Urban All-Round Master

"Kill him!"

"Let’s join forces; I refuse to believe we can’t kill this brat!"

"Sect Master of Taishang Sect, why are we still hesitating? This brat is extremely vicious. If he doesn’t die today, he will surely take revenge on us in the future!"

"Yes! Let’s not hesitate anymore!"

...

At this moment, all the Eastern Kings on stage secretly wiped their cold sweat.

Supreme Emperor has always been a person of unpredictable character; no one can truly grasp his psyche.

The fear is that at the critical moment, Supreme Emperor might pull a fast one.

"Alright! Since you defy the will of the world, today I can only personally send you to meet your father. If your father is not dead, I will surely give him a satisfactory explanation in the future,"

Suddenly, Supreme Emperor opened his eyes, shooting out two cold beams.

The various Eastern Kings gradually approached Lin Zifeng, attempting to surround him in the center. Holy Hall. The whole of Beiming’s hearts became extremely heavy along with the atmosphere on site.

"So many big shots, yet shamelessly ganging up on a young man with unlimited potential, I really wonder what kind of face these so-called Eastern Kings have to claim as kings?"

However... Just when everyone was ready to surround Lin Zifeng and unite to kill him.

A crisp and loud voice descended from the sky above, echoing in all directions, almost causing a sensation throughout the Beiming Mansion!

Everyone immediately looked up. High in the sky covered with rolling clouds, a person adorned in a brocade robe descended slowly from the sky, the magnificent robe fluttering with the wind as they descended. So imposing!

The appearance of this person immediately stupefied everyone both on and off the stage.

Because many of the Eastern Kings present, each with cultivation that could be described as reaching the heavens, were all individuals about to step into the Saint Realm. Even so, none noticed the appearance of this person, not even Supreme Emperor. This was enough to prove how powerful the background of this person was!!!

"Western Bright Great Pope!"

The first to recognize the pope was not Supreme Emperor, nor anyone else, but a dog! Handsome Guy!

Handsome Guy looked up at the sky, his mouth almost stretching wide open. He hadn’t moved an inch from start to end.

"Bright Pope!"

Lin Zifeng also recognized him.

"Bright Pope?!"

Supreme Emperor suddenly looked up, two rays of cold light shot from his eyes. It’s hard to imagine how Supreme Emperor looked when he saw the Bright Pope.

"What! The Western Bright Pope is also here?"

The scene immediately boiled over into an uproar.

It must be known that the Western Bright Pope is truly a heavenly-defying level figure, even a taboo figure.

In Huaxia’s East, legends like the Holy War, Liu Shen, Demon Ancestor were always mentioned, but unexpectedly, a heavenly-defying figure from the West actually appeared today.

This was something nobody foresaw.

The Bright Pope gradually landed from the sky, the magnificent golden shimmering pope robe, invoking a deep feeling of reverent worship.

Her face still covered with the purple-gold veil, her true appearance invisible.

Under the platinum crown, she stood, and no one dared to approach, even taking a deep breath in front of her seemed like a daring luxury.

"Are you the pope of the Western Bright Church?!"

Qingchi Saintess rudely stepped forward, directly calling her name.

"Bang!"

However — Right as she finished speaking, an invisible palm print slapped hard across her fair face as if it were invisible.

"Pfft!"

Qingchi Saintess had almost no power to resist, directly slapped away by the Bright Pope into mid-air, spewing blood violently from her mouth!

"Hiss!"

"This..."

"What happened?!"

"What!"

"..."

All the Eastern Kings on stage were gasping in shock. Each subconsciously stepped back two steps.

Below the stage, thousands of cultivators almost had their eyeballs popping out.

The entire scene was silent!

"I hate it when others speak to me like that," however, the pope clapped her hands, as if everything was so simple and straightforward. But her move made everyone at the scene take a sharp breath.

Her move left most of the Eastern Kings present unable to fully comprehend it.

"I... darn it!"

Jia Zhenjing was so shocked he collapsed to the ground, eyes wide open, having no clear idea of when she made her move, Qingchi Saintess was just so casually slapped flying away.

Is this even a human?!

Even Liu Jiuhuang had to refocus her gaze on the pope. The pope is an invincible presence. She understood, it was perfectly natural that she lost to the pope back then. Now, the pope is even more fierce than back then!

"The Bright Church and the East do not interfere with each other; the pope’s personal visit today, does it mean intending to oppose us in the East?"

Shen Wuheng cautiously incited everyone.

He, too, personally saw Qingchi Saintess being slapped away. More surprised at the pope’s cultivation. But right now. He still had to rouse everyone. If not united. Today everyone could be toyed to death by the pope.

"Swoosh!"

Without further ado, the Bright Pope unfolded a white sheet of paper in her hand. On it was a portrait of Shen Wuheng.

"If I’m not mistaken, you should be the Sect Master of Divine Sky Sect, Shen Wuheng."

"Boom!"

Shen Wuheng’s mind exploded like thunder, stepping back two steps, stunned immediately by the pope’s words.

Could it be that the Bright Pope came in person just to find him? Shen Wuheng thought to himself he lacked the courage to offend the Bright Sect. Why had he been targeted?

At this moment, Shen Wuheng’s mind was in chaos, hating himself for being so talkative.

Why was he the first to step forward and question? Now look. The target has been locked on him, fear and anxiety, what if his end was like Qingchi Saintess, or even worse!

"You should be well aware of the Divine Sky Sect going to Greece Wilderness to destroy my Death Tomb, right?" the pope gradually turned, her piercing eyes fixed on Shen Wuheng.

Although separated by a few meters, being stared at by her eyes left Shen Wuheng feeling no sense of security at all. As if he was a three-year-old child facing a lion, fear, terror, panic, unease... a mix of complex emotions surged instantly into his mind and heart.

Afraid that on a whim she would step forward and just kill him!

"I don’t understand what you’re talking about, what Death Tomb? I know nothing," under the indifferent gazes of numerous Eastern Kings, Shen Wuheng panicked.

The Bright Pope’s message couldn’t be clearer. He seemed to be here to cause trouble for the Divine Sky Sect. And at this timing, causing trouble for the Divine Sky Sect. This undoubtedly pushed the Divine Sky Sect onto the cusp of the storm. More so causing all the Eastern Kings to resent Shen Wuheng and Divine Sky Sect deeply.

Of all entities to provoke, it was the Western Guardian God. This was courting death!

Poor Shen Wuheng, feeling lost under everyone’s cold stares. Clearly, he had nothing to do with the Death Tomb. Yet, people’s eyes seemed not to believe him!

What sort of situation is this? Could it be the Bright Pope came in person really to cause trouble for him?