FRGNM -Chapter 150 Miasma

Letting the sunlight spill freely across his palm, the man standing there watched the dappled rays dance upon the surface of the sea. His black eyes gazed into the distance. Just moments ago, he had still been sleeping in boundless darkness, yet another familiar aura had awakened him.

It seemed to belong to someone he knew very well—someone extremely important to him. And yet, he had forgotten her name, forgotten even her presence.

He had come out… but why had he come out in the first place?

“Your Majesty, the Evil King Island is currently under attack by Qiongyu Immortal Island. Casualties are countless. Over the past three years, Evil King Island has focused on recuperation, never expecting Qiongyu Immortal Island to relentlessly pursue us. The protective barrier of Evil King Island is about to collapse!” Wuque reported in a low voice. Evil King Island was no longer as prosperous as it had been three years ago. Even the people on the island looked dispirited. Without their king, morale had fallen drastically.

Qiongyu Immortal Island…

A flash of cold light burst from his black eyes. The man swept an icy glance over those beside him. In that instant, all memories surged back into his mind. He knew now. He understood why he had entered that place!

It was because of her—that woman, Ling Ruoxi!

“What is the situation now?” His cold voice echoed through the air. Gone was the familiar presence from three years ago, replaced instead by an icy indifference—an aura that pushed others away, freezing everything within a thousand miles, making it unbearable to approach.

“Your Majesty, the Eastern Capital King has already gone to Qiongyu Immortal Island. According to reliable information, he has handed over the Eastern Capital State to your son, Young Master Yizhui, to manage. He has defected to Qiongyu Immortal Island. He only brought along an ugly little girl. This subordinate does not know what he intends to do!” Tinghai reported quietly. Over the past three years, they had secretly monitored the Eastern Capital State—after all, the king’s own flesh and blood was there. Absolutely nothing could go wrong.

A cold gleam flashed. Luo Mingyu sneered. “Defecting to Qiongyu Immortal Island… It seems Li Yi has finally begun to act.”

“Boom!”

In the very next moment, the island shook violently. The white barrier enveloping Evil King Island trembled as a visible crack appeared ahead. The island’s protective formation was on the verge of shattering.

Yet the man standing there merely let out a soft snort and took a casual step forward. In an instant, the silver-white figure appeared outside the barrier, reigning supreme like a monarch over all.

Even the forces attacking Evil King Island froze in shock. They had never expected a man to step out on his own like this.

“Who are you? Get lost! Qiongyu Immortal Island is handling business here—who do you think you are to interfere?” The leader shouted harshly, raising his right hand as the whip in it lashed toward the silver-white figure.

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes. The silver-white figure calmly extended a hand, grabbed the whip, and flung it backward.

The man holding the whip was hurled away, smashing into the barrier with a loud bang. The sound of bones snapping rang out. Before he could even groan, his body slid down the barrier and fell into the sea.

“Three years apart, and the courage of Qiongyu Immortal Island has grown quite a bit.”
The icy voice echoed as the man smiled coldly.

That indifferent smile sent shivers through everyone present. Goosebumps rose as they stared in horror at the man before them.

Could it be…?

“Y-you are the Evil King, Luo Mingyu?” A trembling voice rang out.

Standing coldly, the man extended his right hand and waved it sharply. The Blood Demon Black Scythe appeared in his grasp. Netherworldly dark qi rapidly coiled around his arm, merging with the black scythe as one—though none of these people could see it.

The sharp black scythe gleamed with chilling light, ready to reap their heads at any moment. That overwhelming aura pressed down like Mount Tai, making it impossible for them to breathe.

Three years ago, this man had entered the Evil King Cave—had he emerged today?

“Yes, I’m out.” His voice was merciless.

“So now, you may go back and tell Baili Wushuang that I have returned. I will personally destroy her Qiongyu Immortal Island and let everyone see clearly that it is nothing but a filthy garbage heap—not some immortal island at all!”

The black scythe flashed. With one swing, the blade fell.

The ruthless arc tore through the air, splitting the calm sea in two. Those who failed to escape in time were cleaved apart by the scythe, their bodies falling into the ocean.

The salty sea breeze mixed with a heavy stench of blood, spreading across the waters. The bloodthirsty demonic beasts beneath the sea went mad, surging toward the area—but restrained by that terrifying aura, they dared not act rashly, instead lurking beneath the waves, waiting for an opportunity.

“You—!”

Those who managed to escape stared in terror at the scene before them. Luo Mingyu had truly changed. That aura was something they could never withstand!

Seeing him raise the black scythe again, the remaining attackers scattered and fled. At the very least, they needed to return and report everything here to their island master. All decisions would have to be made by her.

Coldly watching them leave, Luo Mingyu’s gaze shifted forward. He unfurled the scythe in his hand and said icily, “Come out. What are you doing here?”

“Of course, we came to see an old friend like you.”
With a soft chuckle, Fang Xu brushed aside the leaves and slowly walked out. They had not forgotten Ling Ruoxi’s final instructions—no matter what, they had to stand on the same side as this man.

