Time trickled by just like that.

As it got nearer to the third day, there was still no news of Ye Fan.

Undoubtedly, the entire martial arts world grew increasingly worried by the minute.

Jared, the martial arts leader of Ferropene, was particularly anxious.

After all, their country would face annihilation if they did not think of a solution soon.

Jared had trouble sleeping within those three days. He spent all his time praying for Ye Fan's return.

Jared had never viewed Ye Fan as a savior in the past, but at present, he was convinced that Ye Fan was their only hero.

That was how human beings were. They would bestow respect upon a person only when the person was of some value to them.

When Ye Fan was of no use to them, he was deemed a devil, a sinful murderer whom they could not wait to get rid of.

Alas, in the end, they still failed to receive any news about Ye Fan. Finally, three days had passed.

A figure appeared at the riverbank of the Seine River in Baykeep.

He had on a blood-red robe and looked as if he were Grim Reaper, who had come from hell to claim lives with his deadly scythe.

“Great Emperor Aaron, please save us...”

“You can't let us die like this...”

His plea was met with silence.

“Prince Carlo, I hope you can lend Baykeep a hand now that we are in peril. After all, we have been friends for years.”

Once again, his plea fell on deaf ears.

Even at the very last moment, Jared was still on the phone, begging Aaron and the others for assistance.

Unfortunately, no one was willing to help him at a critical moment like that.

Aaron pretended that the phone signal was bad and ended the call.

Carlo was a tad better. Regretfully, he claimed he wanted to help Jared, but he did not have the ability to do so.

“B*stard! Bunch of b*stards!”

In a fit of anger, Jared threw his phone aside.

Unfortunately, there was no one he could depend on at that critical juncture.

Without any other option, Jared had to bite the bullet and lead the grandmasters of his country toward the Seine River to face their enemy.

Although Jared was aware that he was not Chu Tianqi's match, he still forged ahead knowing that he would lose.

Then again, he was still the martial arts leader of his country after all.

If he retreated right now, the millions of citizens in his country would be left defenseless.

Every human being must uphold certain principles in life.

As for Jared, his duty was what he must uphold.

Just as Jared was prepared to face his demise and fight against Chu Tianqi, the ground shook violently all of a sudden.

Giant waves were stirred up on the surface of the usually-calm Seine River.

Amidst the gigantic waves, a black stone door rose gradually from the bottom of the river.

“W-What...”

“What is this?”

Jared and the rest were shocked to witness such a bizarre occurrence.

Unbeknownst to them, something even more shocking was about to take place.

After the door appeared, it was as if the doors to Heaven opened.

Both the stone doors opened up following a deafening rumble.

rays of blinding light

flashes of bright

being

by just

the third doy,

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he could depend on

to bite the bullet ond leod the grondmosters of his country toword the Seine

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of citizens in his country would be left

being must uphold certoin principles in

Jored, his duty

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the surfoce of the usuolly-colm Seine

stone door rose groduolly from the bottom of

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to them, something even more shocking wos obout to toke

door oppeored, it wos os if the doors

stone doors opened up following o

roys of blinding light streoked ocross

ond the others could see were floshes of bright light emitting from beneoth the

divine being

trickled by just

day, there

silhouette of a burly man

golden armor on his body as he strode out

and his white, long beard fluttered in

he resembled a deity who had just walked out

aura of regality permeated the entire

the King of Gods? The one who ranked first

saw the man's face

this possible? How can he still be

and fear

when Jared was still a child, Odin was already a supreme grandmaster and the most

already in

after, he

live forever no matter how powerful they

the Sky Ranking

and the top ten fighters on the Sky Ranking had been updated countless times. Most of those ultimate fighters

felt that Odin must have also passed away like the rest of the

supposed to be dead hundreds of years

a state of shock, similar instances were

doors were popping up simultaneously in different corners of the world, including the wastelands of Summerbank in Remdik, deep within Mount Yan of China, the desert of Smealand, the burial grounds of Adrune,

were supposed to be dead ages ago walked out of

of Western Epea, Emir, the giant of Smealand, Asura of Remdik, and the supreme grandmaster Mu

were immortal legends of their

martial arts world for decades such as Ye Qingtian and Aaron were like children in the presence of those

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