The Green Train sped through the clouds at an astonishing pace.
Feng Qi sat by the window, gazing down at the Central District land that occasionally flashed through gaps in the clouds.
He was not surprised that the vine tracks had been built above the clouds. After all, the world had changed, and the outside world was filled with Domain Creatures.
If the tracks were laid on the ground, they would be easily damaged in all sorts of ways.
He even felt that the skies above the clouds were not safe either. There were far too many flying Domain Creatures, and destroying the plant-based tracks would be easy.
Feng Qi was very curious how the humans of the Central District dealt with this problem.
The answer to his doubts soon came.
A piercing cry sounded overhead. Feng Qi immediately looked up and, through the gaps in the branches and leaves, saw a strange bird covered in brown feathers. Its outspread wings spanned five meters, and its sharp claws gleamed beneath the sunlight as it swooped rapidly toward the Green Train.
Feng Qi's gaze turned cold at the sight.
He grabbed the demonic blade floating beside him.
But just as he was about to act, he saw the Green Train suddenly begin to disintegrate.
Apart from the platform beneath their feet, the train's entire frame detached. Its branches twisted together like ropes, turning into several vines that instantly wrapped around the strange bird.
The bird, bound by vines, began to struggle violently and let out shrill cries.
But its struggle was utterly useless. The vines tightened with incredible speed, their pointed tips piercing the bird's body and drawing out scarlet blood.
Like straws, they drained every drop of blood from the bird.
In the end, the bird, drained dry, was flung