Letting out a light snort, Luo Mingyu flashed forward, appearing on the shore in an instant. His icy gaze swept over the two men. “Old friends? Do you think so?”

“Of course. You are Ruoxi’s man, and we are her friends. In other words, you are also our friend.” Smiling, Fang Xu reached out and placed a hand on Luo Mingyu’s arm.

But in the very next instant, Fang Xu’s expression changed dramatically. He abruptly released Luo Mingyu’s wrist and staggered backward. Cold sweat poured down his forehead as he gasped for breath, struggling to calm himself.

The moment he touched Luo Mingyu’s wrist, a sudden eruption of darkness had nearly swallowed him whole. He didn’t know what those things were—he only knew that the man before him was terrifying.

Tang Yinhai’s expression darkened as well. He specialized in hidden weapons and was extremely sensitive to such auras. That was killing intent laced with the stench of blood—far too intense. Even from such a distance, he could smell it.

“Where is she?” After three years apart—how was that woman? Hadn’t she married the Eastern Capital King Li Yi, as agreed back then?

“You tell me.” Fang Xu smiled faintly. “She left with the Eastern Capital King.”

“Hm?” His sword-like brows lifted as the icy aura spread once more. Even the tree trunks nearby were coated with a thin layer of frost.

It was July weather. Yet just the aura emanating from his body was enough to freeze everything before them. Tang Yinhai couldn’t help but draw in a sharp breath. “She went to Qiongyu Immortal Island. She sent us here to help you—cooperate from inside and out to take down Qiongyu Immortal Island.”

“There’s no need for that.” Luo Mingyu let out a cold laugh, flicking his sleeve as he walked indifferently toward Evil King Island. “Even without her, I can still destroy Qiongyu Immortal Island.”

Fang Xu shook his head and followed after him. “Her final request was for us to help you. You won’t refuse, will you?”

“What do you think?” The barrier ahead suddenly opened. The man entered without looking back.

Tang Yinhai rushed forward but slammed straight into the barrier, nearly being bounced away.

Reaching out to grab Tang Yinhai’s clothes, Fang Xu could only smile helplessly. Three years had passed, yet this man’s temper was still just as bad.

“How many troops does Evil King Island have now? What about the forces of Qiongyu Immortal Island? Hand over all the information—I want to review it personally!” Cold light flashed in his eyes as the man seated on the high chair stared down at those below. No matter what, he would not allow that foolish woman to risk herself personally!

Qiongyu Immortal Island—the strongest island on Dragonwalker Continent—had already established its position thousands of years ago. Though merely an island, it rivaled powerful nations like Duanyun State.

The island’s true name was Qiongyu. A thousand years ago, Qiongyu Immortal Island healed the common people and ruled with benevolence, earning deep respect. Thus, it came to be honored with the title “Immortal Island.”

However, as time passed, even Qiongyu Immortal Island could not escape the changes of the era. The once-benevolent immortal island began capturing people everywhere. In that moment, the immortal island turned into hell—cries and wails shook heaven and earth, chilling all who heard them.

Located in the northwest of Dragonwalker Continent, Qiongyu Immortal Island possessed a unique aura. More beautiful than the outside world, it truly lived up to the word “immortal.” A hazy immortal mist blanketed the entire island, and the peach forest there was utterly enchanting.

“Don’t be fooled by appearances. Look carefully, and you’ll notice something is wrong.” The red-robed figure walking ahead smiled faintly.

The woman following him quickly withdrew her gaze. Her ugly face was hard to look at, yet her eyes—bright as stars—were mesmerizing. She examined the peach trees around her, sniffed the air, and raised a hand to cover her nose. “This smell is…”

“That’s right—miasma. The peach blossoms here may be beautiful, but they are all poisonous. I’ve grown used to the miasma here. You should take a pill, just in case you get poisoned.”
With a wave of his hand, a red pill appeared in the Eastern Capital King’s palm as he smiled lightly.

Ling Ruoxi didn’t stand on ceremony. After swallowing the pill, she realized that her hands were already ice-cold. Had she noticed any later, she would have become a corpse.

Countless people who came here died without ever knowing what had happened. This miasma formed naturally, separating the outside world from Qiongyu Immortal Island and preventing outsiders from entering.

“Do you know why the peach blossoms here look more vibrant than those outside?” Plucking a peach blossom, the Eastern Capital King lightly held it to his nose. The corners of his lips lifted as his eyes half-closed, gazing at her like a fox.

Ling Ruoxi shook her head. She studied the soil—being surrounded by the sea shouldn’t change the species of peach trees. Moreover, this was the northwest of Dragonwalker Continent. Even in terms of sunlight, it couldn’t compare to regions near the equator.

“That’s because the fertilizer for these flowers…” He chuckled softly, releasing the blossom and letting it drift away in the air. “…is human flesh.”