Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Azure Flames Engulf the Plains

“…My company?!”
Wang Changming stared, dumbfounded, as he listened to Yang Luo’s words.
How could such a thing be possible?
This terrifying man, who had carried him several times and landed hundreds of meters away in mere moments, possessed strength bordering on the unbelievable… Yet he claimed to be nothing more than a minor employee in his own company?!
—Was his company not a gaming enterprise, but perhaps some interstellar labor dispatch agency instead?
His body trembled.
“If you say so… But… But…”
His mind was so chaotic that his words became stammered, his expression a mixture of confusion, terror, and self-doubt.
Yang Luo regarded him, his smile both lofty and icy.
“Yes, that’s precisely the expression I wanted to see.”
Yang Luo nodded with satisfaction, spreading his arms and lifting his chin as if embracing the world.
“That look of disbelief, the crumbling of your worldview and life philosophy—seeing your face, I can finally confirm: the rules that govern this world are about to undergo a dramatic upheaval.
Money, power, bloodline, background… All those things that once formed the foundation of this world will soon be crushed to dust in the coming new era. Those who once stood above will be cast down from the clouds.
From now on, this world will have only two classes—‘the extraordinary’ and ‘the ordinary.’ The former will create history, the latter will drift along its currents.”
Wang Changming breathed rapidly, staring at the man before him.
Yang Luo seemed like a leading actor on stage, his shadow cast wide behind him in the harsh light. He appeared utterly mad, yet his tone was relaxed, almost rational.
Standing before the chairman who once ruled his fate, before the social elite he once could only look up to, Yang Luo now gazed down with arrogant disdain, and a surge of joy bloomed in his heart.
His spirit vibrated intensely, his senses heightened, his soul felt reborn. Having already completed the “bodily transformation,” his physical strength, once stagnant, now began a slow evolution.
At the same time, Yang Luo sensed vaguely that within the fusion of spirit and flesh, an incredible possibility was germinating.
As his soul grew stronger, that possibility became ever clearer.
“Spiritual transformation…”
In that instant, Yang Luo closed his eyes, and the texture of life felt more vivid than ever.
The impact of this evolution struck his mind, nearly bringing him to tears.
“The extraordinary… the extraordinary…”
Wang Changming’s mind spun rapidly. From Yang Luo’s words, he caught a hint of the truth, confirming the unbelievable suspicion in his heart—the man before him was not some secret agency’s bionic robot or super soldier, but rather an “extraordinary” being with power beyond the ordinary.
Though this conclusion was even more incredible than the alternatives, Wang Changming had no choice but to accept it.
But…
“Does being extraordinary mean you can treat human life as worthless, seize others’ lives and wealth at will?!”
Perhaps it was seeing the man remove his mask, knowing he could not escape today, that drove Wang Changming to shout uncontrollably.
In his furious outburst, he completely forgot that, just half an hour earlier, he was plotting ways to “reduce costs and increase efficiency” in his Maybach, planning to cut more employees and trigger an industry winter.

Wang Changming’s voice reached Yang Luo’s ears.
The “spiritual transformation” continued, that incredible possibility slowly growing inside him, and Yang Luo kept his eyes closed.
Now freed from the constraints of societal rules, he quietly addressed Wang Changming:
“What fault lies with the grass, that cattle and sheep eat it?
What fault lies with cattle and sheep, that predators hunt them mercilessly?
What fault lies with all things, when humans take from them as they please?
Anyone who steps into the extraordinary world divides themselves, in essence, from ordinary humanity. From that moment on, other humans become, like all things in the world, objects to be dominated.
To be extraordinary is to be everything. Power is the essence.
Ordinary humans are not without desires, but before the true extraordinary emerge, they often mistake other things for ‘power’—authority, wealth, status.
Yet these are but branches stemming from the same core. True power is overwhelming force. And the extraordinary are the ultimate force in this world.
Before ultimate force, all beings are equal.”
Wang Changming clenched his teeth.
The man before him had become, in his eyes, a terrifying madman. Against madness, pleas for mercy are pointless.
So…
“…I—”
Suddenly, Wang Changming threw himself backward.
At that moment, a metal wall dropped violently from the hidden room’s ceiling, completely separating Wang Changming and Yang Luo!
A wall of alloy, over half a meter thick, gleamed coldly, trapping Yang Luo inside the inner chamber!
“Damn it…”
Wang Changming’s demeanor changed; he leapt from the floor, energized.
“I spent all this time chatting with you, secretly moving so the sensor below would trigger the automatic partition… Extraordinary, my ass! I can’t believe my last resort actually worked—damn…”
He cursed, an uncommon occurrence for him, while from behind the metal wall came several thunderous blows—the other man was pounding it fiercely, causing visible dents and forcing Wang Changming to regain his composure.
“No, I can’t be careless… That freak is terrifying. Though this wall and the chamber can withstand even small missiles, I’d better call for help right away… Police, national security, armed forces—any violent agency I can find. I refuse to believe he can’t be subdued…”
Thinking fast, Wang Changming moved toward the chamber’s exit.
But as he reached the doorway, a wave of heat surged from behind. He turned in surprise—and then—
He saw a scene straight out of hell.
…
The metal wall stood before him.
Yang Luo gazed at it indifferently.
When the wall fell, Yang Luo’s reaction and speed could have easily allowed him to escape.

But, immersed in his “spiritual transformation,” his body and mind relished the rhythm of evolution, so he didn’t act immediately.
—Was this carelessness?
Still, Yang Luo felt no regret.
Because just then, the possibility born of his transformation fully took shape within his senses.
A smile appeared on Yang Luo’s lips.
He swept up the bank cards, documents, and USB drives scattered on the floor, tucking them away, then stepped up to the metal wall.
“—Bang! Bang! Bang!”
He unleashed three consecutive punches with all his strength, each leaving a fist mark on the wall that could withstand small missile impacts. If he struck enough times, always at the same spot, perhaps he could break through.
But by then, Wang Changming would have fled, called for emergency help, and Yang Luo would face the full force of state violence.
“It seems the power I awakened just now will finally be put to use.”
Yang Luo placed his hand gently on the wall.
In the next moment, a surge rose from the depths of his soul, and his concentrated spirit ignited a blue flame in his palm.
—The flame expanded rapidly, covering the wall in an instant, roasting it like an ice cream melting under the blazing sun!
…
“What is that…”
Wang Changming’s body began to tremble again.
He stared open-mouthed at the hellish scene behind him—flames leaping everywhere.
Tongues of fire intertwined and devoured each other, advancing from behind the metal wall and engulfing the entire chamber.
The exit he had tried to reach was already ablaze.
No escape.
Scorching.
Terrifying.
He couldn’t breathe.
In Wang Changming’s despairing eyes, the man strode out from the molten metal wall like a king of flames, the master of lava.
“Thank you, truly… If not for ‘Shengyi,’ I might never have had the chance to become extraordinary; if not for your existence, I wouldn’t have reached another transformation so quickly, gaining even greater power—
“So, in gratitude—let me send you to your death!”
In the next instant, pillars of fire shot skyward, and before Wang Changming could speak, he was lost forever in the blaze.
And not just him—the entire villa was engulfed, thousands of square meters of estate transformed into a blazing inferno of molten hell.