Gray-Clothed Man, Magnetic Fire Soul Refining

Mo Lan rushed over quickly, her face full of excitement, and gave Long Yuan a big hug.

The last time there was a train hijacking, she and many others would have died if it weren't for Long Yuan.

The Mo Lan embrace was warm and soft, exuding the scent of a mature woman, which made Long Yuan feel very comfortable.

"Long Yuan, it's a pleasure to see you again!"

Mo Lan let go of Long Yuan's hand, pulled him along, and walked into her Train Conductor's office.

"You didn't want the reward last time, so I'll apply for All-Alliance Train Pass for you, is that alright?"

As she spoke, Mo Lan took out a card from a small bag and handed it to Long Yuan.

"This is the All-Alliance Train Pass. From now on, whenever you ride any Soul Guidance Train, just show this card and you'll be given a private compartment that can accommodate four people at the same time. If you need more, we can add more!"

"This is too precious, I can't accept it..."

Long Yuan handed the card to Mo Lan; it was just a small favor last time.

"Heroes deserve heroes' treatment. This is what you deserve, so keep it!"

"Come on, I'll take you to a private room so you can experience it!"

With that, Mo Lan led Long Yuan into the private room.

All trains have a VIP area, which is not open to the public and is reserved for important guests.

For example, dignitaries on missions, top-tier Soul Master, or distinguished military personnel.

Those who can use the Soul Guidance Train's private rooms must have made outstanding contributions to the Alliance, not just those who have money.

The private room is about ten square meters, with two bunk beds that can accommodate ten people, and a table.

"Long Yuan, you rest here. I'm going out to work. Call me if you need anything!"

Mo Lan smiled as she spoke, and then walked out.

Lying in bed, the soft mattress has a fresh scent, and all the sheets have just been changed and are brand new.

When Long Yuan had nothing to do, he would sit cross-legged and begin meditating and cultivating.

"Bang..."

Suddenly, the Soul Guidance Train jolted violently, startling Long Yuan awake.

What happened?

"Has something happened again?"

In the original story, there will indeed be another incident at this point in time.

He was involved in both incidents.

He quickly opened the door to the private room and rushed out.

"Mo Lan, listen up! Get to Treasure Chest Number Nine right now, or we'll blow up this train!"

Suddenly, a voice came over the train's loudspeaker, its tone gloomy and creating a strong sense of oppression.

The train was in complete chaos. A terrorist attack had occurred not long ago, and the passengers were even more panicked this time.

Upon hearing that there was an accident in Carriage Number Nine, everyone ran in the opposite direction.

"Ah..."

Just as he rushed to the node of Carriage Number Nine, he heard a scream and immediately saw a scene that made his eyes bloodshot.

The entire Carriage Number Nine was in a mess, with more than a dozen corpses, none of them intact. He felt nauseous and almost vomited.

The entire carriage reeked of blood; most of those who died inside were security personnel.

"Tell me, who is that kid who saved you last time? And what's his contact information? Tell me, and I'll give you a quick death!"

Inside the carriage stood a person, thin and dressed in gray, with unusually large arms.

He raised his right hand, and a bone spur over a foot long emerged from his fingers.

The bone spur pierced through Mo Lan's shoulder, suspending her in mid-air.

Mo Lan was in so much pain that her whole body was convulsing, but she gritted her teeth and didn't say a word.

"You won't tell me, huh? Then I'll..."

Boom! Suddenly, just as the man was about to commit violence, a Blizzard suddenly appeared inside the carriage, making it impossible for people to open their eyes.

"What happened?"

The person at the meeting couldn't open his eyes, so he put down the Mo Lan and quickly called someone to go and check.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Amidst the Blizzard, countless Ice Cones appeared, controlled by Long Yuan's powerful Spiritual Power, and stabbed towards the thugs inside the carriage.

Pfft pfft pfft...

All the thugs were shot in the head and fell to the ground.

The person at the meeting suddenly unleashed his Soul Power. Although he was slightly injured, he was not seriously hurt.

"I'm here, don't hurt innocent people!"

As the Blizzard subsided, all the thugs who had been with the Gray-Clothed Man lay dead in pools of blood.

Only the Gray-Clothed Man was standing there.

"Sister Mo Lan, I'm late!"

Mo Lan was now in Long Yuan's arms, and he was using his Soul Power to heal her.

"Little one, you saved your sister again. If you weren't so young, I would have given myself to you!"

After coughing a few times, Mo Lan fainted.

"Someone, take Sister Mo Lan down for treatment!"

"Yes!" The security personnel quickly took Mo Lan and took her away for treatment.

The other security personnel rushed over and blocked the entrance to Carriage Number Nine.

"I'll take care of things here. You just need to calm the passengers down!"

Long Yuan waved to the security personnel, then turned to the Gray-Clothed Man and said angrily in a deep voice:

How do you want to die?

He would kill any criminal, regardless of who they were or what their background was.

"Hehehehe, you've come at the right time. Last time you killed our people, this time you won't escape."

I won't let you die so quickly. I'll torture you slowly, using the Magnetic Fire Soul Refining..."

As he spoke, green flames appeared in the Gray-Clothed Man's hand, and he suddenly pressed them down towards Long Yuan.

In the original story, the Magnetic Fire Soul Refining was first applied to Mo Lan. This time, Long Yuan saved Mo Lan in advance, sparing him from the pain.

In that instant, Long Yuan felt a wave of dizziness, and discomfort arose in his Sea of Spirit.

But that's all.

His Spiritual Power has already reached the Spirit Abyss Realm.

He stomped his right foot on the ground, causing his internal energy to reverse and reach its peak in an instant.

The discomfort in my Sea of Spirit vanished completely.

The Magnetic Fire Soul Refining was useless against him.

The Golden Dragon Claw appeared and suddenly stretched forward, reversing the Bloodline Power, and using the Golden Dragon Startles the Heavens Technique, it concentrated all of it onto its Golden Dragon Claw.

He unleashed his Mysterious Footwork and suddenly rushed in front of the man.

His eyes turned gold, and a loud dragon roar suddenly erupted from his body.

Five incredibly sharp, Dark Golden beams suddenly erupted from between the five fingers.

Golden Dragon Terrorclaw.

This was his strongest attack, using the reverse flow of his Qi and blood to unleash the Golden Dragon Terrorclaw Golden Dragon Startles the Heavens.

The opponent now had six Soul Ring lit up, and in Long Yuan's perception, his Soul Power had reached at least level 65.

He was a full twelve levels higher than him.

Long Yuan dared not hold back in the slightest, unleashing his strongest attack in his strongest form.

With a low growl, a layer of grayish-white light suddenly rippled from the Gray-Clothed Man's body, like a protective shield.

The Golden Dragon Terrorclaw slammed into the white light.

Thud! Pfft!

Long Yuan felt as if he had grasped solid steel.

Even so, the Golden Dragon Terrorclaw slammed in, unleashing Shatter Effect.

With a soft "plop," as the white light faded, a large hole appeared in the Gray-Clothed Man's chest, from which blood gushed forth.

The Gray-Clothed Man's You You green eyes were now tinged with red blood vessels. With a flash, he charged towards Long Yuan like a ghost.

Long Yuan unleashed the Golden Dragon Terrorclaw once more, slamming it into his opponent.