Within a few breaths, the dark-skinned fat man had completely transformed into a terrifying three-meter-tall monster, unrecognizable as human. White smoke billowed from his mouth and nose as he let out a low growl. His arms, gripping the rails, lifted them with a powerful heave. He forcibly lifted two high-speed railway tracks. The nails securing the tracks popped out one by one, flying in all directions as the tracks stretched forward and backward. Ultimately, he tore up nearly a kilometer of track, holding it in his hands like two pieces of rope, which he then casually played with … Lu Sheng’s eyes snapped open. The Willpower Projection had returned, and he felt a sense of completeness within himself once more. “A Willpower Projection with thirty percent of my spiritual power is about on par with an average top-tier master, slightly below a Thirty-Star General … but it’s more than enough to kill someone like Lian Su.” Lu Sheng was quite satisfied with the results of his experiment. A Willpower Projection with the strength of a top-tier master could accomplish many things. Moreover, he could control the strength of the Willpower Projection, and the upper limit of its power could be increased further. As his spiritual power grew stronger in the future, the projection’s strength would also increase. “Now is not the time for a summary. First, I need to deal with those two rats …” Lu Sheng grabbed the Inner Wheel Blade from the table and moved. In a flash, he sped through the train carriages, instantly arriving at the high-speed train’s control room. To the other passengers in the carriages, it was as if a sudden gust of wind had swept through. By the time they realized what had happened, the corridor doors of each carriage had all been mysteriously opened. Inside the driver’s cabin, the train conductor, dressed in uniform, was sitting in his seat, casually monitoring the various instruments and data in front of him. Suddenly, a gust of wind brushed past him. The conductor felt something strange and was about to turn around to check when a calm voice whispered in his ear. “There is a fault in the section ahead. Stop the train immediately.” “Who’s there?!” The conductor was startled and jumped to his feet. Seeing Lu Sheng, he quickly saluted. Lu Sheng nodded casually and repeated the order. Seeing the conductor’s troubled expression, Lu Sheng didn’t bother arguing with him. His eyes flickered slightly. With a subtle application of willpower control, the conductor immediately straightened up, turned around, and quickly began operating the controls. After taking care of everything, Lu Sheng exited the driver’s cabin. He randomly selected the nearest door, opened it, and stepped outside. In the night, the cold wind howled. Lu Sheng stood in mid-air as the high-speed train roared beneath his feet. He squinted slightly, his excellent vision allowing him to clearly see the two Black Devil Society members, who had confronted him earlier, several kilometers away. Lu Sheng slowly stretched his body, and it seemed as if a halo of light was expanding and contracting around him, growing brighter and dimmer. “You barbaric creatures, are you ready … to welcome the descent of the Immortal?!” In the next breath. A great sun rose in the darkness, piercing through the layers of night, surpassing the high-speed train, and illuminating the dark path ahead. It was as if daylight had arrived! “Hahaha~” The dark-skinned fat man, whose muscles were bulging and body had expanded beyond recognition, resembling a monster from a tokusatsu film, swung the pieces of railway track in his hands wildly. His laughter echoed as he danced like a demon. The trench coat man kept his eyes on the front, occasionally glancing at his watch, frowning as he muttered, “The timing seems right, it should be here by now …” As he was thinking, a strong light appeared in the dark tunnel ahead. The trench coat man’s expression brightened, and a smile appeared on his face. He no longer paid attention to his watch and instead turned to the dark-skinned fat man, who was having too much fun, and shouted, “Pal, it’s here. Stop fooling around.” The half-human, half-demon fat man heard this and turned his head towards the tunnel. His blood-red eyes locked onto the source of the light, and a grim smile appeared on his lizard-like, hideous face. “Come on, come embrace the arms of Pal the Demon God …” He casually tossed the railway tracks aside and sank into a low stance. His legs, as thick as water barrels and covered in bulging muscles, sank deep into the ground. His entire body crouched, assuming a sumo wrestler-like pose, facing the tunnel. It was as if he was ready to face the oncoming high-speed train head-on! The trench coat man didn’t say anything upon seeing this. The dark-skinned fat man wasn’t a fool. He had already torn apart several kilometers of railway track ahead. The high-speed train would likely derail long before it reached him. Even if it did reach him, the remaining impact wouldn’t be enough to cause him much harm. After all, the guy’s body had been modified with terrifying beast genes, making his skin thick and his flesh tough. Even in the Black Devil Society, he dared to take a few direct hits from the top three Demon Gods. As the light grew closer and the tunnel became brighter, the sound of the high-speed train rushing through the tunnel could be faintly heard … The trench coat man crossed his arms, ready to watch the show. At that moment, the wireless communicator in his ear suddenly beeped. A voice came through. “Hualifu, the target train has stopped. The plan has changed. Be ready to respond at any time …” The target train stopped? The trench coat man was stunned by these words. Instinctively, he looked up ahead. If the target high-speed train had stopped, then what was coming out of the tunnel now… Just as this thought crossed his mind, the light in the dark tunnel exploded. A figure bathed in endless golden light, like the midday sun, shot out of the tunnel with a roar. Updates are released by 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩 The figure moved at incredible speed. In just an instant, it covered several kilometers of distance. The golden light stretched into a dazzling golden arc. With a “boom,” it roared past along the tracks … and vanished in the blink of an eye. The trench coat man’s pupils contracted sharply. Everything happened in a flash. By the time he came to his senses, the golden light had already disappeared into the distance, leaving behind … Only the lower half of a pair of thick legs, embedded in the ground beside the tracks. The same spot where a dark-skinned fat man named Pal had stood moments ago. Pal, ranked tenth among the Seventy-Two Demon Gods of the Black Devil Society, possessed combat power exceeding Thirty Stars, at the level of a general, known for his impenetrable skin and undying resilience … Now … everything above his waist … was completely gone …