FRGNM -Chapter 328 A Long-Ago Omen

Cruelty and bloodshed—the cries of the dying converged, shaking heaven and earth.

A tall, alluring figure led a line of Blood Guards toward the ice cave. The endless black mist surged outward, yet the person sitting on the ice bed remained completely unaware of the chaos outside, sitting there as if nothing had happened.

“Ling Feng, die!”

A sharp claw slashed through the night, aiming straight at the person ahead.

In an instant, crimson blood splattered everywhere, staining the entire ice cave red. A severed, bloody head fell—so real it was terrifying.

“No!”

Thick, curled eyelashes trembled. In that instant, Ling Ruoxi suddenly bolted upright, sweat soaking her clothes. The people beside her were still there—was that just a dream?

Luo Mingyu sat up gently. “What’s wrong? Had a nightmare?”

“Mm… I dreamed that Baili Wushuang suddenly attacked the imperial city. Many were killed, and… my father…” Ling Ruoxi shivered at the thought. Feeling a sudden premonition, she quickly threw off the covers and ran barefoot toward the outside.

A heavy stench of blood hit her nose. Her face went pale as she reached for the door latch, ready to leave.

Luo Mingyu grabbed her wrist first, his voice stern. “Don’t go out yet!”

“No! I have to check on Dad. Maybe… this isn’t a dream. It’s an omen!” Ling Ruoxi inhaled sharply, glaring at him as she tried to pull free.

A sinister smile spread across Luo Mingyu’s face. He stepped forward, strong hands gripping her neck with increasing force. “Is that so? So you have an omen. Since you know so much, why even live? Wouldn’t death be better?”

The suffocating pressure made Ling Ruoxi’s eyes widen in shock. She couldn’t believe he would strike her! Her mind spun; she couldn’t breathe, as if her soul were about to leave her body.

She… she…

“Ruoxi… how did it come to this? Injured like this, stuck in the ice cave all day… she’s not a Purple Bamboo, her body isn’t this strong. Even surviving a lightning tribulation… that was me getting struck, not her! At least, when she had a high fever, Qingyi should’ve checked on her… she hasn’t woken until now…”

The chirping voice reached her ears. The pressure on her chest eased slightly. The person lying there shivered weakly and opened their eyes.

Her mind still dizzy, her vision blurry, Ling Ruoxi felt parched. Reaching to touch her sore neck, she found a silver needle embedded there. So this was how they forced her awake?

“You’re awake, you’re awake! Damn, you scared me half to death! Ruoxi, are you okay? If something happened to you, I wouldn’t have survived either. You’re alright now, right?” The Silver Wolf rushed over, pinching her cheeks, inspecting her left and right.

Seeing the Blue-Clothed figure and the Silver Wolf at her bedside, Ling Ruoxi’s head spun even more. Her throat was dry. Seeing no familiar face nearby, she instinctively asked, “Mingyu… where is he?”

“You still ask? That heartless guy! He knew you had a fever and didn’t inform us! Nangong Mo had something to see him about, so he left. The Eastern Capital King went with him. Your body’s still weak, so lie down and don’t move—or I’ll hit you!” The Silver Wolf quickly restrained her. Even joking, after being this injured, getting up could be dangerous.

Ling Ruoxi pulled out the silver needle and looked at the Blue-Clothed figure. Exhausted, she had no strength to do anything else. A thought flashed through her mind. She grabbed the Silver Wolf’s arm.

“Xiaobai, go alert Mingyu. Tell them it’s dangerous. Baili Wushuang has started acting, targeting the entire Duanyun Imperial City. The barrier must be activated immediately. Also, Dad needs people guarding him—don’t let them get in.”

“Eh? What do you mean? How do you know Baili Wushuang is moving?” Silver Wolf asked, stunned.

Blue-Clothed looked at Ling Ruoxi calmly. “I naturally believe what you say. But for other things? I don’t know.”

