Tang Wutong meets Ouyang Zixin

With the warmth of the New Year still lingering, Tang Wulin and Tang Wutong set out on their journey back to Eastsea City. They chose the Star Rail No. 1 Soul Guidance Train, which ran across the continent, not only for its lightning speed, but also to experience this marvel of the industrial age.

The streamlined silver carriages gleamed in the sunlight. Soft carpets lined the interior, and broad viewing windows offered sweeping views of the snowy plains racing backward. The train ran so smoothly that they could barely feel a bump; only the occasional shadow of a tree flashing past the windows proved that it was traveling at an astonishing speed.

"Wulin, doesn't that cloud look like a giant mushroom?" Tang Wutong leaned against the window, pointing eagerly at the sky. She had shed her usual haughty manner and looked like an innocent little girl.

Tang Wulin smiled and nodded. Just as he was about to reply, the lights in the carriage suddenly flickered. An exceedingly faint scent reached his nose, yet it filled him with revulsion. It was the smell of blood, mingled with a sinister, chilling fluctuation of soul power.

"Big sis, be careful." Tang Wulin's expression sharpened, and the Golden Dragon King bloodline within him stirred instinctively in warning.

Almost simultaneously, the conductor's anxious voice came over the train's speakers. "Attention, passengers. An unidentified obstruction has appeared on the tracks ahead. Emergency braking is underway. Please remain in your seats..."

Boom!

Before the announcement ended, a deafening explosion rocked the entire train. A thick layer of black mist instantly shrouded the viewing windows. It writhed like a living creature, giving off a nauseating stench of decay.

"They're Evil Soul Masters!" Tang Wulin growled. He instantly activated Golden Dragon Body, fine golden dragon scales appearing across his