“Perhaps… I saw it wrong…?”

After a long silence, Qinglong said, “Perhaps they just used a small illusion, yet it made me lose my composure for a moment… fortunately it didn’t lead to a major mistake.”

“It’s time to change your anxious temperament.” Heavenly-Dragon looked Qinglong up and down, then said, “What’s with all these injuries on your body?”

He discovered that Qinglong’s forehead, chest, legs, and even his arms all had wounds that hadn’t healed yet. It looked like the recent battle had been extremely perilous.

“It’s a long story…” Qinglong reached up to wipe the blood on his forehead, saying, “This rebellion seems different from the previous ones. They completely shook my conviction. Even ‘Heaven’s Vigorous Movement’ had no way to heal the wounds.”

“You need to recuperate,” Heavenly-Dragon said.

“Yes.”

“But now is not the time.” Heavenly-Dragon turned and came to the door that had been shattered by “Thunderclap.” “You know I don’t have much time. First come with me to clean up this mess. Along the way, tell me exactly what happened. Afterward, you’ll still have ten days to recuperate.”

“Alright…” Qinglong still felt lingering fear, but he agreed.

“After dragging this out for so long, you shouldn’t die, right?”

“I… won’t die…” Qinglong replied with an evasive expression. “But I estimate many ‘Heaven-Level’ members have perished. Our upcoming work will become even more difficult…”

After hearing this, Heavenly-Dragon was silent for a moment before speaking. “You and I both know that the so-called ‘Heaven-Level’ were originally just a ragtag bunch. It doesn’t matter if they perished. We’ll just select another batch.”

As he spoke, he came to the room’s doorway, then extended his hand. The cracks on the door rapidly restored themselves as if healing automatically.

*Creak—*

After a sound, Heavenly-Dragon opened the door completely intact. The room before them had a round table with the Pig’s head placed on its surface.

Seeing this, Qinglong was slightly startled, but quickly recovered and stepped forward to explain. “Ah… Heavenly-Pig, he was…”

“It doesn’t matter.” Heavenly-Dragon smiled lightly. “Qinglong, you don’t need to explain anything to me. You and I both know full well what happened.”

After hearing this, Qinglong decisively fell silent, swallowing back the many excuses he had already prepared.

The days of harmony on the surface but discord in their hearts had lasted many years. Now that such a major incident had occurred, it seemed there was no need even to pretend.

But since neither could kill the other, for now they could only try their best to pull “Peach Blossom Spring” back on track.

Seeing no other “Heaven-Level” members in the room, Heavenly-Dragon continued walking forward on his own and opened the door at the other end of the room.

The chaotic corridor also came into Heavenly-Dragon’s view at this moment.

Looking around, the corridor not only had “Zodiacs,” “Participants,” and “Ants,” but even what appeared to be “Native Residents” wearing tattered clothes.

All the nearby people had stopped moving at this moment, turning their heads to look at Heavenly-Dragon with shocked expressions.

“How lively,” Heavenly-Dragon said. “When did all these demons and monsters crawl onto our faces?”

“It was tonight…” Qinglong said through gritted teeth. “These insects are restless.”

Heavenly-Dragon paid no attention to the scene before him, only turning to walk toward the “Heaven-Level” corridor.

Several “Ants” who didn’t understand the situation thought a new target had appeared at this moment and lunged toward Heavenly-Dragon and Qinglong’s direction. But from start to finish Heavenly-Dragon never looked back, and those “Ants” gradually turned into powder in mid-air.

Heavenly-Dragon walked to Heavenly-Dog’s room door, reached out to open it, and found the room completely empty. He then turned his head to look deeper inside.

“Are they all dead?” Heavenly-Dragon asked.

“Since the ‘Ants’ moved… I estimate not one of those ‘Heaven-Level’ members could escape.”

“If Heavenly-Snake is also dead, then quickly recruit someone for ‘Grafting,'” Heavenly-Dragon instructed. “The next cycle will likely be hard on you again.”

“Alright.” Qinglong nodded.

Heavenly-Dragon no longer checked the “Heaven-Level” rooms. After a few steps, he returned to the corridor. The many “Participants” before him seemed to have been scared by this terrifying scene into forgetting to move.

These two people who looked almost identical, this strange and powerful aura… even if they had never seen them before, it was enough to guess their identities.

If they fled now… was there still a possibility of survival?

Looking at the various expressions of shock and extreme panic, Heavenly-Dragon stood at the end of the corridor and said softly:

“All ‘Participants’ on the ‘Train,’ the end is upon you.”

As soon as the words fell, the several “Participants” nearest to him, by the “Cargo Hold,” instantly turned into powder. The next second, “Dissolution” swept forward like a flood of beasts.

Many people had just experienced a strange “Heaven-Level Moment” and already had no extra strength, yet they still struggled to turn and run madly.

They cried and shouted. Under Heavenly-Dragon’s “Dissolution,” they were like sand dunes in the wind, scattered by a gust of wild air.

Whether the “Human-Level” who had just removed their masks or the “Native Residents” who had just recovered some rationality, all were equally shattered at this moment. Large amounts of flesh and blood powder dyed the train blood-red.

Those hiding in rooms, those near the exits, those wearing paper crowns, those in white dresses, those in black leather jackets, those already dead, or those barely clinging to life.

Before anyone realized Heavenly-Dragon had awakened, the breath of “The End” had already swept through the carriages like ocean waves.

When their bodies began to scatter, any remedial measures were already too late.

They only knew that this plan had been advancing with difficulty throughout, but at the final moment something seemed to have gone wrong, making everything fall short of success.

Under Heavenly-Dragon’s indiscriminate screening, all those bearing the title of “Participant” were completely eliminated. No one could escape at this moment.

“The End” arrived as promised, just like every cycle.

This domineering display also made the many “Zodiacs” on the “Train” shudder with cold.

When the dust settled, the entire “Train” could no longer be seen as wooden material—only the red that belonged exclusively to the end remained.

Every “Zodiac’s” body, face, and mask seemed stained with red blood mist, making people feel exceptionally sticky.

“Heavenly-Dragon… are you alright?” Qinglong asked from the side.

“Merely a thousand-some people. This is just the beginning.” Heavenly-Dragon paused before answering. “We need to hurry and clean up the venue, otherwise the ‘newcomers’ will arrive.”

Qinglong didn’t dare delay. He knew that no matter what happened in “Peach Blossom Spring,” “Dissolving” everyone was the top priority.

Otherwise, if the old didn’t leave and the new arrived, “Peach Blossom Spring” would welcome its greatest chaos in history.

Just as Heavenly-Dragon was about to turn toward the “Sun’s” direction, two “Zodiacs” nearby quietly conversed.

“Is the current situation right?”

“I don’t know… but can we even talk right now?”

After hearing this, Heavenly-Dragon paused slightly, then turned to look.

The speakers were a colorfully patterned Earth-Rooster and a plump middle-aged Earth-Monkey.