Death Train: SSS-level talent right from the start!

Li Jiahao's body blurred again just before the arrow arrived, and the arrow pierced through his torso and embedded itself in the snow behind him.

He leveled up to level 12 by receiving welfare benefits each time, and his ability to blur became stronger, allowing him to blur larger areas.

After so many trials and training sessions, he was even able to use his intangibility ability to avoid damage by transforming himself into a phantom form whenever any part of his body was attacked.

However, his situation is still not good. In the Mechanical City, Jiang Ning doesn't have much time to chase after him because of the trial mission to obtain the Survival Mark, which is like a sword hanging overhead.

Things are different now. Jiang Ning has plenty of time, and the medicine on his body will definitely not be able to withstand Jiang Ning's pursuit for seven days and seven nights.

Jiang Ning wouldn't give him any rest, making him keep running until his potion ran out, until his reaction slowed down even for a moment, at which point he would be instantly killed and they would have to move to another place.

Li Jiahao's gaze swept quickly across the surroundings. It was a vast snowfield, with the outline of mountains obscured by wind and snow at the edge of his vision. To the left was a winding canyon crevice, and to the right were rolling hills.

But further behind him, a steeper ridgeline could be vaguely seen, where the terrain would be more complex. If he could get into the mountains and drag it out until night, he would have a chance to shake off Jiang Ning.

Li Jiahao slammed his right foot off the ground and sped off toward the ridge on his left.

Jiang Ning did not give chase immediately. He stood still, a new arrow nocked on the bowstring, slowly and deliberately drawing it back to its full length, and then releasing his fingers.

The arrow pierced Li Jiahao's body again, striking the rock in front of him. The arrowhead shattered, and fragments grazed his cheek, leaving a small bloodstain.

Li Jiahao gritted his teeth and quickened his pace.

As the ridge gradually magnifies in view, the rocks beneath the snow cover begin to appear jagged.

The terrain beneath the snow became increasingly undulating, and with each step, one could feel the irregular differences in elevation beneath their feet.

Li Jiahao rushed into the shadows of the ridge, the sound of his heartbeat still following him closely, neither too far nor too near, just steadily trailing behind him.

Two figures rushed into the canyon one after the other.

The wind and snow swirled behind them, covering the two rows of messy footprints on the snow layer by layer.

……

at the same time.

Chen Ye and his group also continued their journey through the wind and snow.

They had been walking for hours since they left the station, and hadn't seen a single monster; only the swirling snow and wind made it impossible to open their eyes.

There's a canyon ahead.

Zhao Hai, who was walking at the front of the group, suddenly stopped and raised his hand to gesture ahead.

Chen Ye quickened his pace and walked to Zhao Hai's side, following his gaze.

Amidst the wind and snow, a narrow crevice stretches across the mountainside.

The rock walls on both sides rise steeply upwards, as if they had been cleaved in two by something.

The crevice was only about four or five meters wide, and there were several pieces of rubble covered with ice and snow piled up at the entrance.

"Let's go in and take a look, and find shelter from the wind and snow while we're at it."

Without hesitation, Chen Ye took the lead and walked towards the crevice in the canyon.

The moment the group entered the canyon, the howling wind suddenly subsided.

The rock walls on both sides blocked most of the wind and snow the moment we stepped in, and the surroundings became much quieter.

But the quiet was not relaxing; the light inside the canyon was dimmer than outside, and the rock walls were covered with a thick layer of ice.

The width and height of the canyon gradually narrow as it extends forward, shrinking from four or five meters at the entrance to about three meters, while the ice layers on the rock walls on both sides become thicker and thicker.

Qin Zhaoyang followed in the middle of the group, his eyes scanning the blue-glowing ice layers from side to side: "The temperature here seems even lower, but at least we don't have to be blown by the wind."

There's something ahead.

Gu Qinghuan's voice came from behind Qin Zhaoyang, her gaze already fixed on a spot about twenty meters ahead.

Chen Ye followed her gaze.

At the base of the rock face on the left, something is embedded in the ice.

It was an upright ice coffin, about three meters high, and just wide enough to fit a person's body.

Chen Ye raised his hand to signal the team to stop advancing.

"Stay where you are."

His voice was low, but loud enough for everyone behind him to hear.

He stopped about ten meters away from the ice coffin, not immediately approaching. His gaze swept back and forth between the ice coffin and the surrounding rock walls, confirming there were no other unusual signs, before turning to look at Gu Qinghuan: "Can your spiritual perception cover this area?"

Gu Qinghuan had already closed her eyes.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and her mental perception spread out from around her like an invisible net, covering the area in front of her and then extending deeper into the distance.

A few seconds later, she opened her eyes: "There are monsters in those ice coffins, and there are quite a few more like them further in."

"In that case, let's rack up some points first." Chen Ye flipped his hand, and the Dragon Scale Halberd, shimmering with a pale purple aura, appeared out of thin air in his hand: "I'll go test the strength of the monsters in this three-and-a-half-star trial first."

Gu Qinghuan nodded slightly.

Chen Ye strode toward the ice coffin.

At the same moment, Zhao Hai's right arm was metallized, with a silvery-white metallic sheen spreading from his fingertips to his shoulder.

Gu Qinghuan's silver-white throwing knife had already floated up from beside her, the tip of the knife trembling slightly, maintaining a frequency that was ready to be used at any time.

Wen Ning's fingertips were entwined with fine black mist, Qin Zhaoyang's alloy longbow was fully drawn, and Zhou Yating's right fingertips were condensed with a wisp of ice-blue light.

Although the five people did not follow, they all entered combat mode.

When Chen Ye walked to a position about five meters away from the ice coffin, a crack appeared on the upright ice coffin.

"Snap—!"

The crack started at the top of the ice coffin and extended downwards like a growing silver-white line, spreading rapidly along the very center of the ice coffin, from top to bottom, and then splitting horizontally.

The ice fragments turned into white, frigid vapor before even hitting the ground as they fell. This vapor didn't disperse but instead gathered around the ice coffin.

Inside the ice coffin was a monster about two meters tall, entirely white with a thin layer of frost on its surface. Its arms hung at its sides, and its fingers ended in sharp claws.

The moment the monster's form was fully exposed to the air, it suddenly opened its eyes, and white light shone from its eye sockets.

Then its body shot out from where the ice coffin was, at an astonishing speed, its claws drawing five extremely thin streaks of cold light in the air, aiming straight for Chen Ye's face.