“I don’t know how it happened either. In my dream, I saw so much… Baili Wushuang will target ordinary people, and will kill my father. So you…” Ling Ruoxi’s chest felt blocked, unbearably painful. In desperation, a surge of blood rushed up, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsing weakly.

The Silver Wolf was terrified. His fur bristled as he grabbed the Blue-Clothed figure, shouting, “Qingyi, what’s happening? Is your medicine working? Why did she vomit blood? Think of something!”

“Don’t panic. Wolves are known for their calmness—why are you bouncing like a flea?” Blue-Clothed snatched Silver Wolf by his clothes and tossed him aside, eyes flashing a hint of disdain.

Silver Wolf froze. “What, so I’m a flea? So what? What’s with that look? Come on, hit me!”

“Go away. After the lightning tribulation, I’d rather not hurt my hand. Stop it—Ruoxi needs rest!” Blue-Clothed ignored him, covering Ling Ruoxi.

As they turned, the entire imperial city suddenly lit up. Golden light flashed, forming a barrier that rapidly enclosed the surroundings.

Blue-Clothed’s face darkened. This barrier had only been seen during the Li Yun attack on the imperial city. Why was it opening again? Thinking of Ling Ruoxi’s warning, he knew something was wrong. “You stay with Ruoxi. I’ll find Mingyu!”

“Wait, wait, what’s going on?” Silver Wolf mumbled, clueless, staring at the sky, sensing that something major was about to happen.

The golden light spread like waves, engulfing the city to block intruders. Lamps shone brighter than the moon. Patrol guards increased. The blood-stained floor had been cleaned, leaving no trace. Sleeping citizens were unaware of the chaos outside.

“Mingyu, something’s wrong!” Blue-Clothed pushed open the gates, seeing the ministers and Nangong Mo and Luo Mingyu above. His brow furrowed deeper—had all the officials really arrived?

Luo Mingyu glanced toward him. “Did something happen to Ruoxi?”

“She’s fine. She spat out the blood she had been holding. But after waking, she told me Baili Wushuang had moved and to tell you: open the barrier immediately and protect Ling Feng’s safety. Over there…”

Boom!

A thunderous explosion shook the city, foul air rolling through the streets. Luo Mingyu and Nangong Mo stepped outside simultaneously, eyes on the sky.

Luo Mingyu’s face darkened. The direction…

“It’s where the ancestor is! Baili Wushuang again? Impossible—we already activated the barrier! She shouldn’t be able to get in!” Nangong Mo’s hands clenched in anger.

Before he finished, another black figure appeared in the courtyard, followed by several more familiar silhouettes.

Nangong Mo’s eyes widened. His fighting energy surged. “Who are you? Release Yi’er immediately!”

“Nangong Mo, you still remember who we hold, right? Then let’s change the place to talk. Luo Mingyu, traitor, if you care about your master, go check on him, hahahaha…”

The black silhouettes vanished in a flash toward another direction.

No! Nangong Mo clenched his fists, nearly rushing out. Qian Yi had been captured—his woman, carrying his child. There was no way he would let them take her easily.

“Stay calm, Nangong Mo!” Luo Mingyu shouted. Did they not see this was just a bait?

Calm? Nangong Mo nearly laughed. He grabbed Luo Mingyu by the collar. “If it were Ruoxi taken, would you still tell me to calm down? Can I stay calm now? My wife and child are taken! How can I stay calm?”

“Then don’t die,” Luo Mingyu said, pressing his heavy hand on Nangong Mo. A ghostly energy entered through his fighting energy. The white figure vanished instantly.

Nangong Mo refused to hold back. He launched forward like an arrow—he had to save Qian Yi!

Flash!

A black figure appeared. Silver eyes glinted sharply. He spread his hands, blocking the bed.

His sword slashed without hesitation.

Crack!

But to the horror of those behind, the sword shattered into two mid-strike, while the figure ahead remained unharmed.