Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

The five people sat down at the back of the hard-seat carriage.

Speak in hushed tones.

Clearly, they knew nothing about the train, and even though they saw other passengers traveling with them, they didn't rush to talk to them, but instead chose to observe the situation first.

But they didn't know that Jiang Chuan had already overheard their hushed conversation.

"Where is this bus going? We've been waiting for so long, why hasn't it arrived yet?"

Lan Lin lay on the back of the seat, swinging her legs back and forth, her voice filled with barely suppressed urgency.

"What's your rush? We've only been here for less than half an hour."

The young swordsman crossed his arms, his tone tinged with impatience: "The Origin Realm is so vast; just flying out of the edge would take several days, not to mention passing through those miasma layers. Since this vehicle can go directly to the outside world, it's definitely faster than us. Do you think we're going on a scenic trip by flying boat?"

"Who's in a hurry?"

Lan Lin pouted and retorted, "I just find this car weird. I can't even see the scenery outside the window. It's so stuffy."

"What's so great about the scenery? We're not here for leisure."

The swordsman replied coldly.

"Alright, alright, enough of that." The gentle woman reached out and ruffled Lan Lin's hair, then turned to the hunched, thin old man, her tone respectful. "Elder Mu, look at this carriage... Is it really as rumored, leading to the sacred land of ancient cultivators?"

The gaunt old man slowly opened his half-closed eyes, his cloudy pupils rolled twice, and his withered fingers, as dry as tree branches, gently tapped the bronze box on his back, producing two muffled tapping sounds.

"I have only read some records in the ancient books that are still preserved in our clan."

"The ancient texts mention that the Origin Realm was once filled with cultivators who had reached the heavens and the earth countless years ago, and it was extremely prosperous at that time."

"But later, a great calamity occurred, and all the cultivators withdrew from the Origin Realm."

"However, they left ways to the outside world in various parts of this land."

"This car is one of them."

He paused, a barely perceptible fervor and longing flashing in his eyes.

"According to ancient texts, this vehicle was used by ancient cultivators to travel through the various worlds."

"As long as you can climb it, you will have the opportunity to reach those legendary blessed lands, where there are celestial palaces and pavilions everywhere, and spiritual herbs and medicines are everywhere. What floats in the world there is not miasma, but endless innate spiritual energy. Back then, those cultivators were able to break through to higher realms by relying on the abundant resources of those places."

"Spiritual energy?"

Lan Lin's eyes lit up instantly, her little face filled with longing and anticipation. "When we get there, will we be able to cultivate like those ancient immortals? Will we be able to fly up to the sky and live for hundreds of years?"

"It's more than just a few hundred years."

Old Mu narrowed his eyes, his voice filled with longing, "Ancient books say that the best among cultivators live longer than the history of our clan. There was one called Golden Core True Monarch who lived for tens of thousands of years."

Lan Lin gasped, her small face showing an expression as if she had heard something unbelievable.

"Tens of thousands of years? Isn't that older than our clan's oldest ancestor?"

"So, it was worth the risk we took to get on this vehicle."

The middle-aged man at the head of the group finally spoke, his voice deep and steady, like muffled thunder rolling across a valley: "We, the Dragonscale Clan, have stayed in the Origin Realm for so many years, exploring every area we can, yet we've never found a breakthrough opportunity. Now that this vehicle has opened its door for us, we should seize this chance!"

Dragonscale Clan.

Another Holy Blood alien race trapped at the peak of the eighth rank in the Origin Realm, unable to make any further progress.

Jiang Chuan leaned back in his chair, listening to the conversation between the five alien races.

I already knew the answer.

Just like Song Jinghong.

They were all lured here by rumors that it would lead to a place of opportunity.

No, it can't be called a deception, because this train can indeed lead to a higher-dimensional world.

But the prerequisite is that you have to buy the ticket through official channels.

You also need to buy tickets for the right destination.

Jiang Chuan first learned of the existence of the Heavenly Chapter Realm through Ye Wanxia and others.

If he didn't know, even if he obtained the immortal essence, he would most likely just randomly choose one of those sites.

They will most likely be taken by train to a hellish place like the Azure Realm.

At that time.

It's no different from being dead.

For these passengers without tickets, this train was not a stroke of luck, but an inescapable nightmare.

Less than an hour after the five Dragonscale Clan members boarded the train, the train slowed down and stopped again.

This stop was still not a legitimate station.

The car door opened.

A strong, nauseating stench of blood wafted in.

Two burly figures entered the carriage. The one in the lead was a strange creature with two heads on his shoulders. Both faces were equally ugly and fierce, as if he had just experienced a brutal battle, with bits of flesh and scraps hanging on his body.

The one following behind him was slightly shorter but more robust, like a wild bear walking upright.

Both of the alien races were actually at the peak of the eighth rank.

In another carriage.

Blue Scale was the first to sense that nauseating aura.

Her face turned deathly pale instantly, and she instinctively shrank behind her older sister, whispering, "...What is that? It stinks."

The two alien races keenly caught the sound she made.

He suddenly turned his head to look.

But after seeing the number of the other side, he just grinned maliciously and did not immediately attack. Then he turned his head and saw Jiang Chuan and Song Jinghong, and his smile became rampant.

The Source Realm is vast.

Not all races live in the central four regions.

In other words, races that can settle in the four central domains generally have ways to obtain source matter and don't need to risk their lives on this vehicle.

At this time, neither of the two groups of alien races on the vehicle knew that the human race had become the common ruler of the Origin Realm.

In their impression.

Humans are merely the weakest, blood-eating creatures at the very bottom of the Origin Realm.

The two-headed alien leader strode over, looking down at Jiang Chuan with undisguised malice in his eyes: "Human? Tell me, what's the deal with this vehicle? How long have you been here? How many people have you seen? Where has this vehicle been parked? Tell me everything you know, and if I'm in a good mood, I might even grant you a complete corpse!"

The other head on its shoulder spoke up: "Dare to hide a single word, and I'll tear you to pieces!"

Jiang Chuan didn't even lift his eyelids.

next moment.

A dark figure suddenly flashed in front of him.

Song Jinghong's face was cold. Without uttering a single word, he raised his right hand and slapped it down.

boom!!!

A deep, muffled bang suddenly exploded in the business class car.

Before the two-headed alien could even react, its massive body was reduced to a cloud of blood mist by Song Jinghong's slap, exploding into countless pieces of flesh and bone fragments.

"You blind fool, daring to disturb your master's peace and quiet! You're asking for death!"