Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

A blue rainbow descended from the sky, and Jiang Chuan's figure appeared in the light. Zhou Tianyan had been waiting for a long time.

"The car has arrived?!"

The first thing Jiang Chuan asked after he appeared was to ask a question.

The old man stood up to greet him, his expression complex: "It's been here for two days and hasn't shown any signs of leaving. It must be waiting for you, its 'passenger'."

"That's good."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan felt a huge weight lifted from his shoulders.

Zhou Tianyan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Besides that, some other things happened."

"What is it?"

"Song Jinghong".

Jiang Chuan raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong with him?"

"He and dozens of other trapped alien kings also got out of that vehicle."

Zhou Tianyan briefly recounted the whole story, "Fortunately, Miss Xu intervened and nipped this crisis in the bud. I spared Song Jinghong's life because he said he wanted to tell you something in person."

Jiang Chuan laughed: "What's the point of keeping him alive? Just kill him and that's it."

"He said he knew a lot about that train."

Jiang Chuan paused for a moment, then nodded: "Then bring him over."

Song Jinghong was quickly carried in by two soldiers.

He was forced to kneel on the ground.

His face was ashen.

His entire cultivation level was suppressed by the secret technique.

At this point, even an ordinary person could easily take his life.

The moment he saw Jiang Chuan, he realized that this was the peerless genius Zhou Tianyan had mentioned. He slammed his forehead heavily against the stone slab, making a dull thud.

"Lord Jiang! I was wrong! I truly know I was wrong!"

He begged for mercy without any semblance of dignity, "I have made many contributions to the human race! I designed the city defense system of Tianque City myself! I also led the construction of the northern border defense line back then! And, there's the information on the Starry Sky Temple! Yes! The Starry Sky Temple! I went inside once back then, and I personally compiled the detailed maps of the first to fourth floors and left them to the Federation!"

Jiang Chuan, who had been leaning back in his chair, suddenly had a subtle change in expression when he heard the last sentence.

"Did you leave the information about the Starry Sky Temple?"

"Yes, it's me!"

Song Jinghong thought he had found a breakthrough and nodded frantically: "Back then, I almost died on the fourth floor while organizing that intelligence! Lord Jiang, you must have seen it, right? Did it help you? Just spare my life! Give me a chance to redeem myself..."

"You fucking have the nerve to bring this up!"

Jiang Chuan was immediately furious.

It was because of that information that he mistakenly believed that the Starry Sky Temple had a fourth level, and as a result, he almost missed the most important opportunity for inheritance!

He was secretly cursing the unreliable human predecessor who left this information.

result.

It's actually this guy right in front of me!

Song Jinghong's pupils constricted sharply: "M-Sir, is there something wrong with that map? I clearly..."

"What do you mean, 'clearly'?"

Jiang Chuan interrupted him abruptly, almost laughing in exasperation: "You've never even been inside the third floor, yet you're making up all sorts of stories, almost causing me a huge loss! And you still have the nerve to bring this up?!"

Upon hearing this, Song Jinghong's eyes darted away: "I... I only wanted to save face, to make future generations think I went further... I didn't mean to harm anyone!"

"That's enough."

Jiang Chuan was too lazy to waste any more words with him: "Whether you did it on purpose or not, you deserve this result now."

He raised his palm, and a slowly rotating Starry Sky Mirror appeared in his palm.

Starlight flows.

The light reflected off Song Jinghong's pale face, making it appear as if it were in shadow.

"Wait...wait! I still have a use for you, you can't kill me! I know the secret of that car! You're going to get on that car and head to the Heavenly Chapter Realm, right? I know..."

"No need."

The starlight overwhelmed his vision.

A moment later, Song Jinghong opened her eyes again, stood up, and knelt on one knee: "Greetings, Master."

Half a day later.

Song Jinghong had recounted his entire experience after boarding the train.

Through his account, Jiang Chuan had a general understanding of the car's situation.

"Alright."

Jiang Chuan stood up.

Song Jinghong immediately shut up and obediently stepped aside.

Jiang Chuan stood there and pondered for a while.

Everything that needed to be arranged has been arranged.

The migration of the entire human race was being handled by Zhou Tianyan and a group of heavenly generals, and the divine sons of the three races had also been notified to coordinate their assistance.

As for the three women, Xu Yinyin, Ling Aoshuang, and Shen Zhiyi, they will stay in the Federation and try to guide him after he arrives in the Tianzhang Realm.

One ticket allows only one person to board the train.

