jdhmnovel Chapter 289 Reencounter with Yang Haoran
Chapter 289 Reencounter with Yang Haoran
Spiritual energy surged beneath his feet, increasing his speed once more. He became like a burning streak of light, rapidly rushing towards the edge of the dense forest.
Suddenly, the ground trembled violently, and a thick earthen wall rose from the ground, blocking his path. The earthen wall was several meters high, its surface covered with patterns of earth-attribute spiritual energy, exuding a calm and oppressive aura.
"Damn it, Yang Haoran, it's you again!" Mo Ming stopped in his tracks, his face darkening, and he couldn't help but curse.
Behind the earthen wall, a familiar figure slowly emerged—it was Yang Haoran. He was still wearing that dark green Taoist robe, his eyes flashing with cold light, a mocking smile playing on his lips; clearly, he had planned all of this long ago.
"Mo Ming, I didn't expect to see you again so soon."
Yang Haoran snorted coldly, his hands behind his back, his tone tinged with mockery, "Hand over the Sacred Essence Fruit and that orange exchange card, and I might spare your life. Otherwise... you won't be leaving this forest alive today."
Upon hearing this, Mo Ming's lips curled into a mocking smile. He trembled slightly with the bronze demon-suppressing sword in his hand, and the fiery spiritual energy danced on the blade, radiating intense heat.
He said coldly, "Saint Essence Fruit? Sorry, it's already in my stomach. As for the exchange card..." He took the orange card out of his pocket, waved it, and then put it back. "Want it? Sure, let's see if you have the ability!"
Yang Haoran's face immediately darkened. He snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the ground shook again. A huge earth spike suddenly shot out from the ground, piercing Mo Ming's chest.
"court death!"
Mo Ming let out a low shout, stomped his foot, and leaped backward. At the same time, he swung his long sword, sending a blazing sword aura towards the earth spikes.
"boom--"
The fiery sword energy collided with the earth spikes, unleashing a violent roar. The intense heat of the flames shattered the earth spikes, but at the same time, Yang Haoran's figure had already appeared to Mo Ming's side.
He made a hand seal, and the surrounding earth and rocks quickly condensed into a giant earthen hand, which slammed down on Mo Ming.
Mo Ming's pupils contracted, and he swiftly swung his sword, unleashing a fiery sword aura that met the earthen palm. However, the earthen palm's spiritual energy was extremely solid, managing to withstand the impact of the flames and continuing to press towards Mo Ming.
"Humph!"
Mo Ming snorted coldly, his spiritual power erupted from his feet, and his figure flashed to the side like a streak of flame, narrowly avoiding the attack of the earth palm.
"Yang Haoran, you really are a persistent ghost!" Mo Ming said through gritted teeth, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"You think I'd let you leave with the Holy Essence Fruit and the exchange card?" Yang Haoran sneered, his hands forming hand seals again. Several cracks appeared in the ground around him, and countless earth spikes shot out from the ground like venomous snakes, heading straight for Mo Ming.
Mo Ming swung his sword repeatedly, unleashing fiery sword energy that severed the earth spikes one by one. However, just as he was dealing with Yang Haoran's attack, a furious shout suddenly came from behind.
"The orange redemption card is ours! Kid, hand it over!"
Mo Ming looked back and saw that the young man with the spear had caught up again, followed by several rogue cultivators. They were obviously trying to take advantage of the chaos while Mo Ming was fighting Yang Haoran.
"It's really troublesome!"
Mo Ming cursed inwardly, but maintained a calm expression. The current situation was extremely unfavorable for him. He had to deal with Yang Haoran's strong pressure while also guarding against sneak attacks from others. A slight misstep could lead him into a desperate situation.
The young man with the spear struck first, the tip of his spear gleaming with a sharp, cold light, aiming straight for Mo Ming's side. Meanwhile, several rogue cultivators flanked him from different directions, attempting to surround him.
"Go away!"
Mo Ming roared and swung his bronze demon-suppressing sword. A blazing sword aura swept out, forcing the spear-wielding youth's attack back and forcing several rogue cultivators to retreat several steps.
However, Yang Haoran seized the opportunity, made a hand seal, and the ground shook again. A huge earthen hand shot out from the ground and slammed down on Mo Ming.
Mo Ming's pupils contracted, and he immediately swung his sword to meet the attack. However, the power of that earthen palm was simply too great. Although the fiery sword energy weakened some of its power, it still forced him to retreat several steps.
"Hahaha, Mo Ming, do you think you can handle so many people by yourself?" Yang Haoran laughed, his tone full of sarcasm. "You're not getting away today!"
Mo Ming steadied himself, staring coldly at Yang Haoran, a chilling killing intent flashing in his eyes. He took a deep breath, his spiritual energy rapidly circulating within him, causing the flames on the bronze demon-suppressing sword to intensify, even distorting the surrounding air.
"Is that so? Then let's see who has the last laugh! Fire Dragon!"
Mo Ming let out a low shout and suddenly swung his long sword, sending a blazing fire dragon sword aura straight towards Yang Hao.
Yang Haoran snorted coldly and waved his hands, and a thick earthen wall rose from the ground, blocking his way.
However, the fiery sword energy was extremely powerful, splitting the earthen wall in two. The scorching aftershocks of the flames grazed Yang Haoran's shoulder and scorched his sleeves.
"hateful!"
Yang Haoran gritted his teeth, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He made another hand seal, and the ground cracked open, a huge earthen fist shooting out from the ground with violent force, heading straight for Mo Ming.
Mo Ming did not take the hit head-on, but quickly dodged it, and at the same time pulled out the Shadow Chasing Purple Gold Crossbow and fired three explosive golden arrows in succession.
"Boom boom boom——"
The explosive golden arrows detonated one after another, instantly engulfing the entire area in flames and smoke. Yang Haoran was forced back by the shockwaves of the explosions, his face grim, while the other rogue cultivators who tried to approach were also forced to refrain from making any rash moves by the aftershocks.
Mo Ming used the same tactic again, taking advantage of the explosion to rush into the depths of the dense forest. This chaotic battle was unlikely to be resolved quickly, and his most important task was to escape alive with the orange exchange card!
"Mo Ming! You can't escape!" Yang Haoran's angry roar rang out behind him, but Mo Ming did not turn around, and his figure quickly disappeared into the dense forest.
Yang Haoran didn't continue the pursuit. Before chasing Mo Ming, he still needed to make sure he could get at least one orange exchange card, otherwise it would be too much of a loss.
Although the others around him noticed him, the difference in strength was too great. Surrounding him might have given them a chance to catch him in the chaos, but chasing him alone would be suicide.
Soon, Mo Ming rushed into the dense forest, his figure disappearing among the thick shadows of the trees.
"Damn it! He got away!"
The gray-robed man and the burly man stood in front of the stone platform, their faces gloomy, their eyes filled with frustration and resentment. Without lingering, they rushed toward the other stone platforms.
Meanwhile, Mo Ming had already fled far away from the battlefield.
He stopped in front of a secluded tree hollow, took out the orange exchange card, and a smug smile appeared on his lips: "As expected of an orange exchange card, it didn't disappoint me."