Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

The plan has been finalized, but how to allow Mo Yuan to leave the Federation in a reasonable manner still needs careful planning.

The Corpse Dog Clan likely possesses more than just one intelligence network within the Federation.

If the other side notices the signs of Mo Yuan's betrayal in advance.

They will definitely take precautions.

Although Mo Yuan, empowered by Jiang Chuan's divine power, is no different from a ninth-tier supreme expert, a rampage against the Corpse Dog Clan upon his return could cause them significant losses.

However, if the seven kings of the Corpse Dog Clan cannot be killed in one fell swoop, given the Corpse Dog Clan's tendency to go berserk at the drop of a hat, they may very well choose to perish together with the human race.

At that time.

This will inevitably bring many unnecessary sacrifices to the human race.

"What's the story behind this train?"

Jiang Chuan looked at the old train sitting on the tracks. The seven carriages were lit with dim yellow lights, but the windows were fogged up, making it impossible to see the inside.

"Reporting to Master, according to the ancient records of the Corpse Dog Royal Court, this train is a forbidden object of extremely ancient origin!"

"It is said that as long as you ride it to the destination, you will have the opportunity to break through to the ninth rank!"

"but."

"What this old servant has heard is merely a legend."

Mo Yuan revealed the truth: "This old servant has little time left to live. I originally just wanted to try my luck and decided to board the train to take a gamble."

"Does breaking through to the ninth rank require a special opportunity?"

Jiang Chuan was curious.

Shen Zhiyi's voice suddenly came from behind: "That's right, breaking through to the ninth level can't be achieved through cultivation alone, but requires absorbing a special energy called 'Source Essence'."

She is an eighth-tier professional and has the most authority to speak on this matter.

Shen Zhiyi said, "But all the 'source matter' in the Source Realm is controlled by the four major source blood races. Without their permission, no living being can break through to the ninth rank, not even those powerful holy blood races."

Jiang Chuan pondered, "So, the reason why the human race hasn't produced a single ninth-tier professional yet is because these four primordial bloodline races are causing trouble?"

"What you said isn't wrong."

A bitter look appeared on Shen Zhiyi's face: "However, the history of the four races in the Origin Realm is far longer than that of humans. To be precise, they are the superior beings who hold the power to distribute 'Origin Matter'."

Jiang Chuan didn't take it seriously: "To put it bluntly, it all comes down to who has the bigger fist, whoever has the bigger say."

Shen Zhiyi had truly experienced Jiang Chuan's character of never engaging in internal strife.

She remained silent for a moment.

He warned, "Below the source blood, all are ants. This is no exaggeration. The difference between the ninth and eighth ranks, though only one rank, is the difference between a god and an ant."

"I once witnessed a ninth-tier alien powerhouse boil a great river dry with a wave of his hand."

"That kind of great power."

"Even hundreds of Rank 8 professionals tied together couldn't achieve that!"

"Moreover, after they break through to the ninth rank, they can continue to absorb source essence to improve themselves. There is also an immeasurable gap in strength among the ninth-rank powerhouses..."

She said all this mainly because she was worried that Jiang Chuan would become arrogant and think that a ninth-level supreme expert was only slightly stronger than an eighth-level expert and could be easily suppressed.

Jiang Chuan naturally listened to his advice.

But while it's good to heed advice, if you really encounter a ninth-tier powerhouse, you still have to decide what to do based on the situation.

Ugh...!

The train, which had stopped at the bottom of the abyss, suddenly sounded its whistle.

Ding!

The two headlights at the front of the vehicle lit up, and the steam pistons started working, making a "bitter biting" noise.

At this time.

The view inside the car window suddenly became clear.

Shen Zhiyi's pupils dilated suddenly, as if she were seeing something unbelievable. Her gaze was fixed on the window of one of the carriages, and her lips moved several times before she trembled and uttered a name:

"Song Jinghong?!"

Jiang Chuan followed her gaze.

It was a window seat in a carriage, where a man was sitting. He had a handsome face and looked to be in his early thirties. He was wearing an outdated dark blue battle robe.

