In fact, the moment Wyatt Barnes returned to the H Kingdom, his Divine Sense swept out and he had already locked onto the location of his former instructor, "Heath Dragonsmith."

However, because Heath Dragonsmith was inside a completely sealed base, he didn’t appear directly in front of him.

Because once he chose to show up directly before Heath Dragonsmith, that base where Heath Dragonsmith was stationed would definitely be wrecked by him.

So, he chose to stay outside the base and wait for Heath Dragonsmith to come out.

He was waiting, yes, but he wasn’t stupidly waiting in silence; he directly said that he wanted to see Instructor Dragonsmith, Heath Dragonsmith.

His voice carried his power, and along with it spread throughout the base in front of him, entering the ears of every single person inside.

"I’m looking for Heath Dragonsmith, Instructor Dragonsmith!"

That one sentence from Wyatt spread into the ears of everyone in the base, and at the same time also reached Heath Dragonsmith himself.

Heath Dragonsmith was a sturdily built middle-aged man, broad-shouldered and thick-waisted.

When he heard Wyatt’s voice, he was in a spacious conference room, holding a meeting with the ten war generals under his command...

If, within the Flame-Yellow Soul Organization, he was the "soul," then the ten war generals under him were the "body" of the Flame-Yellow Soul Organization—indispensable.

"Instructor Dragonsmith?"

The instant Heath Dragonsmith suddenly heard this voice that sounded right by his ear, his expression instantly grew solemn.

Because he knew that whoever sent this voice was definitely an "expert," otherwise there was no way they would know how to use this kind of voice-transmission method.

It was just that the form of address "Instructor Dragonsmith" was something he hadn’t heard in many years.

Because he had stopped being an instructor many years ago!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

...

At the same time, the other ten people in the conference room, after hearing the sudden voice in their ears, all changed color together and, at the first possible moment, turned to look at Heath Dragonsmith.

Right at this moment, the watch-like communicator on one person’s wrist flashed.

Immediately after, as if he had just received some information, he looked to Heath Dragonsmith at once and said, "Chief, according to the intel from the monitoring department, the one looking for you... is right outside our base’s main gate."

"Outside the base’s main gate?"

Instantly, the other nine people were all shocked.

Even Heath Dragonsmith’s eyes flashed with surprise. Then he raised his hand and pressed one of the many buttons on the conference table in front of him that were within his reach.

At the moment he pressed that button, a projection appeared above the conference table.

Within the projection was a mirror image of the scene outside the base’s main gate.

At this very moment, in the projection, outside the base, a young man in purple was standing in midair.

He was standing there in the air, relying on nothing at all, and it didn’t look like he was using any kind of concealed flying device either.

"According to the scan from the monitoring room... there are no technological devices on him whatsoever, not even a communication tool."

The same person who had reminded Heath Dragonsmith earlier continued speaking.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

...

And as his words fell, everyone present, including Heath Dragonsmith, couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath.

"Even a top Wind System Superpowered Soldier... shouldn’t be able to pull off something like this, right?"

On one side of the conference table, a young man immediately turned to look at a young woman in a teal business suit.

"If I don’t use a flight device, I can only stay suspended for at most half a minute."

The young woman was one of the top Wind System Superpowered Soldiers in the Flame-Yellow Soul Organization.

Looking across all the top Wind System Superpowered Soldiers on Earth, her strength could rank in the top three.

So, her words were enough to represent over ninety percent of Wind System top Superpowered Soldiers.

"This guy looks kind of strange... he’s actually wearing an ancient-style long robe. Could he be from one of those Hidden Clans in our H Kingdom? From what I know... some Hidden Clans have lived deep in the mountains and forests since ancient times, and have never had contact with the outside world."

Another person opened his mouth to speculate, "And many people from those Hidden Clans still wear ancient-style clothes, and all sorts of their living habits are basically no different from ancient times."

"I’m Heath Dragonsmith... who are you?!"

At this moment, Heath Dragonsmith pressed another button on the conference table in front of him, and spoke at the same time.

His voice, carried by the amplification system, rang out beyond the base’s main gate and entered Wyatt’s ears.

"Instructor Dragonsmith!"

Hearing that familiar voice, Wyatt’s eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn’t help feeling a bit stirred inside.

In the end, he forcefully suppressed the excitement in his heart and sent out a voice transmission that only Heath Dragonsmith could hear. "Instructor Dragonsmith, I’m Blood Wolf ’Wyatt’!"

Blood Wolf "Wyatt"!

Wyatt directly revealed his identity from his previous life.

If he only said he was "Blood Wolf," Instructor Dragonsmith might not know which generation of Blood Wolf he was.

Now that he said his name along with it, he believed Instructor Dragonsmith would definitely react at the first instant and confirm his identity.

"Instructor Dragonsmith, I’m Blood Wolf ’Wyatt’!"

And that voice transmission from Wyatt, once it entered Heath Dragonsmith’s ears, immediately left Heath Dragonsmith dumbstruck, like a wooden chicken.

Wyatt!

How long had it been since he’d heard that name?

