The soul guidance train from Shrek City to Beihai City slowly started, the wheels rubbing against the rails to produce a low hum, and the platform outside the window began to slowly slide backward. The first VIP carriage of this train could accommodate twenty people, but today, only eight people were sitting in this spacious and luxurious carriage—Huo Yuhao and his group.
Given the status of Yun Ming and Leng Yaozhu, if they were mixed with other passengers in a regular carriage, it would inevitably cause unnecessary commotion. After all, whether it was the Sky-Supporting Douluo or the Heavenly Phoenix Douluo, both were figures who shook the Douluo Continent.
However, this was not an arrangement by the train staff; it was Yun Ming who paid out of his own pocket to book the entire No. 1 VIP carriage, all for the sake of peace and quiet.
The final stop of the soul guidance train was Beihai City, which was the destination of everyone's trip. Beihai City was located on the northeast coast of the Douluo Continent and was also the city closest to Devil Island.
This train needed to run on the tracks for more than ten hours to arrive, which for ordinary people was just the time for a night's sleep.
But for Limit Douluo like Yun Ming and Leng Yaozhu, being cooped up in an iron carriage for over ten hours was truly a form of torture; after all, they could fly there much faster on their own. If it weren't for bringing this group of juniors, they hadn't ridden a soul guidance train for such a long time in ages.
At this moment, the carriage was quiet and peaceful. Yun Ming and Leng Yaozhu were each sitting by the window, their eyes slightly closed, their breathing even and long, looking as if they were resting with their eyes closed.
Huo Yuhao and the other youths couldn't sit still. Young people were full of energy, and since it was their first time going to a place like Devil Island, which sounded evil just by its name, they couldn't help but be extremely curious.
Several of them coincidentally gathered around the circle of face-to-face seats in the middle of the carriage and began to chat in low voices.
Xie Xie hunched over, his hands resting on his knees, his eyes darting across the others. Lowering his voice, he asked mysteriously, "What do you guys think is actually on this Devil Island? The name alone sounds scary; could there really be monsters or demons on the island?"
Tang Wulin shook his head and said, "Teacher Wu hasn't been there either. What he told us before was all heard from Seniors."
As he spoke, Tang Wulin's gaze involuntarily glanced at Na'er. Not just him, the others' gazes also fell on her simultaneously.
As a Disciple of the Master of the Sea God Pavilion, Na'er should know more inside information than them, right?
Seeing everyone staring at her, a hint of helplessness flashed in Na'er's silver eyes. She shook her head gently: "Don't look at me. I've already said I don't know either."
"Teacher has always been unwilling to say much about Devil Island. I've asked him a few times, but he always says that I'll know when I get there, and knowing beforehand would actually be bad."
At this moment, Huo Yuhao spoke up: "Alright, stop guessing."
"Going to Devil Island this time is different from the last time we went to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. We are going to Devil Island for training. No one knows exactly how long we will stay on the island, but it definitely won't be something that can be finished in a day or two."
"Instead of spending energy on guessing, it's better to rest and conserve our strength."
Huo Yuhao's words always carried weight in the hearts of these youths. Since he said so, although their curiosity hadn't diminished at all, they stopped discussing it.
The entire carriage returned to quietness. Only the rhythmic, slight swaying of the train while moving reminded everyone that they were gradually getting closer to that mysterious Devil Island.
When the soul guidance train passed two stations and was traveling through a range of rolling mountains, the scenery outside the carriage had changed from open fields to steep cliffs and dense coniferous forests.
Right in this desolate mountain area, Yun Ming and Leng Yaozhu, who were originally resting with their eyes closed in the carriage, suddenly opened their eyes at almost the same instant.
Huo Yuhao's reaction was half a beat slower than theirs, but only half a beat. His mental force, having stepped into the Spirit Domain Realm, keenly captured the anomaly in an instant.
Immediately, a deafening explosion tore through the silence of the valley.