Although they might be able to act as stowaways like Song Jinghong and her group, getting off the bus directly at the Tianzhang Realm station, there's no guarantee that something unexpected might happen.

He didn't need to put the three women at that risk.

Bringing Song Jinghong is enough.

"I'm gone."

Jiang Chuan stepped out of the council hall, his figure transforming into a streak of azure light, and fell straight towards the origin station.

Origin Station.

The gray-white platform still stands quietly under the dim yellow lights.

The old-fashioned, all-black steam train was parked at the edge of the platform.

The seven carriages were arranged in a row, with dim yellow lights shining through the windows, flickering in the mist. The doors were open, as if waiting for someone.

Zhou Tianyan stood on the platform, with Qin Tianheng and several heavenly generals behind him. When they saw Jiang Chuan land, they all came forward to greet him.

"Have you made up your mind?"

Zhou Tianyan asked.

"Um."

Jiang Chuan nodded: "After I leave, the three races will cooperate with the migration. I have already reviewed the allocation plan for the source essence, and there are no problems. If you encounter any trouble later, you can ask Xu Yinyin and the others for help."

Zhou Tianyan was silent for a moment, then reached out and squeezed Jiang Chuan's arm tightly: "Take care."

"The same to you."

Jiang Chuan smiled, turned around and walked towards the car door.

Song Jinghong followed behind him and boarded the train that had trapped him for thirty years, looking completely at ease.

The car door slowly closed behind the two of them.

The whistle sounded, long and deep, and the wheels rolled over the rails, making a dull metallic scraping sound.

The train slowly started moving, heading towards an unknown direction along the railway track that stretched into the thick fog.

On the platform.

Zhou Tianyan watched the train gradually disappear into the fog.

"Now that he's gone, I don't know when he'll be back."

Qin Tianheng stood beside him, gazing in the direction the train had disappeared: "He will come back."

Zhou Tianyan turned to look at him.

The old dean grinned, his smile filled with endless emotion: "This kid has never broken a promise."

……

Jiang Chuan stood in the dimly lit carriage, his gaze sweeping over the scene before him.

The seven carriages are arranged in a row, and each carriage has a completely different layout.

The only thing they have in common is that heavy sense of history.

obsolete.

It was deserted.

Song Jinghong then spoke up, "Informing the master that the configurations of these seven carriages are different. The first three are ordinary carriages, so we don't need to stop here. We can go directly to the business class carriages at the back."

Jiang Chuan asked, "What's different about the business class cabin?"

"It will be safer."

Song Jinghong respectfully explained, "This train will experience three states during its journey. The first is the normal state, in which all passengers can move freely within the carriages."

"The second scenario is a bumpy ride. The train might pass through some special areas where a terrifying light will shine out from the outside."

"Even a peak eighth-tier king could not withstand that light."

"They will be killed instantly."

"However, there are obvious warning signs when the train is bumping, and as long as you take timely evasive action, there will generally be no major danger."

"The third state is the most terrifying; I call it... the out-of-control state!"

A hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

Song Jinghong said, "In an out-of-control carriage, terrifying changes will occur. Only by staying in your seat can you survive. Business class seats are relatively spacious, and there is enough room to maneuver in case of an accident, so the probability of survival is also higher."

Jiang Chuan nodded and took out his ticket.

On the ticket, the three characters "[Tianzhang Station]" gleamed faintly in the dim light, and the seat number column below clearly stated: Business Class, Row 3, Seat 3.

He found his seat in the fourth carriage.

Sat down.

The seats were surprisingly soft, and the backrest angle was just right for reclining.

"Business class is indeed quite good."

Jiang Chuan leaned back in his chair, then suddenly changed the subject, "What are the carriages in the back?"

Song Jinghong's expression stiffened almost imperceptibly: "The fifth carriage is the dining car, while the last two are sleeper carriages."

"A sleeper berth?"

Jiang Chuan immediately became interested: "Isn't a sleeper berth safer than an exposed business class seat?"

"Absolutely not!"

Song Jinghong's voice suddenly rose, then she realized her lapse and quickly lowered her voice, "Master, you don't know, those two sleeper carriages are very strange!"

"What's strange?"

Song Jinghong took a deep breath and lowered his voice, saying, "I suspect that beings from ancient times may still reside inside!"

"Um?!"

Song Jinghong's voice was filled with barely concealed terror: "Whether they are human or ghosts, I'm not sure, but during the thirty years I was trapped, I personally witnessed something emerge from a sleeper car once!"