Wyatt was the most outstanding soldier he had ever trained in his entire life. If he hadn’t retired, his current achievements would definitely be in no way inferior to his own!

However, even though Wyatt retired back then and even became an international mercenary, he never forgot where he came from, and always took defending his motherland as his own duty. That was what comforted him the most.

It was just a pity that decades ago, Wyatt suddenly disappeared, and since then he had never heard any news about Wyatt.

Because of that, he even specially sent people to investigate, but they found nothing at all.

"But... after decades, how could he have changed this much?"

Staring at the purple‑clothed young man in the projection, Heath Dragonsmith couldn’t help but frown.

He only felt that the purple‑clothed youth before his eyes and the Blood Wolf "Wyatt" in his memories were completely two different people.

However, even with doubts in his heart, he still decided to go meet this person who claimed to be the Blood Wolf "Wyatt." 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"Today’s meeting ends here... I’m going out for a bit."

Heath Dragonsmith looked at the other ten people at the conference table and spoke.

"Chief, are you going to see that man?"

"Chief, that guy is a bit strange. I’ll go with you to meet him."

"Yeah, Chief. His identity is unknown, and we don’t even know where he popped out from. For you to go see him like this, I’m afraid it’s a bit inappropriate."

...

The ten people at the conference table spoke one after another, trying to persuade Heath Dragonsmith.

"Didn’t you hear what he said... he claims he’s the Blood Wolf ’Wyatt’."

Heath Dragonsmith spoke with a frown.

Heath Dragonsmith didn’t know that just now, the words Wyatt Barnes had said to him were heard by him alone.

"The Blood Wolf ’Wyatt’?"

Hearing this, the ten people present couldn’t help but be stunned.

As the ten great generals under Heath Dragonsmith nowadays, in their spare time they’d all more or less heard Heath talk about some stories from the past.

That included the group of outstanding Weapon Kings he had trained when he was an "instructor."

And among that group of Weapon Kings, the Blood Wolf "Wyatt" stood at the very top.

"He’s the Blood Wolf ’Wyatt’?"

The eyes of the young woman in the teal suit suddenly lit up, and worship appeared on her face.

Before the Nirvana Upheaval, the Blood Wolf "Wyatt" was a powerhouse whose name shook the underground world of Earth, and he was publicly acknowledged as the number one person in the underground world.

Back then, although she was still young, she already treated "Wyatt" as an idol and worshiped him greatly.

...

Wyatt Barnes had absolutely not expected that the person he was waiting for wouldn’t just be his former instructor, "Heath Dragonsmith," alone.

Rumble!

Rumble, rumble!

...

As the base gate swung wide open, Heath Dragonsmith strode out, his steps like a dragon’s pace and a tiger’s stride.

Behind him, ten people followed closely.

With just a glance at those ten, Wyatt immediately recognized them as the people his Divine Sense had probed earlier. They were all top Superpowered Soldiers on Earth, their souls so strong they were comparable to a half‑step immortal’s soul.

Of course, half the reason their souls were so strong was that they had taken genetic potions.

So, their use of the soul was limited to communicating with some natural elements between heaven and earth, thereby unleashing various Superpowered Soldier methods...

"You’re the ’Blood Wolf’?"

Heath Dragonsmith stepped forward and looked at the purple‑clothed young man standing in midair before him, asking with a serious expression.

"Instructor Dragonsmith."

Seeing his former instructor, whose face had hardly changed, a smile emerged on Wyatt Barnes’s face as well.

Then his figure moved as he slowly descended to stand before Heath Dragonsmith, body straight as a spear, and he gave Heath a standard military salute.

Although he was still not sure that the purple‑clothed young man before him was the Blood Wolf "Wyatt" of the past, Heath Dragonsmith nonetheless returned the salute.

"You look completely different from that brat Blood Wolf... how are you going to prove you’re him?"

Heath Dragonsmith looked at Wyatt Barnes and asked in a deep voice.

"Instructor Dragonsmith... you really want me to prove it?"

However, upon hearing Heath’s words, Wyatt Barnes merely gave him a deep look, a hint of teasing flashing in his eyes.

"Speak!"

Heath Dragonsmith’s tone brooked no argument.

"I remember, the first time I went to your home, Instructor... you were punished by Sister‑in‑law and made to kneel, kneeling on durians for a full fifteen minutes. She originally planned to have you kneel for half an hour, but when she saw I was there, she then..."

Wyatt Barnes slowly recounted.

However, before he could finish, Heath Dragonsmith hastily cut him off. "Enough, don’t say it! Didn’t expect it really is you, you brat..."

Right now, Heath Dragonsmith could clearly sense all kinds of strange looks sweeping over from behind him.

Those strange looks all came from his ten great generals, and for a moment even his stern face felt hot...

"You brat, you vanished without a trace for decades. I had people searching everywhere for news of you, but they came back empty‑handed. All these years, where the hell did you go?"

Heath Dragonsmith changed the subject, glared at Wyatt Barnes, and asked in a disgruntled tone:

"And what’s with this face of yours? How did it change completely? Back then, you definitely didn’t look like such a frail weakling..."