Train Survival: You're really trying to survive!

As soon as the shoes touched the ground, the gray miasma seemed to come alive, climbing up the trouser legs.

Su Li glanced down, then looked at the gold-level monster sitting on the throne.

The dragon, half-dead, lowered its head and stared at Su Li with its red eyes.

A fool who can't even get rid of his miasma doesn't even deserve to be a decoration in his lair.

Su Li ignored the miasma on her legs and calmly walked towards the dragon. The magical energy emanating from her body alone was enough to shake off the miasma.

There was a distance between the train and the dragon's 'throne'. Su Li could tell that this was a kind of show of force, an act of displaying his power.

"So aloof, huh... Dragons seem to have this quirk." Su Li smiled slightly, unconcerned about this show of force.

Su Li waved to the people behind him, and Sophia understood what he meant.

I'll do it myself. If it really doesn't work, then you guys can step in.

Su Li walked alone on this path of pilgrimage. As he stepped onto this road paved with corpses, a faint dragon's might pressed down upon him. This was a suppression of bloodline and spirit, a suppressive force generated by interfering with the flow of external magical energy.

This suppressive force, without any cost, is a tactic frequently used by powerful beings against those of lower cultivation levels. It's somewhat similar to Conqueror's Haki.

In particular, this dragon combined the power it gained at the Gold level with its dragon might, making it even more powerful.

Ordinary silver-level monsters would probably be terrified by this point.

Ivan turned to look at Ember Shadow standing beside him and saw that Ember Shadow was pawing the ground irritably with its front hooves, and a layer of smoke was rising from its mouth.

"Are you alright?" Sun Keke looked at Jin Ying with some concern.

Ivan grabbed Sun Keke's little head and rubbed it. "It's nothing, in fact, it's a good thing."

Ivan observed Ember's agitated state and the struggle flickering in his eyes. [Ember's fighting spirit has been ignited; the dragon blood within him is slightly boiling.]

Sophia glanced back at Ember's unusual behavior, and after realizing it was due to his bloodline being disturbed, she looked away.

She held her rifle in her hands, as she dreamt. After a moment's thought, she opened the magazine in her dream, took out a bright green bullet from her inventory, and inserted it into the magazine.

Song Mingyu was also somewhat irritable. She scratched the ends of her naturally curly hair. Being entangled in so much viral miasma was unbearable for a doctor.

She tapped her staff on the ground, and several seeds fell from her sleeves. After landing on the ground, they grew wildly, forming a 5-meter radius area centered on the few people who remained.

Within this realm, countless lush green grasses and wildflowers sprouted. As the surrounding miasma entered this plant world, it was captured, attacked, and extracted by the emerald green magical energy, transforming into pure life force that made the surrounding grasses even more luxuriant. In an instant, it expanded onto the surrounding train, where countless morning glories entwined the train, forcing the miasma to stay away.

It's just a basic technique used by a healer. She won't interfere with Su Li's idea of ​​a one-on-one fight; to be fair, this corpse dragon can't obtain magical energy or life force from them either.

Corpse Dragon glanced at Song Mingyu, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes. He had a feeling that the power in Song Mingyu's eyes seemed to have some recollection of her.

Unable to fathom the origin of this impression, Corpse Dragon abandoned his contemplation. Simultaneously, he manipulated the surrounding miasma, distancing himself from the train and those left behind.

He would respond to the fool's ideas and do his best to be fair to the fool who dared to challenge him alone, this beautiful, powerful, and immortal dragon.

If Su Li knew, she would definitely criticize this guy for just trying to make himself look good. You're a gold-level dragon, occupying such a huge terrain advantage, and you still dare to talk about fairness? You have no shame at all.

Su Li didn't notice the changes behind him; he simply walked towards the Corpse Dragon and took the opportunity to check out the upcoming battleground.

The place where the Corpse Dragon was entrenched was a huge pile of corpses, which was filled with the bodies of various silver-level demons, as well as chunks of flesh from the dead interstellar behemoth. With Su Li's eyesight, he could recognize that those chunks of flesh were energy-related organs.

All the corpses were rotting and looked extremely disgusting. Fortunately, there were no gooey snacks on the pile of corpses, otherwise Su Li really wouldn't want to write about this.

Indeed, even insects cannot withstand such an extreme living environment.

In front of the pile of corpses lay a massive spine, the spine of some kind of fish-like monster. It was clear that this fish-like monster was enormous, about a kilometer long.

In terms of strength, he is at the silver level.

Su Li also noticed that outside the path to the audience, there were piles of ordinary giant beast meat and monster meat, and these places were overflowing with a large amount of gray miasma.

In the inner circle, there was higher-quality meat, which was mostly rotten to the bone. There were some bite marks on it.

So, the outer ring was used to nurture miasma, while the inner ring was used for rotting and consumption?

Su Li guessed what was going on in her mind, but kept her feet firmly planted as she moved toward the direction of the Corpse Dragon.

The pressure on her was increasing, but Su Li could handle it completely.

Seeing Su Li walking calmly towards him, the Corpse Dragon couldn't help but scratch the bones under its feet with its claws.

Something's not right. This silver-level ant seems different from the creatures we usually see.

Even the Silver-level peak Slime King would tremble at this distance due to his sheer power.

Its magical energy surged, passively causing the miasma outside to churn. The Corpse Dragon actively unleashed its aura. Having lived here for an unknown amount of time, apart from other Gold-rank monsters, no Silver-rank monster had ever dared to disregard its power so blatantly.

Su Li felt the pressure on her body increase even more.

However, to be honest, this level of pressure was far less oppressive to Su Li than the tsunami controlled by the evil god.

"Alright, stop using magic to exert pressure in secret." Su Li drew her greatsword and pointed at the corpse dragon above. "Hey, you little thing that eats rotten flesh, your good days of spreading miasma everywhere are over."

"Give me your head so I can play with it."

The Corpse Dragon was unusually enraged. A mocking laugh escaped its throat, echoing throughout the entire skeletal space from its leaky mouth. "You want my head? You want the head of me, the king who has reigned over this underground for thousands of stellar years?"

"I'm going to hang you alive at the very top, so you can watch yourself slowly being corroded into a dried-up corpse by the dragon's corpse energy!"