main City recently.
Ye Ming slowly opened his eyes. Although his body was still weak, his gaze was as sharp as a knife. He heard his adjutant's exclamation, and his gaze pierced through the guard of the flying beasts, fixed on the figure in the distance.
Ye Ming's gaze pierced through the clouds like a knife, and the air seemed to freeze the moment he met Mo Ming's eyes. Their gazes locked, one cold as frost, the other as steady as a mountain.
The adjutant clenched his fists, his deep voice filled with anger and resentment: "It was him..." His breathing became rapid, and the weapon in his hand made a slight metallic scraping sound, clearly indicating that the anger in his heart was becoming increasingly difficult to suppress.
"Mo Ming."
Ye Ming raised his head slightly, his voice not loud but clear enough to reach the ears of his adjutant and the rest of the team, "Do you know that Hu Zhen is the deputy captain of my Eastern Main City? You actually dared to kill him... Do you really intend to make an enemy of the entire main city?"
Mo Ming stood on the platform, a slightly sarcastic smile on his face. He spoke slowly, his voice booming as if coming from all directions: "Idiot!"
Mo Ming's last words struck everyone like a thunderbolt. His undisguised contempt and insult instantly ignited the atmosphere within the entire assault team of the Eastern Main City.
"You!" The adjutant, Hu Yan, was so angry that he almost lost his mind. He suddenly raised his psionic spear and soared into the air like an arrow, heading straight for the high platform where Mo Ming was.
However, before he could get close, a fierce surge of spiritual energy erupted from the array in front of Mo Ming, forcing Hu Yan back dozens of feet and nearly causing him to fall off the flying beast.
"Clown." Mo Ming sneered, a strange dark red pattern faintly appearing on his black armor. He raised his hand and made a grasping motion towards the Eastern Main City's troops, and an overwhelming pressure swept over them, as if the entire sky was sinking.
Those strange runes that suddenly appeared seemed to be secretly connected to the core power of the Sky Island, surrounding Mo Ming and transforming into a vortex-like energy storm.
The inexplicable sarcasm pierced the hearts of Ye Ming and his teammates. Some gripped their weapons tightly in anger, while others lowered their heads, seemingly wavering.
However, Ye Ming's expression remained unchanged. He simply stared intently at Mo Ming, his eyes filled with a coldness as firm as a rock.
"I'll only ask you one question." Ye Ming's voice was icy, like a sharp blade cutting through the air, "Are there any survivors from Hu Zhenyi's team?"
Mo Ming was slightly taken aback, then casually waved his hand: "Guess."
With a simple sentence, a murderous aura suddenly erupted from Ye Ming, so intense it was almost suffocating. The adjutant and the surrounding soldiers instinctively took a half step back; they had never seen Ye Ming display such a cold and resolute expression.
"Very good." Ye Ming nodded, his tone so light it sent chills down one's spine. "You will also be with them today."
As soon as he uttered those words, Ye Ming's figure vanished from his spot, and in the next instant, he appeared in front of the platform. The broken longsword in his hand emitted a dazzling light, like a thunderbolt descending from the heavens, heading straight for Mo Ming.
"Dragon Roar Sword Technique - Sky-Splitting Slash!"
A massive dragon-shaped sword aura swept out like a torrent, carrying an almost world-destroying power. Although this move was not Ye Ming's at his peak, it was filled with rage, making its power terrifying to the extreme.
A hint of surprise flashed in Mo Ming's eyes, but he quickly calmed down, raised his hands, and wrote a profound and complex rune.
"Azure Flame Barrier!" he shouted, and his black armor immediately emitted a shield-like aura. The dark red pattern glowed, forming a huge barrier made of energy.
"boom--!!!"
The sword energy collided violently with the barrier, the shockwave from the explosion tearing apart the surrounding clouds, and a tremendous roar echoed in all directions. The entire platform surrounding the floating island trembled, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.
However, when the light faded, Mo Ming remained standing in the same spot, while the barrier only cracked slightly. His gaze was somewhat gloomy, but a cold smile appeared on his lips: "Ye Ming, is this what you call power? It's far from enough."
Ye Ming stared coldly at him, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he were instantly calculating the difference in their true strength.
"Captain, should we retreat?" the adjutant whispered through gritted teeth from afar.
"Retreat?" Ye Ming continued to stare at Mo Ming, a cold smile appearing on his lips. "No chance. I've already seen the flaws in his performance in this battle."
“Mo Ming,” Ye Ming slowly raised his longsword, blood dripping from the hilt onto the ground.
He stepped forward, his voice booming like the heavens and earth: "Our battle will be a killing game; whoever dies will be buried."
The confrontation between Ye Ming and Mo Ming was like two volcanoes about to erupt, and the surrounding air was so intense that it almost solidified.
The broken sword in Ye Ming's hand still emitted a faint glow. Although it was broken and tattered, its sword intent was like a raging torrent, heading straight for Mo Ming.
Meanwhile, Mo Ming's bronze demon-suppressing sword was burning with black and red infernal flames, and the space around the blade seemed to be distorted, as if it could devour everything at any moment.
"Ye Ming, your sword may be fast, but it carries a rotten smell."