"Song Jinghong... he was a prodigy who shook the entire human race thirty years ago!"

Shen Zhiyi exclaimed in surprise, "He and Dean Qin are from the same generation, with SS-level talent. At the age of forty-seven, he was already at the peak of the eighth rank, just one step away from stepping into the ninth rank! Thirty years ago, in order to find a way to break through to the ninth rank, he went alone to the deeper parts of the Origin Realm and was never heard from again. Everyone thought he was dead... But he's actually here?!"

She turned abruptly and was about to rush towards the train.

"etc!"

Jiang Chuan grabbed her arm. Shen Zhiyi struggled, but didn't budge. She said anxiously, "If Senior Song Jinghong is still alive, he has most likely become a ninth-tier expert. The human race needs him now!"

Jiang Chuan calmly said, "Humanity needs him, but he may not need humanity. If he truly has this belief, why didn't he get off the train when it stopped, even if it was just to deliver a message to humanity?"

"That……"

Shen Zhiyi opened her mouth, unsure how to refute.

Jiang Chuan said in a gentler tone, "Of course, the situation may not be like that. Perhaps he is in a very special state right now and cannot leave this train."

Shen Zhiyi paused for a moment, then turned her head back to look at the figure in the car window.

Song Jinghong remained seated.

His face was serene.

Breathing is steady.

But those tightly closed eyes never opened.

She tried to probe the interior of the carriage with her mental energy, but it vanished without a trace the moment it touched the carriage's exterior, as if it had been directly swallowed up by some force.

"Senior Song!"

She called out, but the people in the carriage didn't move an inch, not even flinching.

"Sure enough, the people inside the carriage could neither hear nor see anything from the outside world."

Jiang Chuan released Shen Zhiyi's hand and slowly scanned the entire train.

Seven carriages.

Every section was packed with people.

To be precise, it was filled with creatures of all races.

Some were covered in scales, some had wings on their backs, some had heads as large as millstones, and some were as thin as snakes...

Without exception, all living beings kept their eyes closed.

Without exception.

All living beings exuded a terrifying aura that made Jiang Chuan's heart tremble!

"Where did these guys come from?"

Shen Zhiyi finally calmed down, her voice filled with barely suppressed shock.

She identified the faces in the carriage one by one.

The more I look at it, the more alarmed I become.

Those alien races who sit with their eyes closed are mostly recorded in the ancient books of the human race. They are all overlords living in the central region of the Origin Realm!

But at this moment, they all sat quietly in the carriage, like statues frozen in time!

Just then, the train let out another long whistle.

"The car is about to leave!"

Shen Zhiyi subconsciously took a step forward, but Jiang Chuan's arm was already blocking her way.

"Don't go up there."

Jiang Chuan's face showed unprecedented caution: "This car gives me an extremely dangerous feeling. Once I get on it, even I might not be able to escape unscathed."

Shen Zhiyi bit her lip; she knew Jiang Chuan was telling the truth.

Even those legendary powerhouses were trapped inside the carriages.

She, an eighth-level professional, rashly went up.

What else can it do?

Just as the two hesitated, the train slowly started moving.

The rusty wheels began to turn, emitting a harsh metallic scraping sound. The dim lights outside the carriages lit up one by one, from beginning to end, with each of the seven carriages being illuminated. Then the entire train began to accelerate, heading along the tracks into the depths of the black fog.

The sound of wheels rolling over the tracks grew fainter and fainter until it finally disappeared completely into the thick fog.

The bottom of the Soul Rift Abyss returned to its deathly silence.

Shen Zhiyi stood there, staring in the direction the train had disappeared, remaining silent for a long time. Then she spoke softly, her tone carrying an inscrutable meaning: "Everyone sitting inside was a powerful figure capable of stirring up a storm... What exactly was the force that could trap them in the carriage?"

Jiang Chuan let out a soft breath and slowly shook his head: "They boarded the train, probably all hoping to bypass the restrictions of the four major source blood races and use this train to find the source essence to break through to the ninth rank, including that Senior Song."

"but……"

"It doesn't look like a success."