Even now, the leader of the Global Martial Artist Alliance was still Braydon Neal, the strongest person in the world.
His position was unshakable.
As Braydon walked down the street, warriors moved aside to let him pass.
When they saw the group behind him, they were all shocked.
The core higher-ups of the Northern Army were gathered on the South Pole Island, indicating something important was happening.
Such a scene was rarely seen every three to five years.
The core higher-ups of the Northern Army were all powerful figures, each commanding 100,000 elite martial artists.
What truly caught the attention of onlookers was one person at the front.
He was dressed in white, exuding an indifferent aura, looking like a young man.
Among the crowd, an older warrior's pupils constricted when he saw the white-robed youth.
He said in horror, "The Qilin in plain clothes is the Northern Army's commander!"
"What?"
