Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 407 Time Flies

"Yang Tian? Is he the first person to become a world myth? Interesting, very interesting!"

In the Qingxu Gate hall, after listening to Deng Bingqiu and others, Zuo Zhenhai smiled and said, "The master of this great sect left a hundred years ago, truly miraculous. The mortal world!"

"What do you mean?"

Deng Bingqiu urgently stepped forward to ask.

"What is the significance of this gate?"

When Zuo Zhenhai heard Deng Bingqiu’s words, the smile on his face instantly disappeared. Instead, he said coldly, "The three ancient martial arts schools, seven schools, were initially connected with the same spirit! This sect leader..."

Swish!

Zuo Zhenhai had only spoken halfway when suddenly a beam of light shot directly from outside the hall.

When Zuo Zhenhai saw this scene, he immediately grasped his palm with one hand and found it was a bloody invitation, with three large golden letters imprinted on the invitation, "Death Title"!

Looking at these three words, Zuo Zhenhai just opened the invitation and glanced at it. He immediately stood up and walked out of the hall.

On the side of the Qing Dynasty, the elder of the house looked curious and asked, "Where are you going, master?"

"Oh, of course, the two old guys from the Ruiyi Sect and Lingbao Sect, along with several centuries-old colleagues, should open the immortal relics!"

Zuo Zhenhai slightly smiled, then glanced at Deng Bingqiu, who was still kneeling on the ground, and sneered, "By the way, he killed Mr. Yang!"

...

The Vatican is the governing center of the Roman church.

Now Archbishop Glaid is kneeling at Tristan Church, the most noble church of the Vatican, with many sacred seekers present.

But just before the last step this week, a light appeared in front of him.

With the appearance of the light, an old man with a thorn crown and a staff in his hand suddenly stood before Glaid, as if he had materialized there.

"Holy... Holy One!"

When Glaid saw the old man’s face, he was shocked, respectfully kneeling on the ground. "One of the three archbishops of the Vatican, Glaid respectfully welcomes the Holy One to leave seclusion!"

"Glaid? You were just a little priest, and now you’re a bishop. Time flies!"

The old man looked melancholy, smiling as he gazed at the joyful heart.

When Glaid saw it, he became even more respectful and said, "Time indeed flies quickly, but the Pope is as good as he was a hundred years ago, with the same demeanor! I wonder what the Holy One intends to do this time?"

"The Three Immortals Ruins will open again after a hundred years. Naturally, I will go to have a look, but I didn’t expect that these guys would think of joining hands with the Chinese people this time!" the old man lightly smiled.

"Joining hands with the Chinese people? Is it Mr. Yang?" Glenton asked in an unexpected way.

After all, Yang Tian is the most famous person in China today, so he thought of Yang Tian first.

But the old man shook his head slightly, "Wrong!"

"Wrong? Then what kind of person is it?" Glaid asked puzzledly.

Suddenly, the old man smiled and coldly said, "No matter who it is, it’s important who is murdered and what benefits the Vatican can gain!"

As he spoke, the old man turned the cross in the center of the church and silently drew a cross with his right hand, but his left hand remained still, while a crimson invitation appeared at the corner of his sleeve.

...

The Great Britain Alliance.

Regarding the loss of the strongest player Windy, the entire alliance fell into a period of depression. freeweɓnovel-cøm

Even in the recent struggles with practitioners from other powerful families, the alliance took patience as a means of handling things.

At this moment, all these Great Britain countries felt they lost hope for survival.

But unlike them, Louis, the son of the Ice Snow Queen, who was also at the peak of the alliance, was equally worried about the alliance’s future but appeared more composed.

At this moment, he was sitting outside a room at the alliance headquarters, listening to the man’s report. "Lord Louis, this is what I have learned. Admiral Jerry Sea and the Indian Admiral Acxia are still discussing the United States’ attitude. Our alliance has no hope!" the man said respectfully.

"No reported hope at all?"

When Louis heard the man’s words, he snorted, "That’s because they don’t know the essence of our power alliance. If it weren’t for my mother’s insistence that the trump card cannot be released, how could our mighty alliance be like this?"

As he spoke, waves of blue mist rose from Louis, making the entire room shake alongside.

But when the man heard Louis’s words, he didn’t notice them at all. Instead, he asked with a worried face, "Lord Louis, are you planning to wake him up? This... this is absolutely impossible!"

"Why not?" Louis asked with a cold smile.

The man suddenly showed an expression of horror and said, "He... he is the existence of death. If awakened, no one could suppress him, and even our alliance would collapse because of it!"

"Collapse?"

When Louis heard this, he said disdainfully, "Do you think we aren’t far from collapsing now?"

"This..."

The man instantly held his tongue.

He also knew that the current strongest force in the alliance was Louis, with the blue mist before him. But even though Louis was strong, he had only entered the legendary domain.

Compared to some powerful elders, they were too weak!

Now even the England government no longer believed in the ability of the Great Country Alliance. If this continued, the alliance’s collapse would be inevitable.

But when thinking of the man’s terror, the man hesitated.

Just then, Louis suddenly sighed, "No need to say, it’s too late now. His awakening isn’t something you and I can stop!"

"Why?" the man asked puzzledly.

I saw Louis slowly hand a crimson invitation to the man.

When the man saw the invitation, he looked at it suspiciously. But when he saw the final signature on the invitation, his pupils instantly enlarged. Then he quickly closed the invitation and laughed bitterly, "That is... it’s truly... truly too late!"

...

When a powerful secret world appeared, it was located in an ancient castle in the southeastern United States.

In the darkness, a blond man trembled as he knelt on the ground. Before him, there was only darkness.

But the man could sense the presence of that person.

"Have all the invitations been sent out?" A low voice suddenly rose from the darkness.

The man hurriedly nodded, "Returning to the master, all nine invitations, not a single one missed! All delivered!"

"Very well, the operation can begin. Yang Tian must die!"

In the air, the voice rose again, stirring up endless killing intent.

The assassination plan against Yang Tian was already in the making.

But Yang Tian was completely unaware. Even if he was, he hadn’t thought much about it now.

Because he had arrived near the port of Liankou City.

Although he heard from Ren Yuan that the Three Immortals Ruins were located in the center of the Pacific Ocean, the Pacific Ocean is vast!

Finding its center is not easy.

So after consideration, Yang Tian chose to travel by ship. The port in Liankou City happened to have ships crossing the Pacific Ocean. Finding an old sailor who knows the middle of the Pacific Ocean best and renting another ship were the best choices.

As a result, the old sailors could ensure Yang Tian wouldn’t search blindly.

Secondly, the relics of the Three Immortals must match Yang Tian’s strength, so Yang Tian practiced to the best condition before arriving, which was also convenient for travel.

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