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Chen Feng's roar, imbued with immense spiritual power, instantly swept across the entire carriage like an invisible giant wave.

The young mother, possessed by Teguer, froze abruptly and fell backward, while a young man swiftly caught the baby.

...

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes.

At this moment, the surrounding passengers looked at Chen Feng in a panic, but Chen Feng did not notice anything unusual.

After scanning the surrounding passengers again, Chen Feng finally let out a deep breath.

Teguer had already left the carriage.

In Chen Feng's mind, Teguer was never a warrior who fought head-on, but rather the most outstanding tactician among the abyss races, a phantom prince who manipulated people's hearts.

The train jolt just now was definitely not an accident, but a part of his long-planned scheme.

boom! !

Just then, the blast door at the connection between the carriages was unlocked, and five security personnel dressed in silver-gray riot gear rushed in.

Their faces beneath their helmets were taut like iron plates, and their gun barrels instinctively swept across the chaotic carriage.

"Everyone, crouch down! Hands over your heads! Don't move!" The safety officer's voice came through the helmet's loudspeaker, carrying the authority of a peak Xuan-rank expert.

When the train safety team leader's gaze fell on Chen Feng, the only person standing in the carriage, he was taken aback.

Chen Feng was dressed in a dark black combat uniform. For some reason, the sleeve of his left arm had a long tear in it. On the shoulder of the uniform was an insignia made of meteorite iron and refined gold—a crossed spear supporting a golden crow with outstretched wings.

That was actually the exclusive emblem of the Martial God Palace.

"This humble official is Li Mo, captain of the third squad of the Upper City Rail Transit Safety Department! Greetings, Lord Martial God!"

Upon hearing that they were from the Martial God Palace, the other security personnel quickly put away their weapons, gave a standard military salute, and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

In Gu Yong Shangcheng, the Martial God Palace represents absolute authority and military power.

Everyone here knows that those dressed in dark black combat uniforms and wearing golden crow insignia are the strongest barrier protecting this city.

The top experts among them are so powerful that even the city lord of the upper city must personally rise to greet them.

After a full three seconds, Chen Feng slowly turned around and said to them, "Seal off the scene. Also, I need the train's inspection report. I need to find out why the train's anti-magic field failed."

"My lord, was there really a demon here just now?"

"Didn't you check the surveillance footage?" Chen Feng frowned and asked.

"The surveillance and monitoring systems haven't shown any trace of any demons here," the train security captain said, puzzled.

"What?"

Chen Feng's pupils suddenly contracted, and a chill even more biting than when he faced the possessed person rushed straight to the top of his head.

Chen Feng raised his hand and pressed it on the tactical communicator in his left ear.

"Retrieve the combat suit recorder and sync the footage from the last three minutes of combat."

"Beep—Data recorder data corrupted, cannot be read."

The moment the cold electronic voice rang in his mind, Chen Feng's pupils suddenly contracted, and a chill even more biting than when he faced the possessed person rushed straight to the top of his head.

"impossible……"

Chen Feng muttered to himself. He had lived for nearly two hundred years and had never encountered such a situation before.

Even the Abyss Demon Prince back then could not have possessed someone without leaving a trace, let alone in important city assets like the hover train.

The traces of Tegue's activities could not possibly have been erased so quietly and directly.

Seeing Chen Feng's somewhat unpleasant expression, Li Mo's heart seemed to sink as well.

He quickly activated the smart device on his wrist and projected the surveillance footage from the carriage into the air: "Sir, look, this is all the surveillance footage from the carriage just now. We watched it three times, but we're not entirely sure about the man's motive."

On the semi-transparent screen, the image was so clear that you could see the expression on each passenger's face.

The train was running smoothly, the television was playing the morning news, and people were either scrolling through their smart devices or catching up on sleep with their eyes closed—everything was just as Chen Feng remembered.

However, right after the emergency broadcast ended, the picture suddenly began to distort.

The surveillance footage only showed that chaos suddenly broke out in the carriage without any warning.

The passengers screamed and shoved each other as if they had been frightened by something. Some fell to the ground, some spilled coffee, and one man seemed to rush towards Chen Feng, but was sent flying by a punch from Chen Feng.

There seemed to be no demonic possession or any trace of demonic presence from beginning to end.

All the key evidence seemed to be manipulated by some mysterious force, and none of it appeared in the surveillance video.

"This..." Chen Feng instantly felt that something was very wrong.

Just then, the passengers started shouting excitedly, describing the terrifying scene that had just occurred, but none of them got to the point.

Furthermore, no one could understand the actions Chen Feng was taking to protect their safety.

Their testimonies seemed increasingly absurd to the safety officers.

"I saw with my own eyes that his fingernails grew really long! As black as ink!" A middle-aged man in overalls blushed and gestured wildly, almost hitting the person next to him with his arm.

"Nonsense! I was sitting right across from him, and he was clearly in a hurry to go to the bathroom!" A student wearing glasses immediately retorted, his voice trembling with tears. "He didn't do anything."

"No, no... I remember the train suddenly jolted, and then everyone started running, and things just got chaotic for no reason... Did that guy fall and hit his head?"

The testimonies from the crowd were fragmented and contradictory.

Some insist they saw demonic claws and a grin that stretched to the ears.

Some people, however, only remember it as an ordinary brawl.

Some people even said that nothing happened.

Even more frightening is that many people say Chen Feng struck the middle-aged man first, saying that he "looked fierce in his black clothes."

Chen Feng's expression grew increasingly grim.

He stared intently at the looping surveillance footage on the train's monitor. The cold electronic evidence and the erroneous testimonies of half the passengers weighed heavily on his heart like two mountains.

"Sir... is there anything else you need to help with?" the security guard asked.

Chen Feng did not answer. He simply walked to the side of the dead man, stretched out his hands and hovered above the middle-aged man's corpse. Hong Jie's power of consciousness instantly poured out, collecting all the extremely subtle soul fluctuations on the corpse.

The man's corpse still exuded the aura of the Demon Prince Teguer.

However, all the evidence now points against Chen Feng.

"Raise his hand," Chen Feng suddenly said.

Safety captain Li Mo paused for a moment, then immediately walked to Chen Feng's side and carefully helped him lift the middle-aged man's stiff right hand.

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, he drew his military knife from his waist, and cut a gash on the man's finger. Then he took out a container and collected the blood flowing from his finger.

"After being invaded by the Phantom Demon, the victim's blood will retain the original imprint. This imprint will completely dissipate within one minute of the Phantom Demon leaving the body, and ordinary instruments cannot detect it at all."

"This...this is the mark of the demon?" Li Mo's voice was dry, like sandpaper scraping. "But if the surveillance cameras and detectors can't see it..."

"Believe me, his power will surpass all your understanding of the Phantom Demon."

Chen Feng sheathed his military knife, stood up, and said.

"Also, I'm going to make a call to the Martial God Palace now."