Chapter 1398


    This was the summit of Mount Olympus, a ce more than ten thousand meters above sea level. There was an empty and t


    land on the summit, which was surrounded by powerful martial artists from all over the world.


    Some came for Excalibur, while others came for the Elysian Ranking. Some, however, came here to watch the show.


    On a rock at least twenty meters in height, an elderly man was seated. Wearing a white robe and holding a staff in his hand, he


    had the appearance of a wizard.


    At that moment, everyone fixed their gaze on this elderly man.


    Though the elderly man’s hair was white, he looked spirited and youthful.


    “Are you Archbishop Pris?”


    “Can''t you see the words on my robe?”


    “That’s the guy ranked third on the Elysian Ranking. Rumors say that he’s been in a closed-door meditation in the Pris Sect


    and hasn''t wandered outside for a century. Though he looks older than he did a hundred years ago, he still seems to be much


    more youthful now. Looks like his strength had grown over the past century.”


    Many conversed in whispers.


    James could see the elderly man, who slowly stood up. Then, in the blink of an eye, he appeared in the middle of the area,


    standing only a few meters away from James. His staff was white and two meters in length, vaguely emitting a gentle glow.


    His staff made contact with the ground.


    Boom!


    At that moment, the ground shook, and the earth trembled.


    The martial artists were all stunned. Some weaker ones even staggered and copsed to the ground.


    “As expected of Archbishop Pris! He truly is unrivaled in the world.”


    “That young man from Sol must have a death wish to challenge Archbishop Pris.”


    Many looked at James with mischievous grins on their faces. To them, James was already dead.


    Wearing a slight grin, the elderly man looked at James and said, “I admire your courage, young man. You must be an ancient


    martial artist from Sol. Who''s your Grand Sect Leader? Perhaps I’m acquainted with him.”


    “Are you the Archbishop of the Pris Sect?”


    James stared at the elderly man.


    Judging from the elderly man’s strength, he should be equivalent to a seventh-rank grandmaster. However, the man was


    unafraid.


    “That’s right, The one and only.” He looked at James.


    James stared at the Archbishop.


    He knew that the Elysian Ranking was called the Elysian Congress long ago, which was established to fight against the ancient


    martial artists of Sol. That was because the vast majority of martial artists in the past congregated in Sol.


    After their defeat, they formed the Elysian Congress and nned aeback. However, for some unknown reason, the Elysian


    Congress turned into the Elysian Ranking and became a ranking for all martial artists around the world.


    “Young man, you being here is a sign of strength. Who’s your master? If he’s an old acquaintance of mine, | don’t mind going


    easy on you. Who''s Tapio Cabral of the Mount Thunder Sect to you?”


    “Tapio Cabral?”


    James froze.


    Who was this person?


    He had never heard of him.


    Of all the martial artists of the Mount Thunder Sect, he had never heard of Tapio Cabral.


    “Looks like you''re not from the Mount Thunder Sect.”


    James’ stunned expression made Archbishop Pris aware that he was not from the Mount Thunder Sect.


    Archbishop Pris could never forget


    the name of Tapio Cab al A bundred


    Spare wa@obfeaied by Tapio,


    thé then Great Grandmaster of Sol.


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    “What the heck are you talking about?” Looking at Archbishop Pris, James said, “Before | challenge you, | have a question for


    you.”


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    The muscles on James’ face twitched.


    This old man was getting on his nerves.


    “Did you take away a mother-daughter duo from St. Anne’s Castle a while ago?”


    James asked.


    Archbishop Pris momentarily


    froze before saying, “What n


    is this? What do you dan bya


    rhother aughter duo? | don’t


    understand what you''re talking


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