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

Li Jiahao did not respond. He pushed off the snow with his right foot and launched himself forward again, running wildly along the canyon towards a deeper direction.

Along the way, the ice coffins he passed shattered one after another.

The ice corpses burst forth from the shattered coffin, some attacking from the left front, some plunging down from the right rock wall, and some springing up directly from the snow in front of them. Those snow-white figures surged toward him from all directions.

Li Jiahao's body constantly switched between ethereal and solid forms amidst the onslaught of the ice corpses. Every claw missed its mark at the last moment, and every attack passed right through his ethereal body.

His reaction time was so fast it was almost unbelievable for someone of his level.

But that highly tense state was visibly draining his remaining strength.

More importantly, with such frequent use of the ethereal ability, his potion won't last long.

Jiang Ning, several dozen meters behind, continued to fire arrows from his longbow at a steady pace.

The arrows, enveloped in a cyan light, shot through the air, each one hitting a vital spot on an average of five or six ice corpses.

Arrows flew out one after another, and kill points notifications kept flashing in front of him.

He didn't use any S-level skills during his pursuit of Li Jiahao. At first, he didn't want Li Jiahao to die so easily, as that wouldn't satisfy his hatred. However, he has now changed his mind.

Li Jiahao, who was running ahead, also understood Jiang Ning's intention. He was being used as a guide dog. Li Jiahao was attracting the monsters in front, while Jiang Ning was easily reaping the points behind.

"Damn Jiang Ning..."

Li Jiahao gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words, his steps not slowing down, but rather quickening.

He knew Jiang Ning wouldn't attack him now, but what about once they were out of the canyon? Would he search for the next canyon? Would he be Jiang Ning's guide dog for seven days?

This definitely won't work; we need to find a way to get away. We can't get rid of Jiang Ning during the day.

Then let's wait until it gets dark.

Only when it gets dark will he have a chance to use the complex terrain and limited visibility to get rid of Jiang Ning.

As long as he can hold out until nightfall, disappearing into some side ditch or crossing a ridge, Jiang Ning will never be able to find him again.

Li Jiahao took a deep breath, filling his lungs with the cold air, and continued running forward.

Ahead of the canyon, another ice coffin shattered in front of him, and a snow-white figure rushed towards him.

He shifted to the side, his claws piercing through his body. In the next instant, a blue arrow struck from behind, precisely piercing the ice corpse's head.

Li Jiahao didn't even look at the fallen body and continued rushing forward.

He needs to hold out until dark.

……

Three hours later.

The snowflakes had stopped falling from the sky, and the wind was no longer as biting as before. The snow underfoot was still up to the calves, but the field of vision was much wider than it had been a few hours earlier, and the terrain outlines within a few hundred meters ahead could be clearly seen.

Chen Ye led the team along the coordinates marked by Yang Zhen. Along the way, they crossed a low ridge, passed through a rocky slope covered with ice, and ahead lay a relatively flat snowfield.

In the middle of the snowfield, seven people were already standing.

They split into two groups, standing several meters apart.

One group was Lu Qingchuan's team.

The other group consisted of three people, two men and one woman, all between twenty-five and forty years old. The middle-aged man standing at the front, wearing a black fleece jacket and with a stocky build, was talking quietly to a young woman next to him.

As Chen Ye led his team closer, Lu Qingchuan raised his head and gestured in his direction.

Chen Ye walked to Lu Qingchuan's side and followed his gaze to the ground.

On the snow, a huge footprint was clearly imprinted in the snow.

The footprint was deeply outlined, with a slightly raised edge on the compacted snow, indicating considerable force was applied when it was left. The footprint appeared to be over 1.5 meters long and nearly half a meter wide.

The footprints were evenly spaced, with one every five or six meters, extending along the snowfield toward the distant mountain ridge.

Lu Qingchuan looked down at the footprints in front of him: "Judging from the size of the footprints, the monster was quite huge. It should be a BOSS-level monster. As for whether it is the Extreme Cold Ice Lord that we need to kill in the trial mission, I don't know."

Chen Ye nodded slightly, his gaze lingering on the set of footprints for a moment longer before turning towards the group of three.

The middle-aged man in the black jacket noticed Chen Ye's gaze, took two steps forward, and spoke from a distance of a few meters: "Are you on the same train?"

Chen Ye met his gaze: "We're both on train G4939. You're Yang Zhen, the one who sent the message?"

The middle-aged man nodded slightly: "It's me. These footprints are most likely left by a BOSS-level monster. Even if it's not the Extreme Cold Ice Lord that we need to kill in the trial mission, we should be able to find something by following them."

Wang Zekai stood up from the snow, brushed the snow off his hands, and interjected, "Your train number is one of the highest in this trial, so your level must be quite high, yet you're still being so cautious?"

Yang Zhen glanced at him and smiled, "If these are footprints left by the Ice Lord of Extreme Cold, it would be very dangerous for just the three of us to chase after them. There are still seven days left in this survival trial, so there's no rush. It's safer to have more people."

Wang Zekai opened his mouth as if to say something, but Lu Qingchuan silenced him with a look.

Chen Ye turned around and looked at Gu Qinghuan: "Can you sense that monster?"

With her eyes closed, Gu Qinghuan's mental perception spread out from around her like an invisible net, extending in the direction of the trail of footprints.

After about five or six seconds, she opened her eyes and shook her head: "They must have gone far away, beyond my perception range."

Chen Ye turned his gaze back to Yang Zhen: "Now we have more than a dozen people. If we want to catch up with that monster, we need to set off now, otherwise these footprints will be covered up quickly when the snow starts falling again."

Yang Zhen nodded slightly, and just as he was about to say yes, he caught a glimpse of another group walking towards them out of the corner of his eye.

Chen Ye followed Yang Zhen's gaze and, upon recognizing the person, smiled slightly: "So it's an old acquaintance."

It was Zhong Xiu's team that arrived. This time, Zhong Xiu brought four people: Yang Lan and three young men.

Yang Zhen withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Chen Ye: "Is this also on your train?"

Chen Ye shook his head slightly: "No, we were in the same training ground last time."

Yang Zhen frowned slightly, realizing that he knew all of these people.

Zhong Xiu led her four teammates to a stop in front of the crowd. Her gaze immediately fell on Chen Ye, her eyes filled with undisguised coldness.

Chen Ye met her gaze and smiled slightly: "We meet again, Sister Zhong. This time, we'll have to work together properly."

Zhong Xiu snorted coldly and ignored Chen Ye. She withdrew her gaze, glanced around at everyone present, and then looked at Yang Zhen and the other two: "You guys better be careful. That guy has a mental attack item that can cause everyone within a certain range to fall into a brief state of dazedness. It's hard to say whether he'll try to steal the BOSS or kill you."

Yang Zhen's expression changed slightly. He turned to look at Chen Ye, his gaze carrying a sense of re-examination: "Is what she said true?"