Old Fisherman's Gain

  Anla was completely crazy at this time, the top of his staff emitted endless light, and in an instant, it burst into a brilliant explosion. Xiaoming's eyes were also instantly blinded, and he only felt that the strong light was piercingly painful to his eyes.

  Facing the terrifying storm known as 'Disaster's Wind', Anla seemed to have used some sort of secret technique, thoroughly unleashing all his potential, and his magic burst out explosively.

  Have you ever seen a small stream spout out an amount of water like the ocean?

  Anla's current situation is exactly that! Faced with the terrifying storm, he used some kind of secret method, and his body's magical power suddenly surged several times over. Even from a distance, Xiaoming could feel the destructive energy emanating from it.

  "What kind of secret method is this, it's so sinister!" Xia Ming looked at the situation in front of him, An La's power had suddenly surged, and with this, he now had the strength to confront the Black Robed Man, and was even slightly stronger than him!

  Xia Ming's heart was cold, but he didn't believe that there would be any free benefits in this world. He thought that An La must have used a secret method to pay an unimaginable price.

  "You, you actually used forbidden magic, are you trying to get yourself killed?!" The black-robed man's hoarse voice finally revealed a hint of panic.

  "Haha, anyway we're all going to die, might as well drag you down with me, go die, rebel!"

  Allah's eyes were bloodshot red, completely mad, hair disheveled, magic surging non-stop.

  In Anra's mind, there was already a crazy idea. He and the Black Cloak were originally people of the same mysterious force, with a long-standing grudge. The Black Cloak had betrayed for some reason, and was being pursued by the joint forces of the high-ranking members of the mysterious force for half a year now. The Black Cloak had gone into hiding, but unexpectedly, Anra ran into him on Cangyan Island. He remembered the treasure 'Moon Shadow Dusk' that the Black Cloak possessed, and he couldn't help but have the thought of killing him to take it. Who would have known that after half a year, the Black Cloak's strength had undergone an astonishing change...

  Things have come to this, and Anla had a fierce and crazy idea in her heart, even if she died, she would drag the black-robed man down with her!

  "Flame of Vermilion Bird!" Anra suddenly bellowed. His body abruptly burst forth with a scorching, deep red flame that rapidly spread out, filling the void with a deep crimson hue. The flames completely engulfed Anra's physique, transforming him into a being made entirely of fire. The ferocious, raging flames seemed to be going berserk as they pounced towards the black-robed figure.

  The black-robed man released a defensive magic, blocking in front of him, but the flames suddenly surged violently, instantly melting the magical shield, sweeping and rolling, and also engulfing the black-robed man!

  Xia Ming watched with a thrilling heart, swallowing hard: "What a strange magic, it actually hurts the caster first, hurting others and oneself, how evil!"

  It wasn't until quite some time had passed that the entire street finally quieted down, and the flames also dissipated completely due to the lack of magical support.

  The streets have been destroyed beyond recognition, and the houses on both sides have also collapsed in large numbers, fragmented and scarred.

  Xia Ming finally let out a sigh of relief: "It's finally over, these two seem to have suffered mutual damage? Let's take a look!" Xia Ming muttered to himself, but he didn't rush over immediately. Instead, he waited for a while in the original spot, making sure there was no movement before running over.

  "This..."

  Xia Ming took a deep breath, and the scene before him was even more terrifying than he had imagined. An La had been burned by the flames to the point where his flesh was blurred with blood, and it was impossible to look at him directly. He was unrecognizable, like a stranger, not even recognizable as his own mother.

  As for the man in black, he was still relatively intact, but there was no breath left in him, and his body was covered in bloodstains.

  The two men fought and ended up with a result of mutual destruction, which was something Xia Ming had never expected. However, he was delighted to see such an outcome, at least he was safe.

  And... these two people probably still have a lot of treasures on them!

  At this thought, Xiaoming's eyes lit up and he involuntarily reached out his hand towards the corpse of the black-robed man.

  But at this moment, the corpse suddenly sat up and flipped over, and Xiaoming immediately felt a huge spiritual force locked onto him! The 'corpse' suddenly tore off its black robe, revealing his face, which was that of a middle-aged man, but it had also been destroyed by the flames, with a patch of blackness on his face.

  "Fake corpse! No, this guy isn't dead yet!" Xiaoming's heart lifted once again.

  "This 'corpse' felt the presence of Xiaoming, turned around, and with a sinking gaze: "I clearly released the magic boundary, yet there's still someone here... Hmm, it's actually you?"

  The words of the black-robed man finally cleared up the confusion for Xiaoming, explaining why such a big commotion had been made and yet no one had come. He couldn't help but smile wryly to himself, feeling that he was truly unlucky to have accidentally entered the magical boundary set by the black-robed man.

  The man in black discovered that Xia Ming was the mysterious young man at the Medicine Assembly and was taken aback.

  "Not bad, it's me." Xia Ming smiled wryly as he was caught red-handed stealing a corpse.

  "It's actually you, I didn't expect the last person I saw would be you..." The black-robed man smiled eerily, as if no one was around, matching the charred patch on his face, which made him look even more sinister.

  "The last person who saw him?" Xia Ming turned his eyes around.

  "Not bad, I suppose you saw it too. I was hit by Anra's forbidden magic and my magic is dissipating. I can only live for a little while longer." The black-robed man gasped for air.

  Xia Ming secretly felt relieved, the magic dissipated, which meant he couldn't cast spells. A magician without magic was nothing to be concerned about, no wonder the black-robed man only used his spiritual power to lock him down, but didn't make any moves.

  "Are you still a magician?" The man in black noticed Xiaoming holding the staff and asked involuntarily.

  Xia Ming nodded and didn't conceal it: "Yes, a fifth-level magician."

  The man in black robes was slightly stunned: "At such a young age, you are already a master of potions and a fifth-level magician... your future is bound to be limitless..." He thought for a moment, his eyes complex, as if considering something.

  After a long time, the man in black finally made a decision and sighed: "Well, I'm going to die anyway, so I might as well make it easy for you!"

  "Benefit me?"

  The man in black nodded: "Do you know why this person wants to kill me?" He pointed to Anra, who was burnt beyond recognition on the ground.

  Xia Ming didn't hide from the black-robed man: "I just heard you talking on one side, it seems to be for a treasure called Moon Shadow Dusk..."

  The man in black chuckled: "You heard it clearly, said it well, indeed it's Moon Shadow Fading Light. Cough, this is a good thing, kid, as long as you agree to one condition, I'll give you the Moon Shadow Fading Light, how about it?" The man in black covered his mouth, and Xiaoming clearly saw a streak of crimson blood flowing out from his hand.

  Although Xia Ming didn't know what Moon Shadow Dusk was, even a master like the black-robed man regarded it as a treasure, so it must be something good.

  "No problem." Xia Ming agreed after a moment's thought.

  The man in black smiled wryly: "You agreed quickly, I'm about to die soon, anyway, when the time comes, you'll break your promise and I won't know..." Once he dies, even if a magical contract is signed, it will not take effect, so the man in black has no choice but to believe Xiaoming.

  "Alright, I'll trust you this once. Sit down, and let me tell you a few things..." The black-robed person's voice grew weaker and weaker.

  Xia Ming sat down on the ground, listening to the black-robed man's explanation.

  Xia Ming had a faint premonition that what he was about to hear might be an important secret, so he perked up his ears and listened carefully to the black-robed man's words, afraid of missing any details.

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