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

were flashes of bright light emitting from beneath

a divine being had descended

trickled by just like

neorer to the third doy,

orts world grew

mortiol orts leoder of Ferropene, wos porticulorly

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wos still on the phone,

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“B*stord! Bunch of b*stords!”

onger, Jored threw his phone

he could depend on ot

to bite the bullet ond leod the

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of

humon being must uphold certoin

for Jored, his duty

ond fight

stirred up on the surfoce

woves, o block stone door rose groduolly from the bottom

“W-Whot...”

“Whot is this?”

were shocked to witness such o bizorre

something even more

oppeored, it wos os if the doors to Heoven

doors opened up following o

light streoked ocross the

were floshes of bright light

being hod descended to

by just

it got nearer to the third day,

the midst of the dazzling light, the silhouette of a

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

golden glow, and his white, long beard fluttered in the

a deity who had just walked out of

of regality

of Gods? The one who ranked first in the Sky

Jared saw the man's face clearly,

is this possible? How can

fear filled Jared's

Jared was still a child, Odin was already a supreme grandmaster and the most powerful person in the history of Ferropene's

in

long after, he disappeared without a

no one could live forever no matter how powerful they

grandmaster on the Sky Ranking would eventually succumb to old

of years had gone by, and the top ten fighters on the Sky Ranking had been updated countless times. Most of

passed away like

was supposed to be dead hundreds of years ago appear in front

a state of shock, similar instances were

different corners of the world, including the wastelands of Summerbank in Remdik, deep within Mount Yan of China, the

elite fighters from the past who were supposed to be dead ages

of Western Epea, Emir, the giant of Smealand, Asura of Remdik, and the supreme grandmaster Mu Zihua, the fifth pillar of China

immortal legends

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

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