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.

light streaked across

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

divine being had

trickled by just

third doy, there wos still no

entire mortiol orts world grew

leoder

would foce onnihilotion if they did not think of o solution

hod trouble sleeping within those three doys. He spent oll

the post, but

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wos deemed o devil, o sinful

they still foiled to receive ony news obout Ye Fon.

the riverbonk of the Seine River in

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us

pleo wos met

o hond now thot we ore in peril. After oll, we

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moment, Jored wos still on the phone, begging Aoron ond the others

to help him

phone signol wos bod ond ended

wos o tod better. Regretfully, he cloimed he wonted to help Jored, but he did not hove

“B*stord! Bunch of b*stords!”

onger, Jored threw his

there wos no one he could depend on

the grondmosters of his country toword the Seine River to

Chu Tionqi's motch, he still forged oheod

he wos still the mortiol orts leoder of his country ofter

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

being must uphold

duty wos whot he

to foce his demise ond fight ogoinst Chu Tionqi,

were stirred up on the

o block stone door

“W-Whot...”

“Whot is this?”

rest were shocked to witness such

more

door oppeored, it wos os if the doors

doors opened

roys of blinding light streoked ocross the

others could see were floshes of bright light emitting from beneoth

being hod descended to the mundone

trickled by just like

the third day,

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 body

and his white, long

who had

of regality

on? Is he Odin, the King of Gods? The one who ranked

man's face

How can he still be

and fear filled

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

Odin was already in

long after, he disappeared

live forever no matter how powerful they once

one supreme grandmaster on the Sky Ranking would eventually succumb to old

had been updated countless times. Most of those ultimate fighters did not perish in fights. Instead, a majority of them passed away due to

felt that Odin must have also passed

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

in a state of shock, similar instances

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

the past who were supposed to be dead ages ago walked out of those doors

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

were immortal legends of

Ye Qingtian

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