Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 431: Just 2 Days

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Just earlier, the bombardment preceding the happiness lasted for dozens of minutes! Such a prolonged attack, with such violent tremors, yet Li Dan managed to avoid death despite his damaged state amidst the shower of destruction!

"Hold your ground! No matter how grave the disaster this time! We must prepare ourselves for what’s coming!" Gret suddenly said with a cold sneer.

"Are you ready?

Nestotba, combined with Scos’ years of wisdom, what have they prepared?"

"Well, this time the force has suffered severe wounds, and within a certain timeframe, by leveraging the Pope’s influence, we could mobilize all of Europa’s faithful to launch a fervent crusade to exterminate them once and for all! We only need to seize the opportunity presented by this China Dragon’s actions to gain total control over the situation!"

At this, both Balt and Stam nodded and smiled faintly.

The three of them laughed for a while, then in the midst of strategic discussions stretched over some distance, one exclaimed passionately, "The chosen hero, now even the might of Qingqing the Great Emperor’s warrior is among us."

The sun set over Light, Sastoval, and Scos, their weary faces departing the entrance of the Holy Hall.

As the two slowly pushed open the door, March cautiously inquired.

"This isn’t an illusion caused by their gazes, nor is it the imagined presence of the Three Kingdoms Joint Army’s Commander. It’s not the inheritor of the Great Emperor’s legacy, but rather—TWO DAYS, just two days!"

"Yang... Yang... Bai Yang? So it’s you."

Staring at the figure standing before him beneath the heavens, he felt utterly shocked.

"Two days was not meant to be stopped by the Three Kingdoms Joint Army."

"Wasn’t that string of artillery blasts supposed to blow apart Yang Chuan?"

"Two days have passed without any trace of battle?"

"And most importantly, today is now."

"Where is the other clergyman?"

"Yang Tianjiu, can you help me? Have you not restrained the Three Kingdoms Joint Army and the clergy?"

But as their minds whirled, gazing into Bai Yang’s haunting eyes, their brains momentarily emptied.

Because right before their eyes.

Stood the very myth of the present era, an existence capable of laying waste to them with but a single hand!

This was why they were helpless within the Holy Roster Church, against both the high pressures exerted by the Three Kingdoms Joint Army and the numerous officials compounding the situation in Yang Chuan, everything laid bare for them.

This was their ultimate decision.

"Yang... Mr. Yang... What do you intend to do? Let me remind you, this place is the very center of justice, the core of Europa’s faithful! You... you’d better not act recklessly."

Under Baoyang River’s piercing gaze, trembling and practically pleading, this was uttered.

Yet Yang Chuan merely smiled in acceptance and slowly began crossing the walls of the Great Emperor’s domain, defying the adversaries.

RUMBLE!

In that moment, their sensed schemes were utterly shaken.

Watching closely, they saw the centuries-old Vatican Imperial Hall’s most iconic symbol, Tras, collapse like a fragile pile of tofu amid the event’s grandeur in Burui Town.

"Orders arrived, so what?" It was a slow, deliberate motion of a hand.

"You."

Hearing this, Gret’s eyes went wide, stunned beyond belief.

But he was truly powerless to resist!

When realizing the magnitude of the matter, a smaller figure appeared—a threat looming with their lives hanging before the shattered Tras’ grand hall!

He could only say, "Mr. Yang, what should we do? We can’t stop this... But the forces of Italy Scos and Scotlandland are offering their support at this very moment, reaching the Vatican..."

"And also the Love Song."

That day arrived, and those words finally emerged.

They saw it.

Upon hearing this, Yang Chuan raised his brows.

He assumed it was scheduled over the two days, and this time, with assistance, the Three Kingdoms Joint Army bore witness as Yang Qianzai appeared before them.

Although visible, even Yang Chuan now saw, "Is it the Three Kingdoms Joint Army?"

"So is it you—joining the Third Alliance?"

"Then why is Miss Ren from the Joint Alliance here?"

This sudden, unforeseen surprise carried an air of beauty in its ambush, something wonderful.

Out of nowhere, a crimson orb shattered nearby, sending a flustered bride into the midst of chaotic clashes, both offensive and defensive maneuvers. "Great Lord, we’re doomed! Li Dan... Italy! Scos and Scotlandland’s Third Alliance—Gone. That figure... ANNIHILATED!"

"What did you say?"

In the distress of the wedding ceremony, Gret’s despair grew unbearable as he shockingly repeated, "What did you say?"

"That Li Dan... was annihilated by the Third Alliance."

The panicked bride provided answers that revealed devastation, shaking the largest center beyond the great lord’s presence as cries echoed through their assembly!

Fearing Yang Chuan’s gaze, they were struck still, realizing only death awaited them.

Could the Third Alliance compare?

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If that were true, if Yang Chuan’s downfall were envisioned—

They hesitated, expressions frozen in shock; they had but seconds of realization before Yang Chuan displayed the undeniable truth they feared!

The Great Emperor Hall, its most prized treasure!

Crystal clear in its formidable strength, carving borders among countries, the Arbitration Director now revealed as the ultimate arbiter!

Amid the turbulence, the 10 most elite warriors of the Great Hall flourished against the trio of nations raising their flags in contest.

This profound, indescribable existence!

In this instant, Gret finally regretted—regretted deeply—the fall of the Great Emperor. Why did the gods have to perish?

And as events unfolded within Vatican-centered dominion, the Arbitration Director succumbed within the wreckage, none among the renowned 10 imposing dominators survived, nor were the structures salvaged as the Three Kingdoms Joint Army dissolved.

The Great Hall now lay quiet; its essence diminished, its superior might quenched as Li Shunchen appeared in plain sight before them.

At that moment, as though losing every ounce of strength, they were left beside him—a posture of laboring servitude—and bowed deeply. "Yang... Yang Xiusheng, we... our Great Emperor Hall seek to atone to you! Whatever wrongs we’ve committed, if Bai Yang demands it, we submit ourselves to judgment as doctors before white coats!"

Hanestovarba and Scos Skos years knelt alongside them, motionless under Tianxing’s rule.

The pen’s account left no room for escape; their resistance to the heavens depleted utterly.

But Yang Chuan’s eye yet shivered in disdain. "Insufficient apologies!"

Just enough.

As Yang Shengzi lowered his head, Great Master Tian, Li Shunzi processed winter’s loose ends soundly.

Yet upon hearing their voices?

At that instant, their hearts twisted beneath the ancient tribunal’s weight. However, Yang Da raised his thumb, declaring forcefully, "Only Yang Miss!" If combined with Yang Shengzi, imagine the outcome! MB action—this was truly the Great Emperor’s statement of integrity."

"Ah! I’ll restart everything!"

The roar of Yang Qianliang reverberated. Not far beyond, even following Tras’ shattered hall, redemption seemed no longer attainable under this high tide of destiny.

No!

Flying towards Ray arrived an unseen revelation what was alleged!

Could this symbolic cross be something more?

Even capable of surpassing the Great Emperor’s legacy, including the Divine Stone and the entire perfected systems within the Great Hall!

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