High-level martial arts: Starting with a heart of steel, stats crush everything.

Chen Mo didn't speak. Gu Feng and Ma Wanglin behind him tried to stop him, but they were stopped by his gaze.

"I don't have any demands. Even if it's just for the sake of a peaceful life for ordinary people outside, I should do this."

"But my friend hasn't woken up yet, and I don't even know how to help him."

"It's not that I'm greedy or taking advantage of others' misfortunes; I do have something I need to ask you seniors for help with."

Chen Mo raised his head and looked at the twenty-seven grandmasters present.

"If I successfully complete the mission, you must help me contact the Celestial Race, or personally take me there."

"I need to find out the truth behind Yang Zuo's coma. What's the condition?"

"..." Upon hearing Chen Mo's condition, the surrounding grandmasters frowned slightly.

Going to the Celestial Race isn't impossible, it's just far too easy.

If they just send this kid away like that, aren't these old guys too cruel?

"That's no problem. If needed, we can even fight alongside you."

Commander Hong smiled. This kind of loyal and righteous young man is most suitable for the military.

"Let me mention one more."

"No, this one is enough." Chen Mo shook his head; he wasn't doing these things for himself.

After witnessing the destructive power of a grandmaster, Chen Mo realized that the battlefield must never be allowed to leave the abyss.

Things that happen in the abyss can only be resolved in the abyss; the outside world is too fragile to withstand such a battle.

Some things are better left to them to handle.

As the saying goes, if the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up.

And now, Chen Mo is that tall guy.

"Leave this to me. I've been to Black Cloud City before, so there shouldn't be any major problems."

Chen Mo raised his head and looked at the masters around him.

"However, my ability has a flaw."

"Once I touch something, or if there's someone within five meters of me, the ability to conceal my presence will fail."

"So even if I go, you have to make a big enough commotion outside, at least to prevent those sixty-odd grandmasters from coming to find me."

Commander Hong did not speak, but turned to look at the sand table behind him.

After a few minutes of deduction, he looked up at Chen Mo again.

"Okay, we can only buy you one hour at most. You need to cut off their power supply within that hour."

"no problem."

Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief; there was so much to do in an hour.

Actually, there's no need to give him any reward; Chen Mo himself was planning to go anyway.

He ran out of energy fluid and would have to restock sooner or later, so this was a good opportunity.

"Chen Mo, it's not that we don't trust you, but the ability that Old Master Geng described is simply too unbelievable..."

After a moment's hesitation, a senior military officer cautiously asked a question.

"I understand your doubts; seeing is believing."

Chen Mo was not surprised by their doubts. He replaced the Hell Curse with the Demon Phantom.

Having found an open space with a diameter of about five meters, Chen Mo slowly retreated.

Two seconds later, the effect of the Demonic Phantom activated, and Chen Mo disappeared from everyone's sight.

"What!?"

The somewhat skeptical grandmaster stood up and used all his strength to search for Chen Mo's presence and aura.

No matter how hard he searched, the place where Chen Mo had just been was empty; there was nothing there.

"How amazing..."

Commander Hong's eyes lit up; this kid's ability could be used in many ways...

"Is everything alright now?"

Chen Mo took a step forward, the effect of the Demonic Phantom dissipated, and he reappeared before everyone's eyes.

"No problem, I apologize for my earlier doubts."

The grandmaster who doubted Chen Mo stood up and gave Chen Mo a martial arts salute.

"It's alright. This ability is too incredible to be true, so it's understandable to have doubts."

Chen Mo smiled, and to be honest, he was secretly pleased.

"Leave the rest of the plan to us. Once everything is arranged, we'll get started."

Commander Hong greatly admired Chen Mo's outgoing and generous personality and had already begun considering abducting him.

If Alati knew about this, he would definitely come over with a smile, carrying his pilaf to watch the spectacle.

Watch how Chen Mo blows up the Kunlun Mountain military headquarters.

"Dean Geng, do you have some time?"

Chen Mo walked to Geng Lianhu's side and gently poked him.

"What's wrong?"

Geng Lianhu glanced at Commander Hong, who was figuring out how to make a big commotion, then turned to look at Chen Mo.

"Hey, can you do me a favor? I need a strong aura to temper my five internal organs, and Dean Xue might not be able to provide it."

Xue Le overheard everything Chen Mo said, and the old man walked over with a displeased look on his face.

"What do you mean, brat? Is my Grandmaster-level pressure not enough for you?"

"Dean Xue, I'm not just saying this because I'm a student, but I'm basically immune to the pressure of a Grandmaster now. I have to use my full power to get any effect."

"I tried it at the Northwest Military Headquarters, and Commander Alati, who had his vital points opened, had the best effect on suppressing me."

Chen Mo grinned, and Xue Le and Geng Lianhu were both stunned by his words.

Xue Le grabbed Chen Mo's arm, feeling the surging blood and energy within Chen Mo's body.

"What exactly happened to you while you were gone, kid?"

"Nothing much happened. I just diligently tempered my five internal organs, and my qi and blood naturally increased."

Chen Mo shrugged and sighed helplessly.

Xue Le could clearly sense that this kid was showing off, but he had no answer.

Because what Chen Mo said was true, the boy's blood and qi had indeed increased dramatically.

"Fine, fine, let Dean Geng put you down. Anyway, I'm getting old and still can't find your weakness."

Xue Le was greatly shocked. Just six months ago, he was a cute little weakling. Why has he become so strong now?

At this rate, it feels like I'm going to be completely outmatched in another six months!

Tsk, am I really getting old?