Chi Yan's flames were the first to sweep up, not attacking directly but sealing off the space where the Werewolf Leader might dodge.

Leng Ningxue's frost spread almost simultaneously, further restricting its movement.

Qingniao's arrows and Yu Nian's energy orbs were ready.

The Werewolf Leader, unusually, closed his eyes without any resistance, seemingly resigned to his fate.

In the next instant, Bai Cheng's figure appeared beside him like a ghost, her pitch-black Scythe tracing a cold and decisive arc.

There was no world-shaking collision, only the slight muffled sound of a sharp blade cutting into flesh and bone.

The Werewolf Leader's tall body stiffened for a moment, then slowly toppled forward, crashing heavily onto the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

The light in his eyes faded completely, and his life force rapidly dissipated.

By the altar, no enemies remained standing.

Bai Cheng flicked away the non-existent blood from her Scythe, her gaze sweeping over the Werewolf Leader's corpse and the Minotaur remains scattered across the ground. Her face showed no joy of victory, only a deeper solemnity.

The battle was finally over.

At the same time, the strange altar before them began to collapse and shatter.

The mysterious power that had originally imprisoned it dissipated, and along with it, the strange force coming from the other end of the passage naturally vanished.

Looking at all this, Bai Cheng's eyes grew deep.

By now, she had roughly guessed that those Minotaurs all came from within the Infinite Realm.

Although they were King-tier creatures just like her group and even the Werewolf Leader's external species, the gap in strength was so obvious.

"Are the races living inside the Infinite Realm all this strong?" Bai Cheng felt somewhat surprised.

"Let's go."

Bai Cheng took one last look around. At this moment, the entire Infinite City was filled with broken walls and debris. Blood, fire, and various smells mixed together, making it feel like the end of the world.

These Infinite Marauders, whom she was supposed to deal with, ended up becoming sacrifices for the werewolves.

However, speaking of which, it did save them the trouble of doing it themselves.

"What exactly is so special about this location?" Bai Cheng couldn't help but mutter.

A city was too large after all, and since she wasn't currently by the train, she had no way to confirm if her mission was complete.

Bai Cheng turned back and said, "Chi Yan, destroy this city. Consider it a way to bury those Infinite Marauders."

Chi Yan nodded and pressed his palms together. Scorching flames rose from around him—not the violent flames from the previous battle, but a more condensed and destructive dark red flowing fire.

He slowly pushed his hands toward the ground. The fire, like living magma, followed his will and rapidly spread outward in a circle with him as the center.

Wherever the flames passed, the remaining wooden structures instantly carbonized and disintegrated. Stone buildings emitted a crackling sound under the extreme heat, beginning to soften and collapse.

Thick smoke mixed with the lingering dust, billowing upward and shrouding the Infinite City under the pale moonlight in an apocalyptic red and black.

In the blink of an eye, everyone had returned to the train.

Purple Iris and Huangyuan, who were stationed on the train, immediately informed Bai Cheng and the others of the message that had just appeared on the screen.

Everyone was shocked to hear it.

"So everything was actually the System's doing?!" Bai Cheng felt it was somewhat unbelievable.

"Does the System even have a consciousness?" Yu Nian also cried out in surprise.

Combined with the clearing mission the System had specifically set for them, Bai Cheng couldn't help but suspect as much.

"It seems the missions set by the System aren't entirely on a whim," Bai Cheng frowned.

Leng Ningxue took over and added, "This seems more like a counterattack from the System after #1 Channel provoked it."

"So we've become the blade?" Yu Nian pouted, looking quite dissatisfied.

"One must have enough strength to even be that blade."

Bai Cheng didn't think much more about it. She believed certain things would eventually come to light after they entered the Infinite Realm.

She continued to turn her gaze to the detection console, checking the next location the train was about to head toward.

The coordinates this time were clearly different from before.

Not only was the light spot not that large, but after a careful check, Bai Cheng also determined that the target was constantly moving.

In other words, their target this time was no longer a fixed location; there was a high probability it was the Survivors of #1 Channel.

"Xiaoyu, start the train."

Lan Xiaoyu nodded and then silently started the vehicle.

As the train started, everything became impossible to manually control due to the mission.

A teleportation array suddenly appeared in front of the original high walls and barriers, and the Motor started up quickly and silently.

Almost instantly, the train rushed into the teleportation vortex ahead.

A sense of weightlessness hit them, making everyone feel as if they were inside #8 Platform again, surrounded by a vast void.

After an unknown amount of time, their vision suddenly cleared.

The train broke free from the void of teleportation, and a burst of full, soft greenery suddenly rushed in through the window.

The sky was a clear azure, dotted with fluffy clouds; the earth spread out with an endless, lush, carpet-like expanse of green grass, rippling in gentle waves under the breeze.

The air was filled with the fresh scent of grass and soil. In the distance, butterflies even flitted among low wild flowers—a scene of peace and tranquility, a world apart from the burning, destroyed Infinite City they had just left.

"This is... the Green Grassland?!"

As the place where everyone's dream began, no one was unfamiliar with it.

At the same time, the expressions on everyone's faces varied, ranging from curiosity to solemnity.

"It's here..." Yu Nian leaned against the window, looking at the scenery outside almost greedily, "It hasn't changed at all. It's still so... safe."

Safe, yes.

This was undoubtedly a "Safe Zone," the first bit of breathing room the cruel world had given the Survivors, a nearly illusory, gentle facade.

However, Bai Cheng's gaze did not fall on the pleasant scenery.

Her eyes sharply scanned the distant grassland, her pupils contracting slightly.

Something was wrong.

Amidst that harmonious, undulating green, there stood some abrupt and jarring presences—debris.

They weren't natural creations, but clearly the outlines left behind by collapsed and shattered man-made structures.

They were scattered sporadically across the grassland, like old scars left after the earth had healed.

From the remaining broken walls and foundations, one could vaguely recognize that they were once... the ruins of Outpost Cities.

They weren't large in scale and varied in style, but without exception, only the skeletons eroded by time or violence remained.

"There are... ruins of Outpost Cities everywhere here?" Leng Ningxue noticed it too, but she ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ knew very well where these ruins came from after the Ten Thousand Frequency Hegemony Tournament.

It wasn't anything unusual.