Chapter 758

The young man said.

"The Lord of Miasma has long heard of your name.

That's why I've been sent here to rescue you.

But I never expected this guy to be so powerful."

Luo En seemed to catch some information from the two men's conversation.

It seemed the big boss of the miasma was in Jibei.

The young man looked at Luo En and shouted loudly.

"Let us go quickly.

Otherwise, if the Lord of Miasma blames you, you'll regret it."

Luo En smiled.

"I'm quite interested in your Lord of Miasma.

I wonder when I might get to meet him."

The young man said coldly.

"You? You're not worthy to meet my master."

Luo En shook his head and said.

"Since he won't come to me, I'll go to him."

Saying this, he swiftly pierced through the young man and the other with energy.

He seized their dantian, preventing them from releasing any more energy.

Then he lifted them up.

He prepared to set off for Jibei.

The young man said in panic.

"Are you really planning to go there? Do you know that's my master's territory?

If you enter, you'll suffer fatal consequences."

Luo En chuckled.

"I've never feared such so-called consequences."

Saying this, he grabbed one in each hand and shot toward Jibei.

With Luo En's speed, he arrived there quickly.

Jibei had always lurked in secrecy, a desolate wasteland.

Few people ever went there, not even animals.

Now standing there, Luo En felt an inexplicable desolation.

In that icy, snowy expanse, Luo En seemed to spot a tiny black dot.

The young man's face turned extremely pale.

He seemed unwilling to let the Lord of Miasma see him in such a pitiful state.

The other man also looked horrified and said.

"Release us at once, or we'll make things unpleasant for you."

Luo En said.

"You're both in this state and still trying to threaten me?

Do you think I'd let you go so easily?"

The man's face turned extremely pale and he said.

"If you release me, I can fulfill any wish you have."

Luo En shook his head and said.

"You have no value to me.

But the Lord of Miasma—I'm very interested in him."

The young man struggled desperately and shouted loudly.

"If you intend to disrespect the Lord of Miasma, you commit a grave sin."

At this moment, Luo En had already moved swiftly toward the black dot.

The young man's eyes filled with growing terror.

Clearly, he feared the Lord of Miasma.

The man said.

"You're taking us to meet the Lord of Miasma?

Don't you fear he'll kill you?"

Luo En chuckled.

"If I were afraid, I wouldn't have come."

He had now reached the location of the black dot.

It was a massive castle.

Luo En stood outside the castle.

The people inside saw Luo En and the men he carried.

They immediately went on alert.

Many arrows pointed at Luo En.

Someone on the castle gate shouted loudly.

"Who are you?"

Luo En said.

"I come to deliver a gift to the Lord of Miasma."

The man shouted loudly.

"What gift?"

Luo En raised his hand.

"Just these two things—they are surely what the Lord of Miasma most wishes to see."

The man shouted loudly.

"Boldness!"

With that, he dispatched his troops to seize Luo En.

But at that moment, a terrifying aura suddenly swept over them.

Everyone immediately knelt to the ground.

They bowed their heads in reverence.

The young man and the man's eyes instantly filled with awe and fear.

At that moment, a figure descended slowly from the void, landing before Luo En.

The moment that person appeared,

Luo En felt a dense surge of Miasma energy sweep through him.

The Miasma within his own body trembled faintly in response.

Luo En felt surprised.

He had not expected the aura released by the other to be so powerful.

Moreover, the other was a woman.

The woman was wrapped in an ornate brocade robe.

Her face was delicate and refined.

When she saw Luo En, she slightly furrowed her brow.

"I never expected anyone would actually come here."

Then her gaze followed Luo En's hand, settling on the young man and the man.

"So you wish to present these two to me?"

The Lord of Miasma smiled faintly.

When Luo En saw the Lord of Miasma, he felt a powerful shock.

That energy seemed to be a suppression stemming from bloodline.