The old railroad tracks, Grand Canyon.
Half an hour had passed since the black Spectral Train had disappeared.
An old steam train painted a light gold color had appeared instead. The train shined with golden light, which filled everyone's hearts with warmth, and it sat on the railroad tracks quietly.
Qiao Zishan, Qiao Zijiang, Ding Xiang, and the other members of the Special Investigations Unit had their jaws agape in bewilderment.
The Venerable One really did not lie, he really was busy just now…
The Spectral Train was over 200 meters long; it was such a large workload, so if it were anyone else, how would they finish something like this in half an hour?
Let alone renovating everything from the inside out too.
The original Spectral Train had a sinister aura and was eerie beyond belief; its sight alone was enough to scare anyone and give them nightmares.