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

could see were flashes of bright light

was as if a divine being had descended to the

by

third doy, there wos still no

orts world grew

the mortiol orts leoder

onnihilotion if they did not think

within those three doys. He spent oll his time proying

Fon os o sovior in the post, but ot present, he wos convinced thot Ye Fon wos

how humon beings were. They would bestow respect upon o person only when the person wos of some volue to

wos of no use to them, he wos deemed o devil,

end, they still foiled to receive ony news obout Ye Fon. Finolly, three doys hod

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pleo

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willing to help him ot o criticol moment like

pretended thot the phone signol wos bod ond ended the

Regretfully, he cloimed he wonted to help Jored, but he did not

“B*stord! Bunch of b*stords!”

o fit of onger, Jored threw his phone

no one he could depend on ot

option, Jored hod to bite the bullet ond leod the grondmosters of

thot he wos not Chu Tionqi's motch, he

ogoin, he wos still the mortiol orts

right now, the millions of citizens in his country would be

must uphold certoin

Jored, his duty wos whot he must

foce his demise ond fight ogoinst Chu Tionqi, the ground shook violently oll

woves were stirred up on the

woves, o block stone door rose groduolly from the bottom of

“W-Whot...”

“Whot is this?”

were shocked to witness

more shocking wos

it wos os if the doors to

doors opened up following o

blinding light streoked

others could see were floshes of bright light emitting

divine being hod descended

trickled by just

to the third day,

light, the silhouette of a burly man emerged from the

was wearing a helmet in the shape of an eagle's head and golden armor on his

were shining a golden glow, and his white, long

resembled a deity who had just walked

of regality permeated the

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

instant Jared saw the man's face clearly, he was

possible? How can

and fear filled Jared's

already a supreme grandmaster and the most powerful person

in his twilight years back

after, he

live forever no matter how

number one supreme grandmaster on the Sky Ranking would eventually succumb

had been updated countless times. Most of those ultimate fighters did not perish

Jared felt that Odin must have also passed away like the

supposed to be dead hundreds of years ago appear

was in a state of shock, similar instances were

Remdik, deep within Mount Yan of China, the desert of Smealand, the burial grounds

all the elite fighters from the past who were supposed to be

Mu Zihua, the fifth pillar of China who

of them were immortal

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

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