Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 427: People with Ranks

Therefore, standing face-to-face with the Vatican is as daunting as standing against the entirety of Europa.

Not to mention, if Italy, which lives alongside the Vatican, takes immediate military action out of fear.

Say no more—the Saint Marathon Group in the Vatican has honed those with ranks in both strength and valor.

For those judged guilty, their blood would mark their death in the Vatican!

Yet the Asian before them now was not paralyzed by warnings but was instead advancing forward.

What is the meaning of this?

Is this a provocation against the majesty of Europa’s center of faith?

Aris, almost without further thought, waved a hand immediately, signaling, "Handle this at once! Get rid of him."

"Understood!"

The first members of the Holy Horse Group responded, "Let Arisa speak; then execute swiftly."

This was because to someone like Gret from Stod State, it was impossible to tolerate delays. For Gret, as a driver in Grinsduo City, anyone unable to maintain a balanced approach would be denied approval. Hence, we hold firm to concerns of unnecessary escalation! If we can’t make a move, what about him instead..."

"Rude!"

Do you know where this is? This is the imperial domain of the Great Emperor! Someone dares to provoke such majesty?

Yang Tiandao: "Is this how you act? Knowing my warnings, you, an Asian, refuse to halt and instead take an unyielding step forward? This is indeed provocation! If this figure acts unruly, and we dare not engage him, what good is Vatican’s news now? Gladly, with one wave of the hand, I will personally extend my arms, and in merely two days, all those within the hundred-car fleet shall sail away!"

To him, even those within his first Gatekeeper Team, who were mostly Innate-tier elites, presented no difficulty at all.

Move quickly.

According to the edicts of the Asian Football Alliance, even the first Saint Horse Group member’s commands involve day-after-day maritime vigilance, leaving Da Li enveloped in hardships of survival.

These people, not making major reports but nurturing novices in speech, bore a layer of disdain in their expressions apart from their scorn for the weak.

For an individual to provoke the entire Vatican, exposing such arrogance from these Knights, would be nothing short of foolishness and self-destruction!

Facing an invincible opponent who required no effort to suppress, they were like prey fleeing hopelessly.

However, just as they converged to overwhelm their target, their opponents suddenly opened their eyes wide, enveloping the scene in an unfathomable darkness, and everyone collapsed in an instant.

Witnessing this, hunger struck the observers. Knights recoiled in blind panic and unknowingly triggered an aggressive assault involving two million forces.

Confronted with this failure, repeating assault attempts over two to three months left even the observers in state after state dumbfounded as numerous combatants crumbled consecutively.

With just one glance, Yang Tiandao demolished the entire Holy Horse Group in one fell swoop!

"What... what is happening?!"

His subordinates, unable to withstand the onslaught unleashed by this Asian, had been entirely routed.

Yet, as disbelief flashed across his gaze, he quickly widened his eyes in shock.

During those moments, Yang Chuan’s steps thundered onto this land—and with strength equivalent to 150 tons!

"A God... a supreme-level warrior!"

Confronting the scene with the Aris Woman, realization hit instantly like GDP skyrocketing.

Flying—this wasn’t a feat a mortal being could achieve! A new titan had emerged!

Entirely devoid of courage, the thought of provoking this Asian titan of Vatican origin felt suicidal!

Yet, swallowing his fear, he calmed himself swiftly.

What difference would this supreme warrior make...

Was this not still the Holy Pillar Scholar from the Vatican itself? For a first-time conflict against such prowess—

He scrutinized, finding himself neither equipped with faith nor capable of victory against this dominion tier being!

At the critical juncture, another squad of Holy Warriors stormed forward, shouting: "Whole mounted battalion, assume combat stance! Overwhelm this new supreme-level fighter! No reservations—attack!"

"Understood!"

Every elite force armed themselves with advanced weaponry.

The Great Knights remained fearless of competition!

More daunting yet—several in the city unleashed their most advanced weapons, including auto-rifles and volley cannons!

These were devices beyond any nation’s level, bending the limits of technology in their culinary precision!

Thus, under orders, streams of firepower targeted Yang Qianyan without hesitation, as declared by the Asian Football Alliance leader!

Suddenly, the blazing trajectory of shells and rapid volleys unleashed havoc, barreling toward Yang Bu.

"Fools!"

Amidst surging flames and cannon fires targeted at close range, the divine response roared ferociously.

Within a mere two days.

Should such projectile onslaught persist, it would draw retaliation proportions none could endure. Explosions after explosions scorched the battlefield into ashes.

Momentarily, the battlefield—originally reserved for ten illustrious Saint Marathon forces in the Great Emperor Hall—unfolded wildly unforeseen confrontations.

On the opposing side, despondent and furious expressions filled their ranks from Alist warriors. Insults abounded among almost every soldier!

An era.

The Pope Hall had never witnessed such a devastating defeat, not even since the foundation of the Saint Horse Group. Yet today, this scene spelled desolation under unrelenting enemy force.

Even so... could this possibly be the ability of a true supreme-level fighter?

Aris and the Leader’s faces twisted uncontrollably in expressions wrought by inconceivable theft—the man Yang Chuan stood calmly, emotionless—even when addressed by their trembling query: "You... who are you?"

"Yang Qianwu," a mournful response, as Yang Qianwu glanced toward Wu Xi, uttering words tinged with quiet sorrow.

Bai Yang.

The myth of an era!

The world’s number one!

A peerless warrior who could rival entire nations alone!

Slaying ten pinnacle Divine Authority warriors, Yang Tianyu had already immortalized himself across Jianyuan Island and beyond.

Upon hearing Yang Tianyu’s proclamation, those of the Holy Warriors froze. Even Alisa found herself at a loss. Ten collapsed Knights of virtue lay motionless, completely stunned!

Among these warriors, who hadn’t heard the name of Yang Quan? Who among them was unaware of Yang Chuan’s grandeur?

This was a millennium-old epic forged from victory over demons and ghosts—the contemporary mythical hero who now stood before them amidst their disbelief.

Beyond dispute, their minds echoed a resonant truth: faced with this sovereign force standing against even the Great Emperor—what option was there for survival?

Weapons fell clattering! In mere moments, one-half of the Holy Horse Group abandoned their arms, hands trembling, as they failed miserably to summon courage before Yang Tiandao’s presence.

This authority was the living legend himself!

Somewhere in subsequent murmurs detailed whispers reverberated: reports from Lidos hinted insidious internal rumors. Alisa later rejoined her faction, recalling echoes lamenting: "... let’s avoid an unwinnable confrontation with... this unparalleled force."

"Nonsense!"

But when the news spread, Alis snapped to consciousness from shock, laughing hectically: "Bai Yang. Mr. Yang. Are you so immersed in mythology to presume fortune smiles upon you merely being the world’s legend? And so what!"

Halse Alis stepped backward slowly, sneering coldly: "Think yourself a new pantheonic figure? Yet, it was you who murdered our lord Li Dan in cold blood! No exile to heavens nor earth will save you as judgment seeks revenge—though my Master may yet call forth luminous obliteration eternal..."

"I grant thy spectacle!"

Abandoning simple disdain-filled declarations toward Lady Alikras in favor of invoking sacred History Records beneath flaming conviction.

Here, they were frenzied zealots loyal toward this titanic zeal interfering precisely!

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