Losing the terrifying strength of the world's most powerful man, although he still has a lofty prestige in the Sith Empire, his status is naturally impossible to be as transcendent as before. He is above many sword saints.

"Okay, please go back first, stay with the Saint King of Asceticism and Rongguang."

Seeing the reactions of these sword saints, Pro said calmly.

"yes."

Several sword saints looked at each other secretly and retreated one after another.

After learning that the royal court has such strong strength, they also need to digest the many impacts that this news may have.

These sword saints came and went quickly. Soon, the entire hall had returned to secluded.

"His Majesty the Pope..."

Pro waved his hand and stopped the glory of what he wanted to say.

"Wang Ting has already given me a letter of war. In a month, at the Two Realms Peaks, he will have a life-and-death duel with me to decide who is the real number one in the world."

"Rong Ting, how could he do this? Even though he knew that you were severely injured, you were still invited to fight with you. Isn't this taking advantage of others' danger..."

Pro glanced at Rongguang: "Take the danger of others? There is nothing to take advantage of others' danger. Besides, he also gave me an ultimatum. Propo must descend to the two world peaks with the heroic attitude of the world's number one person back then and engage in a truly equal war with him. Otherwise, he would intervene in the war between the Sith Empire and the ASEAN and batter the Sith Empire."

"It's too much to baptize the Sith Empire!"

After hearing this, Rongguang said that even though he had a good impression of Wang Ting before, he couldn't help but look angry at this moment.

"Even if he now has the strength equivalent to the Mahayana of the Small Perfect Sword Strategy, how can he have this ability when it comes to the blood-slaying of the Sith Empire?"

"We all understand, he has."

"Silver Blood Swordsman Legion."

The Ascetic Saint King added.

Proud nodded: "We have not dared to launch a full-scale war against ASEAN easily over the years. Isn't it just such a powerful army that is not human."

"He actually forced you, His Majesty, so he could not fight him now..."

"This royal court..."

Pope Sith Plo pondered, as if organizing descriptive language, but after a moment, he shook his head again: "The belief in the world's number one is definitely not a normal obsession, but has already gone to the left path. Perhaps, with this belief, he may, as always, become stronger and stronger, until he reaches the throne of the world's number one. Perhaps, because of this obsession, he escaped into the devil's way and eventually burned himself to ashes... But now, these are not what I need to consider. There is only one thing I need to consider now, that is, to deal with the decisive battle with the king at the two realms peaks in a month."

"His Majesty the Pope, your wound..."

"Actually, I have been thinking about this issue for a long time. My injury is a sequelae caused by forcibly condensing the sword intent. It is an incurable injury. If you want to recover, there is only one way, that is, to truly become a peerless powerful man in the sword spirit."

Speaking of this, the Sith Pope Pro had a faint transcendence and a faint relief: "In the past, I and the Sith Empire prospered and suffered losses, and I had too much burden on them. The number one person in the world is the key to the strength of the Sith Empire. The Sith Empire's resources, population, economy, area, and all aspects are not as good as the ASEAN and the Snowfield Empire. Only by relying on the deterrence of the world's most powerful force can we shock the two countries. Under the encouragement of this pressure, I can only choose to continue to move forward and continue to transcend..."

"The best in the world? Haha... To me, this is just a shackle. The royal court needs it, so give it to him."
Chapter completed!