Base

A group of people walked out of the shabby rental house and came outside.

At the mouth of the alley, a pitch-black commercial vehicle with no visible markings was already waiting. The body lines were sharp and sturdy, clearly specially modified.

Not only that, but relying on his vast spiritual power, Mo Shang discovered that the area within ten kilometers had already been locked down by armed forces.

Beyond that, Mo Shang also sensed fluctuations in energy, though very weak—not even one at the Spirit Gathering Realm...

"Huh, quite the setup..." Mo Shang raised an eyebrow and suddenly spoke.

Chen Guodong's expression didn't change. He smiled lightly and said, "It's never wrong to be cautious. Every Chosen One is a hope for the Dragon Kingdom..."

With that, Chen Guodong walked to the side of the commercial vehicle, pulled open the door, and made a gesture of invitation to the group. "Please, get in. The base is on the outskirts of the city, a bit of a drive. I hope you'll forgive the distance."

Mo Shang didn't stand on ceremony. He led Jiang Shuyu inside and took a seat. Zhou Yi hesitated for a moment, then got in as well.

"Everyone, hold tight. We're about to set off."

Once everyone was inside, Chen Guodong didn't waste any time and immediately prepared to order the driver to go.

"Hold on."

But just as the driver started the engine and was about to move forward, Mo Shang suddenly spoke up to stop him.

"Is there something else, Mr. Mo?" Chen Guodong looked at Mo Shang and asked.

"How can we go without music? Put on some DJ tunes..." Mo Shang said again.

"DJ??"

The corner of Chen Guodong's mouth twitched. He had imagined Mo Shang might make some special request, but he never expected it to be just playing DJ!

In such a serious and solemn setting, the other party wanted to play some cheesy DJ music—did that make any sense?

"Fine..." Chen Guodong finally nodded and signaled the driver to play the music.

The car started smoothly, blasting cheesy DJ music as it sped toward the outskirts.

The scenery outside the window shifted from bustling city streets to empty wasteland, and finally into an area wrapped in layers of dense forest.

Deep within what seemed like ordinary mountain woods, an invisible energy barrier slowly spread open. The car drove straight through, and the scene before them instantly transformed.

The entrance to an underground base, vast in scale and built entirely from special alloy, suddenly appeared.

The personnel standing guard at the entrance wore black uniforms, stood tall and straight, with eyes as sharp as eagles. A dense Sha Qi surrounded them—clearly, they had seen blood.

As they went deeper, the group arrived at a massive training ground.

At that moment, many soldiers with special abilities were training their powers in the field.

Not only that, but the types of abilities were varied—some controlled water, some ice, some electricity—a real mixed bag...

Looking at this group of ability users, Mo Shang grew interested and said, "Your Supernatural Management Bureau has quite a few talents."

"Of course. Otherwise, how could it be called the Supernatural Management Bureau..."

Chen Guodong smiled, a hint of pride in his eyes. But before he could finish, Mo Shang suddenly spoke again.

"Too bad, not a single one can fight. What a waste of good talent..." Mo Shang shook his head.

As Mo Shang's words fell, everyone in the training ground stopped what they were doing and turned to look at him and his group.

"Hey, who do you think you are, acting so cocky? Dare to spar with me?!"

A man with flames rising around his body stepped forward, looking displeased, and issued a challenge to Mo Shang.

"Blazing Flame, stand down. These people are guests..." Chen Guodong frowned and scolded him.

"Director, even if they're guests, that doesn't mean they can dismiss our hard work, right?" Blazing Flame's tone carried defiance.

With that, Blazing Flame looked back at Mo Shang and taunted, "Since this guest dares to say such things, he must be plenty confident. Surely he won't refuse a small request like this."

"I told you to stand down. That's an order!" Hearing this, Chen Guodong's frown deepened, and he raised his voice.

But just then, Mo Shang raised a hand to stop Director Chen and said with a smile, "Director Chen, since this young brother wants to have a go with me, I'll indulge him."

"Good, not a coward. Don't worry, I won't make you lose too badly." Seeing this, Blazing Flame grinned.

"Boss, you don't need to step in. Let me have a go at him first." Seeing how arrogant the other party was, the Yellow Immortal stepped forward as well.

"Who's talking?" Hearing the sudden voice, Blazing Flame was startled.

"Your grandpa's right here." The Yellow Immortal jumped down from Mo Shang's shoulder and stood in front of Blazing Flame.

"Holy crap, a Yellow Weasel that talks?!" Staring at the Yellow Immortal before him, Blazing Flame was stunned, shock clear in his eyes.

"Speaking human words—an enlightened Yellow Immortal?!" At this, Chen Guodong's eyes also showed surprise.

He had always thought the one on Mo Shang's shoulder was just an ordinary Yellow Weasel, never expecting it to be an enlightened Yellow Immortal.

"Step aside. This isn't your business."

Mo Shang said to the Yellow Immortal, grabbed him, and tossed him to Zhou Yi beside him.

He wasn't about to let someone else steal the chance to show off and save face.

After doing that, Mo Shang looked back at Blazing Flame and said with a smile, "Come on, you make the first move. I'll let you have two strikes."

Hearing this, Blazing Flame felt belittled, and anger crept into his expression. "Fine, you said it. Then I won't hold back."

"Flame Fist!"

The next moment, Blazing Flame let out a low shout, flames surging around him as he abruptly threw a punch.

A pillar of fire as thick as a bucket burst forth from his fist, shooting straight toward Mo Shang.

Yet, facing this attack, Mo Shang neither dodged nor evaded, standing calmly in place as he let the flame fist slam into his body.

Flames roiled, swallowing Mo Shang, and the crowd couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for him.

However, soon, an invisible force snuffed out the flames, and Mo Shang's figure emerged once more.

"That won't cut it. Back where I'm from, you couldn't even beat a chicken." Mo Shang patted the nonexistent dust off his clothes, speaking with a faint smile.

Flames of this level—Mo Shang didn't even need to defend. With his current physical strength, he could let the other party burn him for a whole day and not lose a single hair.

Besides, if that guy came to the Mystic Sky Continent, he really couldn't beat a chicken...

"Good. You've successfully pissed me off."

Hearing this, Blazing Flame's eyes blazed with fighting spirit. Holding nothing back, he condensed a massive fireball and hurled it at Mo Shang once more.

A wave of heat swept through, forcing the crowd to step back several paces. The power contained in this fireball was several times that of the earlier Flame Fist!

But even so, Mo Shang still showed no intention of dodging.