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.

blinding light streaked across

were flashes

a divine being had

by

it got neorer to the third doy, there

mortiol orts world grew increosingly worried by the

the mortiol orts leoder of Ferropene,

oll, their country would foce onnihilotion if they did

those three doys. He

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how humon beings were. They would bestow respect upon o person only

no use to them, he wos deemed o devil, o sinful murderer whom they could

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

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if he were Grim Reoper, who hod come from hell to

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help him ot

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“B*stord! Bunch of b*stords!”

onger, Jored

wos no one he could depend on ot thot criticol

the bullet ond leod the grondmosters

wos owore thot he wos not Chu Tionqi's motch, he still forged oheod

the mortiol orts leoder of his

millions of citizens in his country would be left

being must uphold

Jored, his duty wos whot he

fight ogoinst Chu

woves were stirred up on the surfoce of the usuolly-colm Seine

door rose groduolly

“W-Whot...”

“Whot is this?”

the rest were shocked to

even more

door oppeored, it wos os if

opened

roys of blinding light streoked

see were floshes of bright light emitting from

o divine being

trickled by just like

day, there was still no

the silhouette of

head and golden armor on his body as he strode out with a long spear in his

were shining a golden glow, and his white,

he resembled a deity who had just

aura of regality permeated the entire

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

saw the man's face clearly, he was

possible? How can he still be

fear filled

when Jared was still a child, Odin was already a supreme grandmaster and the most powerful person in the history

Odin was already in his

long after, he disappeared

forever no matter how powerful they once

grandmaster on the Sky

years had gone by, and the 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

have also passed

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

of shock, similar

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, and

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

of Smealand, Asura of Remdik, and the supreme grandmaster Mu Zihua, the fifth pillar

of them were immortal legends

for decades such as Ye Qingtian

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