The black middle-aged man who had come with Ye Wen was initially eager to fight, but now he was frozen in place, his dark face filled with terror.
To casually defeat Ye Wen, a peak Saint, with a single palm strike—what kind of formidable power was this? Even their gang leader couldn't achieve such a feat.
"Could this young man be a Divine Realm expert?" the black man trembled, his legs shaking. Although he was also a Saint, facing a legendary existence like the Divine Realm, he didn't even have the courage to make a move.
"Begone. If you dare to cause trouble before me again, you can imagine the consequences." Zhang Fan stared at the silver-haired woman with a indifferent gaze.
Upon meeting Zhang Fan's eyes, the silver-haired woman's body trembled. She was filled with regret.
Although she was arrogant by nature, she understood the gravity of the situation. She dared not say more, helped Ye Wen up from the pit, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Qingqing, your cousin is too amazing," Zhao Qingqing's senior classmate exclaimed in admiration, finally understanding why even the powerful Huaxia gang, the Green Gang, would try to curry favor with Zhao Qingqing's cousin.
Although Zhang Fan had previously displayed his strength, he seemed to be only on par with Si Youyou and the others. However, the power he exhibited now sent a chill through everyone.
"Let's go." After casually dealing with those from the Big Circle Gang, Zhang Fan waved his hand at everyone and walked away from the Cape of Good Hope.
"So, the Black Tiger Gang was founded by Master Zhang? No wonder a gang we'd never heard of before possesses such immense power."
"I once heard that Master Zhang is called so because he has cultivated the path of alchemy in Huaxia to its utmost perfection, capable of refining Saint Pills at will. For Huaxia cultivators of true qi, Saint Pills are divine items that aid in cultivation, each one infinitely precious."
"No wonder the participants from Huaxia's major gangs are so powerful, with Saints guarding each faction. It seems they were able to achieve this with Master Zhang's help..."
After Zhang Fan's departure, the other factions engaged in excited discussions.
"It seems Master Zhang is merely here to observe the World Gang Competition. His true objective is likely to confront the Holy See."
The enmity between Zhang Fan and the Holy See was no secret. The Holy See had once offered a bounty of one billion US dollars to kill Zhang Fan and retrieve the Holy See's Origin Crystal.
And Zhang Fan had killed a Saint of the Holy See, making their conflict irreconcilable. It was not surprising that Zhang Fan would seek them out.
Mere minutes after Zhang Fan and his group left, Ailebela informed Zhang Fan that his arrival in Italy had spread throughout the dark web.
Numerous figures in the underworld knew that this Huaxia Divine Realm expert had arrived in Europe.
Zhang Fan was not surprised by this news, as he knew his identity would inevitably be exposed the moment he made his move.
Given the speed of communication in modern society and the power of the Holy See, they would likely know of his arrival in Italy immediately.
With his whereabouts exposed, a surprise attack on the Holy See was probably out of the question.
However, Zhang Fan was not too concerned about this outcome. In battles at the Divine Realm and above, strategy was important, but ultimately, strength determined the victor.
"You all go back with Ailebela first. I'm heading out now to visit the Holy See," Zhang Fan decided instantly, arranging for them.
"Master, the Holy See's strength should not be underestimated. Besides the four visible Saints and eight Cardinals, the Holy See has many hidden forces."
"My Blood Clan has been in conflict with the Holy See for hundreds of years, yet we haven't been able to ascertain their full strength," Ailebela warned, understanding Zhang Fan's intentions.
Although Zhang Fan was powerful, she was still somewhat worried, having had considerable contact with the Holy See.
"Besides the Pope, are there any other powerhouses in the Holy See that pose a threat to me?" Zhang Fan asked.
With his current strength, he could be considered invincible below the Golden Core Earth Immortal realm. Unless one had truly reached the Golden Core stage, few could warrant his serious attention.
"I'm not entirely sure about that. However, according to the information our Blood Clan has gathered, the current Pope is not over a hundred years old."
"And before he assumed the position of Pope, the previous Pope's strength had also reached the peak of the Divine Realm. After abdicating, there has been no news of him. No one knows where he went," Ailebela mused thoughtfully.
Zhang Fan nodded. Beings who reached the Divine Realm had lifespans far exceeding ordinary humans, making it easy for them to live for two to three hundred years.
Furthermore, with such strength, it was difficult to kill them unless they encountered a true Golden Core expert. It was highly probable that the former Pope had entered seclusion to cultivate after abdicating. After all these years, he might have already broken through to the Golden Core stage.
"I will be careful."
Zhang Fan nodded. Ailebela's words had alerted him. The Holy See, after all, was a power that had been passed down since the Renaissance. Its strength and deep foundations were far more complex than what met the eye.
After Ailebela's reminder, Zhang Fan's mindset had indeed shifted slightly.
Before, he had thought that even if the Pope of the Holy See had entered the Golden Core stage, his foundation might not be stable, and he might be able to suppress him with his own means.
But what if there were other Golden Core experts within the Holy See?
Given the Holy See's centuries of inheritance, it wouldn't be strange if such individuals existed.
...
After parting ways with the others, Zhang Fan traveled alone. With his current speed, he crossed hundreds of kilometers of sea in just over half an hour, arriving on the Italian mainland.
Using his divine sense to scan the area, Zhang Fan easily located the Holy See's whereabouts.
Passing through a bustling square, Zhang Fan effortlessly infiltrated the Holy See's interior.
"I'm sorry, Great Archbishop Oldington is currently undergoing purification by the Holy Light and is not receiving visitors." An elder in white robes blocked Zhang Fan's path.
"Undergoing purification by the Holy Light?" Zhang Fan nodded and said, "It seems Oldington is also about to break through to the Saint realm. The Holy See will have another Saint."
"Who are you!" Upon hearing Zhang Fan's words, the white-robed elder's expression changed drastically, and he stared at Zhang Fan intently, as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Who am I?"
Zhang Fan smiled calmly and said, "You, a mere Transcendent, are not qualified to ask me. Call your Pope out to see me!"
As he spoke, Zhang Fan lightly waved his hand, sending out a stream of true qi that directly sent the white-robed Transcendent flying.
Although it was a gentle flick, the white-robed Transcendent felt as if all his bones were about to shatter. He couldn't even get up, his heart filled with immense fear. Who was this person, and how could he possess such formidable strength?
"A Huaxia person?" Suddenly, the white-robed Transcendent thought of someone, a Huaxia person famous within their Holy See—Master Zhang.