The others in the carriage were also instantly awakened by this sudden loud noise. Before anyone could react further, Yun Ming and Leng Yaozhu had already acted simultaneously.
The Spirit Power of the two Limit Douluo was like two invisible giant hands, wrapping around the entire train.
Everyone in the carriage only felt their seats shake violently, and the train, which was originally running at high speed, suddenly stopped amidst a screeching sound of brakes.
Yun Ming and Leng Yaozhu looked at each other, and both read the same judgment in each other's eyes.
In the next second, both of their figures disappeared from the carriage simultaneously, and when they appeared again, they were already hovering side by side in the air outside the train.
The two looked down from above, and the scene before them was a complete mess.
The rails under the train had been blown out with a huge gap, and the twisted steel rails were curled up toward the sky like twists, with gravel and soil scattered all over the ground.
Fortunately, Yun Ming and Leng Yaozhu acted in time, and the soul guidance train was not directly thrown off the tracks by the explosion.
However, the huge inertia brought by the high-speed movement still caused the following carriages to be squeezed together in a crooked "Z" shape, as if they had been casually manipulated by an invisible giant hand.
Huo Yuhao also flew out of the carriage at this moment. His mental force spread out without reservation, instantly figuring out the general situation below.
His expression turned stern as he looked at Leng Yaozhu and Yun Ming, and he said in a deep voice: "It's an Evil Soul Master."
The explosion of the soul guidance train was by no means an accident. Looking at the entire Federation, the only ones who dared to attack the soul guidance train so unscrupulously were that group of Evil Soul Masters who feared nothing but the world's chaos.
They didn't need reasons, motives, or even any demands for benefits.
Slaughter itself was their goal, and chaos itself was their belief.
In the mental perception that Huo Yuhao spread out, dozens of guys wearing masks and multicolored tight suits in the carriage below were all holding standard soul tool guns.
Their muzzles were aimed without hesitation at the panicked passengers in those carriages, and they were about to pull the triggers to carry out an indiscriminate bloody sweep.
Just as Huo Yuhao opened his mouth to say the three words "Evil Soul Master," Leng Yaozhu beside him had already acted. She gave a cold snort with a slightly chilly expression, raised her right hand, and gently rubbed her slender, fair fingers together, snapping them with a crisp sound.
As the snap sounded, dozens of fist-sized fireballs appeared out of thin air around her body. Each flame emitted a scorching high temperature close to the Ultimate Fire, burning the surrounding air until it twisted slightly.
The next moment, these fireballs seemed to have received a silent command, simultaneously turning into streaks of fiery red light, dragging gorgeous tail flames as they shot towards the train below.
Huo Yuhao's mental force was locking onto the battle below the whole time. He clearly "saw" that every flame released by Leng Yaozhu precisely found a masked bandit holding a soul tool gun.
Not a single one missed, and there was no collateral damage. The flames, as if they had eyes, bypassed the panicked ordinary passengers and accurately hit those guys who were preparing to pull the trigger.
Those low-level Spirit Masters with only two or three rings of cultivation had no room to resist in front of Leng Yaozhu at all. The moment the flames touched them, they trembled all over, their soul tool guns clattered to the ground, and they fell to the ground, screaming.
However, Leng Yaozhu did not deal a lethal blow; she only made them lose the ability to act, but did not take their lives.
This was naturally not because Leng Yaozhu was soft-hearted; she had never had any mercy for Evil Soul Masters.
The reason she left them alive was merely to pry some useful information out of their mouths.
Inside the No. 1 VIP carriage, Tang Wulin and the others also rushed out at this moment.
Everyone knew something had happened as soon as they heard the explosion and were preparing to take action, but they were stunned to find that the battle seemed to have already ended.
But this was not the end. Yun Ming's eyes, deep as an abyss, were still coldly staring at the area below.
He didn't even lift an eyebrow when Leng Yaozhu was dealing with those small fries, but at this moment, his gaze was like two substantive cold rays, firmly locked onto one of the carriages below.
He said in a deep voice: "There is one more."
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