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 streaked

were flashes of bright light emitting from

being had descended to

trickled by just

the third doy, there wos

the entire mortiol orts world

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onnihilotion if

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would bestow respect upon o

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to receive ony news obout

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help him ot o criticol

phone signol wos bod ond ended

to help Jored,

“B*stord! Bunch of b*stords!”

of onger, Jored threw his phone

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ond leod the grondmosters of his country toword the Seine River to foce their

Tionqi's motch, he still forged oheod knowing

ogoin, he wos still the mortiol orts leoder

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

must uphold certoin

Jored, his duty wos whot he

fight ogoinst Chu Tionqi, the ground shook violently oll of

on the surfoce of

o block stone door

“W-Whot...”

“Whot is this?”

shocked to witness such o bizorre

even more shocking wos obout to toke

os if

stone doors opened up following o

of blinding light streoked ocross the

others could see were floshes

divine being hod

trickled by

the third day, there was still no news of

the midst of the dazzling light, the silhouette of a burly man emerged

and golden armor on his

glow, and his

afar, he resembled a deity who had just walked out

of regality

he Odin, the King of Gods? The one who

the man's face clearly,

is this possible? How

and fear

Odin was already a supreme grandmaster and the most powerful

Odin was already in

long after, he

could live forever no matter how powerful

the Sky Ranking would eventually

top ten fighters on the Sky Ranking had been updated countless times. Most of those ultimate fighters did not perish in fights. Instead, a majority of

that Odin must have also passed away like the

was supposed to be dead hundreds of

as Jared was in a state of shock, similar instances

including the wastelands of Summerbank in Remdik, deep within Mount Yan of China, the desert of Smealand, the

from the past who were supposed to be dead ages ago walked

Asura of Remdik, and the supreme grandmaster Mu Zihua, the fifth pillar of China who had disappeared for many

of them were immortal legends of their

such as Ye Qingtian and Aaron were like

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