Chapter 92

Chapter 92: The Eerie Atmosphere of the Mysterious Island Lin Yu, Su Yao, and Zhao Hu steered their small boat across the boundless ocean, following the coordinates for a long and continuous journey. As their destination gradually drew near, a mysterious island slowly emerged before their eyes, as if materializing from an illusory dream. The island seemed shrouded in a thin veil of mist, ethereal and dreamlike, through which lush, sky-blocking trees and rolling, rugged mountain ranges could be vaguely made out. Yet beneath this seemingly ordinary appearance, an indescribable and eerie atmosphere quietly emanated, casting an invisible, heavy pressure upon everyone's heart and stirring an involuntary sense of unease. As the small boat drifted closer to the island, they keenly noticed that the shoreline presented a scene of spine-chilling dead silence. The seabirds that were usually commonplace were entirely absent here, and the marine life that should have teemed with vitality seemed to have collectively vanished. The sand on the beach was an unusual, deep black, resembling ashes swallowed by darkness. Under the sunlight, the dark sand flickered with an eerie sheen, like countless eyes hidden in the dark, spying on their every move. The three of them stepped carefully onto the beach, and beneath their feet came a strange and bizarre sensation—the sand seemed to possess a life of its own, shifting slightly underfoot as if resisting their arrival.