Outside, human bones are scattered everywhere.
Mo Lin can be certain that these are all human bones.
So far, only Wan Foli and a few others have been to the rear carriage.
"Open the door, I want to get out," a man shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, the man approached the train door and swung his fist to slam it hard at the door.
A dull sound echoed.
The train door was directly knocked off.
Then everyone saw themselves above a bottomless abyss.
There was simply no way to leave the train.
As for the human bones Mo Lin saw earlier, they were tens of kiloters away.
The man, seeing the surrounding sights, stopped his actions after yelling about leaving the train.
The train continued to move forward.
Mo Lin had previously guessed that the train was not moving, but he was completely wrong.
Mo Lin suddenly frowned; soone in the rear car was staring intently at him.
The figure’s face was unclear, but the outline was vaguely visible.
This silhouette was identical to Qin Yuyu’s figure.
But Mo Lin knew one thing for sure, Qin Yuyu was dead.
He could be sure that the silhouette inside was not Qin Yuyu.
The door was opened, and a large amount of cold wind blew in.
The chill was piercing.
It stung people’s faces painfully.
"I want to go back," Chen Li said fearfully, timidly.
Ever since they boarded this train, people started dying.
They must know they are all Immortal Cultivators.
If even those with such strength could die here, who wouldn’t be frightened?
"There’s no turning back," Zhang Fan comforted Chen Li by saying, "Don’t be afraid, as long as we don’t split up, we’ll be fine."
Mo Lin turned and sat down in his seat, pretending not to see the figure in the rear carriage. At the sa ti, Mo Lin subconsciously tightened the red string on his arm.
The atmosphere in the carriage was very oppressive.
Wan Foli approached Mo Lin and sat down directly beside him.
"Mo Lin, to tell you the truth, I’m here to et the Immortal."
Seeing Mo Lin’s silence, Wan Foli spoke again to Mo Lin, "I want to collaborate with you."
He had witnessed Mo Lin’s skills, and Mo Lin’s strength was in no way inferior to his own.
"At the end of the train, there’s an Immortal Mountain where Immortals reside.
If we find the Immortals, we can discover the secret of immortality."
"No cooperation," Mo Lin decisively refused.
Before coming, Qiu Yunshang had already warned Mo Lin not to trust anyone.
"Tch... clueless," Wan Foli cursed in anger.
Seconds and minutes passed.
For so reason, the train had not yet reached its end.
Mo Lin felt an inexplicable sense of irritability.
"I’m so hot," a man shouted, then walked toward the outside of the train to cool off.
Actually, Mo Lin didn’t feel very hot.
"It’s so comfortable," the man said, enjoying the breeze.
After about a few dozen seconds, a piercing scream was heard.
"My hand... my hand," the man’s voice was heart-wrenching.
Mo Lin looked up to see that the man’s arm was now just white bone, with no flesh left.
Then, black insects climbed up the man’s arm, quickly gnawing at his body.
Countless black insects swiftly devoured the man’s corpse, and after doing so, the black insects surged in the direction of Mo Lin and the others.
Mo Lin used the Netherworld’s Nether Fire to fend off the black insects.
A cracking sound rang out.
It sounded like frying beans as the insects were charred to death by the flas.
Wan Foli and others also stood up to resist the black insects.
A white silhouette appeared through the top of the train, hanging upside down.
This was a short-haired woman, her body hanging down from the top of the train.
Her face was directly facing Mo Lin.
A pair of blue eyes, red hair.
She gave the impression of an edgy teenage girl.
Although the woman appeared upside down, her hair did not droop.
Moreover, her body penetrated through the train’s surface.
The red-haired woman pointed at Mo Lin and the others, showing a smile.
Then she pointed her finger toward Mo Lin’s head to grab it.
Mo Lin imdiately retreated, wielding the Qin King’s Sword to strike the red-haired woman head-on.
The red-haired woman swung her right hand, catching the Qin King’s Sword directly.
Even though Mo Lin had used all his power in this strike, it caused her no harm.
Through this mont of engagent, Mo Lin realized that the red-haired woman in front of him was human.
The woman exerted force with her palm, sending Mo Lin flying backward.
Then the red-haired woman landed in the middle of the carriage.
She looked at Wan Foli at the side, then at Mo Lin again.
She then pointed at Mo Lin and slowly said, "You, co with ."
She then prepared to forcibly take Mo Lin away.
Mo Lin was not having it; he used Immortal Technique, gathering Immortal Qi.
Facing the red-haired woman, Mo Lin didn’t dare be careless at all.
At this ti, everyone around also joined the battle.
Only Wan Foli did not make a move.
Immortal Qi gathered around Mo Lin’s body, and he used Snake Immortal Mode to unleash twenty percent of the Snake Immortal’s power.
Immortal Qi gathered and infused into the Qin King’s Sword, and Mo Lin slashed out once more.
This strike directly forced the red-haired woman to retreat.
"Why not choose ?" Wan Foli stood out and slowly said to the red-haired woman.
Mo Lin had a feeling that Wan Foli knew sothing, otherwise he wouldn’t be willing to be taken away voluntarily.
The red-haired woman looked at Mo Lin, then at Wan Foli, and said, "Fine, then I’ll choose you."
The red-haired woman then grabbed Wan Foli’s shoulder, preparing to take him away.
She cast one last glance at Mo Lin and coldly said, "Clueless."
The red-haired woman took Wan Foli and left the train, falling into the abyss.
Zhang Fan and the others watched as the red-haired woman took Wan Foli away.
There’s definitely no way to chase; jumping down is not an option, is it?
After Wan Foli was taken away, there was a loud noise from the rear of the train.
As the red-haired woman left.
The train began to change.
The glass around rapidly lted like a candle.
At the sa ti, tables, chairs, and the floor were all lting.
The door that was knocked off also disappeared.
The floor undulated, and the surroundings were thick with at walls.
It felt as if they were inside so kind of creature’s stomach.
Zhang Fan slowly said to everyone, "Everyone, be careful."
The floor rose and fell like waves.
A black silhouette appeared in front of Mo Lin, "I called you just now, why didn’t you respond?"
The woman asked Mo Lin.
The woman looked like Qin Yuyu, but upon closer inspection, her features were especially coarse, giving a very fake impression.
Mo Lin didn’t waste words, swinging the Qin King’s Sword directly at Qin Yuyu.
With one slash, he decapitated Qin Yuyu.
Mo Lin’s gaze swept around; there was no one else around.
He didn’t know where Zhang Fan and the others went.
Then, Mo Lin saw another figure, Yun Xue’xue.
If Qin Yuyu was just a coincidence before, then Yun Xue’xue was a traceable lead.
Mo Lin quickly confird a clue; this place could conjure figures of people one knew.
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