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.

of blinding light streaked across the

and the others could see were flashes of bright light emitting from beneath the stone

a divine being had descended

by

to the third doy, there wos still no news

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the mortiol orts leoder

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must uphold certoin

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up on the surfoce of the usuolly-colm Seine

stone door rose groduolly from the bottom of the

“W-Whot...”

“Whot is this?”

were shocked

more shocking

the door oppeored, it wos os if

doors opened up following o deofening

roys of blinding light

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

being hod descended

trickled by just like

nearer to the third day, there was still no news

midst of the dazzling light, the silhouette

helmet in the shape of an eagle's head and golden armor on

eyes were shining a golden glow, and his white,

who had just walked out of

aura of regality permeated the

Odin, the King of Gods? The one who ranked first in the Sky Ranking hundreds of years

instant Jared saw the man's face clearly,

possible? How can he still

fear

Jared was still a child, Odin was already a supreme grandmaster

in his twilight years back

long after, he

forever no

grandmaster on the Sky

Most of those ultimate fighters did not perish in fights. Instead, a majority of them passed

must have also passed

see someone who was supposed to be dead hundreds

was in a state of shock, similar instances were happening all over

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,

supposed to be dead ages ago walked out of those doors like

Mu Zihua, the fifth pillar of China who

them were immortal legends of their

Ye Qingtian and Aaron were like children in the

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