The Train Has Arrived, I'm Getting On!

On Mount Tai, several black dots suddenly appeared, then gradually grew larger, accompanied by countless sounds of wind and thunder.

Hearing the noise, everyone looked up, their faces filled with horror.

Descending from the sky were nine enormous dragon corpses, pulling a Bronze Coffin as they came crashing down toward Mount Tai's summit.

It was simply too shocking. Dragons were creatures of myth and legend, beings that had never appeared in the world. People spoke of dragons, but no one had ever seen one.

Yet today, Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin descended from the heavens. It was immensely shocking, and deeply terrifying.

Falling objects from such a height could easily kill innocent people if one was not careful.

So everyone on Mount Tai fled in panic, rushing in every direction to avoid the approaching dragon corpses.

Fang Qing was not panicked. He had long known that Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin would come. That was why he had come to Mount Tai.

If he missed this interstellar transport, then cultivating successfully on Earth would be nothing more than a fool's dream.

Although this interstellar transport was indeed fraught with risks, Fang Qing felt those risks were worth taking.

As he avoided the dragon corpses, Fang Qing also took Ye Fan with him.

This filled Ye Fan with gratitude. Fang Qing really was his kindred spirit—at a time like this, he was still thinking of him!

As Ye Fan thought this, the dragon corpses fell from the sky. They did not crush any unlucky victims, though some less fortunate people were struck by flying stones, their bodies covered in blood and mangled flesh as miserable cries rang out.

The summit of Mount Tai was filled with wails. Some were injured, while others were still running.

Fang Qing was uninjured, and so were his many classmates. At this moment, they stared in disbelief at the dragon corpses ahead.

The nine colossal dragon corpses were each a hundred meters long. Most of their bodies lay across the mountaintop, while a smaller portion hung over the cliffs. They resembled a black steel Great Wall, brimming with explosive power. It seemed that if they had been alive, they would have possessed the power to destroy heaven and earth.

"Th-this... dragons actually exist in this world?"

"The dragons seem to be dead. Why would something like this happen?"

"We should leave. This place is far too terrifying. No one knows what might happen if we stay here."

"Yes, yes, yes, let's go. We need to get away from here quickly."

Many students stared at the nine dragon corpses, repeatedly overwhelmed by shock. Their worldview had been shattered. What else was there in this world that they did not know?

Many people wanted to leave, but Li Xiaoman suddenly pointed ahead and asked, "What is that?"

Her words made everyone stop. Looking over, they saw half a jade tablet beneath the cracked ground, resting atop a round altar.

The round altar was not large. Ancient and simple, it was made of five kinds of strange soil and carried the aura of countless years, drawing the attention of many people.

Five kinds of strange soil—Five-Colored Soil.

It looked exceptionally mysterious.

If we don't leave now, we may not be able to leave at all.

Fang Qing knew it was Five-Colored Soil. The Five-Colored Soil formed the Five-Colored Altar, which could open an interstellar passage.

If one did not want to leave Earth, the best choice now was to leave immediately.

But curiosity killed the cat. All the students were extremely curious, and then one female student let out a scream. She lost her footing and fell downward.

Many students hurriedly reached out and pulled her back up.

However, it was already too late. The Interstellar Train had started.

A powerful suction force pinned everyone in place, making it impossible for anyone to leave. Then countless ancient characters and runes appeared, forming a massive Bagua Diagram.

These runes were incomparably profound, as though they expounded upon some greatest Great Dao Origin between heaven, earth, and the universe. The ancient runes possessed a metallic texture and contained an immensely mysterious power.

Before everyone's eyes, a Taiji Diagram appeared within the Bagua Diagram. The power of yin and yang opened the void that existed between heaven and earth, and a passage through the void emerged.

Fang Qing did not blink, wanting to commit everything to memory. But this was simply too profound. He could see it, yet he could not understand it.

This problem is far too difficult. I can't solve it.

The Great Dao Origin and the principles of the void displayed before him could only be comprehended once his Cultivation Level reached a certain realm. For now, he could only look at them. It was truly regrettable.

Very soon, he could not even keep looking.

Because the ancient Bronze Coffin opened a wide crack and directly sucked Fang Qing inside.

It was not only Fang Qing. His classmates also boarded, whether Ye Fan, Wang Ziwen, Zhou Yi, Lin Jia, Liu Yunzhi, or the others.

"Clang."

The Bronze Coffin shook as its lid sealed it shut.

The train doors had closed. The journey through the universe had begun.

Yet on this cosmic journey, aside from Fang Qing, who remained relatively calm, every other passenger felt unprecedented terror.

"Ah..."

"Help!"

"I shouldn't have come to watch! I was wrong!"

"I want to go home! I don't want to be inside a coffin!"

Some people were on the verge of collapse, crying out in terror.

But the train had already started. It would not stop just because someone was crying.

Inside the Bronze Coffin, some people were nearly breaking down, their hearts filled with helplessness and fear.

"What do we do? Who can save us?"

"Is there another way for us to get out?"

"Why is there no signal? How can this damned coffin block signals?"

Unable to use their phones to contact the outside world, many people grew even more terrified.

"Everyone, calm down. First, turn on your phones to light up the coffin. Then count everyone present. Each person, state your name."

Fang Qing spoke.

His voice rang loudly through the darkness, and his words carried a power that steadied people's hearts.

Even in the darkness, he seemed as unmoving as Mount Tai, his emotions so stable that everyone was willing to quiet down.

"Fang Qing is right. Don't panic. Turn on your phones first, then say your names."

Zhou Yi, Wang Ziwen, and the others also spoke up, trying to stabilize everyone's emotions.

Only then did everyone gradually calm down. By the light of their phones, they could see the expressions on each person's face.

Many students wore terrified expressions.

But when everyone looked toward Fang Qing, they saw that this strange person, rumored to have done nothing but read and drink tea for three years, truly showed no trace of shock. He seemed utterly unruffled even with Mount Tai collapsing before him, and so they all quieted down.

Everyone even vaguely began to think of Fang Qing as their leader.

It seemed that as long as he was there, they could feel at ease.

Thus, everyone lined up and began stating their names.

"Number one, Zhou Yi."

"Number two, Wang Ziwen."

"Number three, Lin Jia."

"Number twenty-nine, Liu Yiyi."

"Cough, cough, and me—number thirty, Pang Bo!"

"Pang Bo?"