Douluo's opening sign to Chaos Clock

"Actually, I'm the Pope's man."

Yuntiange glanced at Salas somewhat condescendingly, with a slightly lofty smile on his face.

To be honest, Salas, the platinum bishop, is arrogant and willful. If he really directly refuses his solicitation, this old guy will definitely do something evil to him.

Yuntiange and the current Taiyi Sect cannot afford such a price to break up with this old guy.

As for why not seek Ning Fengzhi's protection?

Because doing so will undoubtedly make Taiyi Sect completely fall to Qibao Glazed Sect and become a vassal attached to the other party's existence.

Therefore, Yuntiange chose to talk nonsense seriously.

"Salas, I don't want to identify myself, but you are just too aggressive."

Yuntiange laughed coldly again, and a cold light flashed in his eyes as he glanced at Salas.

"If, because of your stupid behavior, my identity is exposed."

"Salas, how many lives do you have to shoulder this responsibility?"

Yuntiange's tone was solemn, and cold murderous intent burst out of him without concealment.

However, after all, Salas was the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Temple of Tiandou City who had been in a high position for a long time. How could he be so easily frightened by Yuntiange's few words?

"is it?"

A flash of light flashed in Salas's eyes, and he said with some fun: "You'd better come up with something if you just say it. Otherwise, your behavior can be regarded as provoking the authority of Wuhun Palace." As the Platinum Bishop, I have the authority and responsibility to kill you on the spot."

As the platinum bishop of the Wuhun Temple in Tiandou City and the highest spokesperson of the Wuhun Temple in the entire Tiandou Empire, Salas knew far more than the average person.

Almost all the major forces in the soul master world in the Wuhun Palace have carefully arranged undercover agents, and the identities of these people are usually very secretive.

Some of them, even Salas, didn't know they existed.

However, the existence of such people did not make Salas believe Yuntiange's words so easily.

"Of course, if you can prove your identity, I can also apologize to you for my previous behavior."

Salas's senile face seemed as if he had no waves in his life, and he said in a calm tone.

Coldness and majesty are faintly reflected from the sharp eyes.

Yuntiange smiled, knowing that Salas would not believe his identity just because of his few words.

But he doesn't care much about it. Since he wants to pretend, he should follow through.

"Salas, my identity is expensive, and I am performing the most secret mission of Wuhun Palace. How can I carry anything with me that may reveal my identity?"

Yuntiange grinned slightly and said in a calm tone.

Salas's cloudy eyes burst out with frightening brilliance at this moment. His sharp and oppressive gaze wandered back and forth on Yuntiange's face, as if he wanted to see from the reaction on his face. Something is coming.

Yuntiange was unfazed, sneered and met Salas' sharp eyes head on, looking at each other calmly.

The gazes of the two people seemed to intertwine countless sparks and lightning in the air.

"What confidential mission?"

Salas saw that he couldn't get the answer from the expression on Yuntian Ge's face, so he asked in a cold voice.

He is also a little bit shy now, and the other party can reveal such an unacceptable identity under such circumstances.

This shows that Yuntiange is a madman, or that things are really as he said.

In fact, in Salas's mind, he had already subconsciously believed some of Yuntiange's nonsense.

Yuntiange's performance in the Soul Master Competition these days is really amazing.

Salas felt that there could be something wrong with such an outstanding young talent.

And this played exactly into Yuntiange's hands.

"You are not qualified to know what the mission is like."

Yuntiange said coldly, with a strong look of disdain in his eyes.

Since you are going to do a show, you have to do enough.

"In that case, would you please prove your identity first?"

Salas's face was covered with frost and he said in a hateful voice.

With his noble status, he was so despised by a young boy. How could he, who had always been so self-centered, be able to swallow such a sigh of relief?

If the young man in front of him cannot prove that his identity is true.

Then, Salas would choose to kill Yuntiange on the spot without hesitation.

It is true that Yuntiange is a genius, but until a genius fully grows up, he is nothing.

In Douluo Continent, there are countless geniuses who died young.

Yuntiange shook his head, smiled leisurely, and said, "I can't prove this."

"Then you will die."

Salas's eyes were full of murderous intent, and a surging strong power burst out from his body in an instant, sweeping the entire room in an instant.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, eight dazzling soul rings slowly spiraled up from his feet.

These eight soul rings silently demonstrated the power of the platinum bishop of the Tiandou City Spirit Temple.

"But you can go get evidence."

Feeling the huge sense of oppression coming from the opponent's body, Yuntiange's breathing couldn't help but become a little faster. He used his soul power to barely make himself feel better in this Wia.

"You want me to collect evidence?"

Salas said with a hint of mockery in his eyes, and said sadly.

"Yes."

Yuntiange waved his hand, looking at Salas calmly with stars in his deep eyes.

"Haven't I already said that my identity is expensive?"

"So, only the Pope knows my existence."

A layer of black mist suddenly appeared on Salas's old face, and he shouted sternly: "Do you want me to go get evidence from His Majesty the Pope?"

"Yes."

Yuntiange nodded and raised his right hand slightly.

At this moment, he had already made the worst plan. If Saras was not fooled by him, then he would instantly use the 10-year-old dark gold Terrorclaw Bear right arm bone on his right arm to catch the opponent off guard.

Then, he took Yuan Suiyun and Emily and ran away.

"With your status, if you want to contact the Pope, you won't waste much effort."

"You can ask her directly if I, Yuntiange, belong to her."

Yuntiange still had a confident smile on his face, but he was extremely vigilant in his heart.

If Salas didn't believe what he said, he would have no choice but to fall out.

"Oh? Do you think I will believe you?"

Salas said mockingly.

"You have to believe it, or you dare not believe it."

A glint flashed in Yuntiange's eyes.

If the other party really didn't believe what he said, he would have already taken action, so why waste so much talk?

This shows that Yuntiange's deception was successful.