"Who exactly are you?" the Alliance Hierarch asked coldly, his eyes flashing.
The old man smiled faintly, "I am the Chinese Martial Artist you just looked down upon."
"Chinese Martial Artist!" The Pope's face slightly changed.
The young man who just died was his disciple, also his future successor, but was killed by the old man before him, so how could the Alliance Hierarch not be furious?
"Damn Chinese Martial Artist, how dare you trespass into the palace? Do you know the consequences?"
"Consequences?" The old man suddenly laughed aloud.
"I never consider consequences when I act."
"Kill!"
The Alliance Hierarch snorted coldly, and his body shot forward like lightning.
He was one of Europe's strongest masters, known as the man closest to God, and now he wanted to avenge his disciple with this Chinese Martial Artist's blood.
The Alliance Hierarch was well aware of the old man's formidable strength, which is why he launched a killing blow right away.
"Punishment of God!"