"It was a boy in blue robes who looked only seven or eight years old. His behavior was very strange. He got off the train at a station in a desolate world."

"Several ignorant alien kings even dared to attack him."

"result……"

He swallowed hard, not revealing the fate of those aliens, but his reaction suggested it.

Song Jinghong continued, "Some people also tried to sneak into the boy's sleeper compartment when he got off the train, hoping to see if there were any treasures inside... but they never came out again."

Jiang Chuan remained silent for a moment, a sense of vigilance rising in his heart.

The origins of this train are unfathomable; any mishap could kill a group of eighth-tier kings. It's no wonder that it terrified Song Jinghong.

But what if those sleeper cars are inhabited by ancient monsters from the distant past?

Even he needs to be careful.

after all.

Compared to those ancient cultivators.

He was merely a newcomer who had just reached the Body Tempering Realm.

Song Jinghong solemnly said, "In my opinion, we should stay in the business class and wait for the train to arrive at the station safely. Otherwise, no matter what happens, we should pretend we didn't see it. This is the survival rule that I have used to survive for thirty years."

Jiang Chuan nodded thoughtfully.

however.

What you fear most is what will happen to you.

On the very first night that Jiang Chuan and Song Jinghong boarded the train, it entered its most terrifying state of being out of control.

Boom!!

The train first shook violently, as if it had derailed.

Then the lights in the entire carriage suddenly went out, plunging the carriage into complete darkness.

Jiang Chuan suddenly opened his eyes.

His perfected body tempering cultivation level gave him five senses far beyond those of ordinary people, allowing him to barely see even in a dark carriage.

He immediately saw a thick, almost liquid black mist seeping from the connection between the two ends of the carriage.

The black mist slowly spread along the ground, like a silent, flowing black river.

Wherever they went.

The air temperature also became incredibly cold.

"host……!"

Song Jinghong's voice came from the side, but it only lasted half a sound before stopping abruptly.

Jiang Chuan's heart tightened, but he couldn't care less about him at the moment. Song Jinghong had said before that a train in an out-of-control state would exhibit all sorts of strange phenomena, including hallucinations that deliberately entice people to leave their seats.

Regardless of whether he was in danger or not.

You don't need to worry about any of that.

He slowly leaned back in his chair, calmed his breathing, and remained motionless.

Black mist flowed past my feet, and the icy chill seeped into my shoes, climbing up my ankles.

Followed by.

A sound suddenly broke out in the carriage.

It was a faint human voice, like someone whispering in your ear, or like it was coming from a very far distance through a thick curtain.

Footsteps, muffled laughter, the sound of wheels being pushed by the dining car... this carriage seemed to have suddenly returned to a time when it was still running normally countless years ago.

The area was filled with passengers who chatted, moved around, and pushed food carts back and forth in the aisle.

But when Jiang Chuan glanced at it out of the corner of his eye...

The corridor was deserted.

Darkness pressed in from all sides, trapping him in a small chair, like an isolated island.

Just then.

A cold, sinister figure suddenly appeared in the empty seat next to him.

If Jiang Chuan hadn't kept Song Jinghong's reminder in mind, he probably would have subconsciously activated the Starry Sky Treasure Mirror and smashed it over.

He held his breath.

At this time.

The other party suddenly made a sound.

The voice was hoarse and indistinct, as if speaking underwater. Jiang Chuan tried his best to listen, but he couldn't make out a single word.

But suddenly, he heard a few words clearly, which seemed to be "Tian Zhang" or "Chi Ming".

What does that mean?

Jiang Chuan's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the other party wanted to convey some important information to him?

wrong!

He was momentarily dazed, but quickly regained his senses. It wasn't surprising that the other party knew about Tianzhang Realm, since this car was heading to Tianzhang Station.

But Chiming likely refers to the Chiming Calamity Fire True Lord in that ancient secret realm.

Even Song Jinghong didn't know!

It's tempting itself to speak!

Upon realizing this, Jiang Chuan broke out in a cold sweat. He immediately focused his attention on his nose, held his breath, and closed his five orifices to completely calm down, no longer paying attention to the strange changes in the carriage.

I don't know when.

The black fog inside the carriage finally dissipated.

The car lights cast a dim yellow glow over the unchanging interior, and all the eeriness from before receded like the tide.

A pungent, bloody smell wafted from the side.

Jiang Chuan looked at Song Jinghong's location with a twisted expression. His chest had been completely ripped open, the broken ribs were jagged, and his internal organs had been gnawed to pieces. He was clearly dead beyond any doubt.