Ye Ling's killing intent was chilling; with the formation of his eighth Golden Core, his strength had surged tremendously. This old geezer, so blind, was he not just asking for trouble?
"You dare, Huaxia brat! Are you asking for the Holy See to declare war on Huaxia?"
"The expeditionary forces of the Holy See will trample all over the vast lands of Huaxia!"
Within the Holy See, one Archbishop after another, red-robed Bishops roared furiously. They were threatening Ye Ling, but would Ye Ling eat their threats?
"Ts, ts, watch the fight!"
Bang, a brick smashed squarely onto the Pope's face, blood gushing out profusely as he grew weak. The brick's force was so immense that the Pope was left unable to fight back.
"The Pope? Destroy the Dark Council?"
Bang, another brick struck, and the Pope's body shuddered, his breath became even fainter, his eyes filled with intense terror. The young man in front of him was unreasonably powerful.
