Ye Fan laughed coldly.
However, King Buddha Lo and the others still did not believe it.
There were still illusions about their ancestor.
“Since that’s the case, I will let you all die completely!”
Ye Fan’s eyes were full of cold intent.
And then he drew his sword and cut angrily.
The longitudinal blade mane stretched across a thousand meters and directly slashed fiercely towards the Froh divine Mountain in front of him.
Rumble…
A great earthquake shook the mountain and broke the river.
Ye Fan slashed several times in a row, as if he had cut through vegetables, directly razing the Froh Divine Mountain, the holy land of martial arts in India, to the ground.
“You… You…”
“b*****d!”
“How dare you destroy my Indian Country’s ancestral land?”
King Floo’s eyes were red.
Looking at the mountains that had stretched across the Indian Kingdom for thousands of years in front of them, which even contained countless legacies, and now they were all chopped up by Ye Fan.
A thousand-meter mountain, a majestic peak, was now nothing more than a pile of ruins.
King Buddha’s heart was dripping with blood.
However, as they watched the divine mountain being destroyed, their ancestor still did not appear.
Only at this moment did King Buddha Luo realise that Ye Fan was right.
Their ancestor of the Indian Kingdom, he feared, would really never appear again.
The last hope was shattered!
King Buddha, as well as Hai Bu and the others, were undoubtedly desperate.
It was like a man in the water who had grabbed the last straw.
But now, this straw, too, had been broken.
One could imagine the despair in the hearts of these people of King Buddha Lo.
For a moment, King Buddha Lo felt tired.
Tiredness and weakness had swept over him like a tidal wave.
In the end, these few Seal of the Indies were the ones who didn’t even have the strength to stand, stumbled a little and collapsed onto the ruins on the ground.
“Hahahaha…”
“Hahahahahaha…”
“It’s the heavens that will kill my Indian country!”
“It is the heavens that want to kill my Indian country’s martial art…”
“I just hate that I, King Buddha Luo, am incompetent, a thousand years of martial dao, and now all of it has been destroyed by my hands.”
King Buddha Lo suddenly burst into laughter.
That feeble and desperate voice was as poignant as it was.
At this moment, it was as if King Buddha-Luo had aged by dozens of years in an instant.
Probably, before this, King Buddha Luo and the others had never dreamed that their magnificent Indian country’s martial dao would be destroyed by the hands of one person.
Humiliation, resignation, despair, remorse…
All sorts of emotions filled King Buddha’s heart.
Unconsciously, King Buddha’s old eyes were filled with old tears.
“Chu Tianfan, you have won…”
“We are all convinced of our defeat.”
“We are willing to die…”
“But there is only one condition, only that after we die, you will spare the rest of the martial artists of my Indian country’s martial dao, the people.”
“A thousand wrongs, this is all the fault of a few of us.”
“It has nothing to do with others, nothing.”
King Buddha looked towards Ye Fan and issued a plea for death to Ye Fan.
Haibu and Bape also begged to Ye Fan.
“I… We, the others, are willing to suffer death…”
“I only beg Your Excellency to spare the sons and daughters of my country of India…”
These three looked haggard and miserable.
All of them made their final pleas to Ye Fan.
In the end, the three even struggled to drag their tattered bodies to the ground and kneel down.
Begging Ye Fan to show mercy!
Such a scene was a big surprise to Ye Fan.
He did not expect that the three seals of the Frodo Palace of the Indian Kingdom, who had no sense of decency and did not blink when pitting people, would still have this awareness when they were dying.
Originally, he had thought that King Froo and the others would be like those patriarchs before them, kneeling down and begging for forgiveness, putting all the blame on Burning Heaven alone.
Now, it seemed that these people, who were the leaders of the martial arts in the Indian country, still had some sense of righteousness.
As the saying goes, when a horse is about to die, its cry is also sad. When a man is about to die, his words are good.
Ye Fan did not doubt the sincerity of these three men’s words.
Therefore, after seeing these three people who were bent on death, Ye Fan’s thoughts changed.
“I can agree to your conditions.”
“But only if you all agree to one condition of mine as well.” Ye Fan smiled and looked at them with a few teasing moments in his eyebrows.
“What condition?”
The three Buddha King’s looked at Ye Fan, only feeling puzzled.
The three of them really did not know what value they still had to Ye Fan.
All their bargaining chips had been smashed to pieces by Ye Fan!
They were now fish meat on the chopping board, at his mercy.
Ye Fan could take their lives at his fingertips.
Under such circumstances, Ye Fan had even asked them to agree to terms.
This had to make the three of them, King Buddha, as puzzled as they could be.
“My request is simple.”
“The three of you, worship me as your master and become my slaves.”
“Within fifty years, your three great seals will be subservient to me!”
“You will kill whoever I tell you to kill.”
“You will kill whomever you wish!”
“This condition, do you all agree?”
Ye Fan looked at them condescendingly and stated his true intentions.
Yes, Ye Fan was not prepared to kill them.
Killing people was only a headache!
Sometimes, a living crime was far more unbearable than a deadly crime.
Sure enough, after hearing this condition from Ye Fan, the three people who had already looked at life and death lightly, suddenly became angry.
“Impossible!”
“Never?”
“The three of us, we would rather die than ever become slaves!”
King Buddha roared.
Haibu and Bappe had nothing more to say other than to nod their heads.
Because with one sentence, King Buddha Lo directly represented Hai Bu and Ba Pei.
But in reality, Ye Fan’s conditions were, indeed, harsh.
Sealed Patriarchs were all leader-level powerhouses, and they all had a backbone and wanted to save face.
As the saying goes, they would rather die than obey!
What’s more, Ye Fan asked the three of them to become his slaves and die for him.
If this were to get out, it would also be a great desecration to the national dignity of the entire Indian nation.
Even if they were not afraid of death, they were afraid of Ye Fan’s condition.
Ye Fan was not in a hurry either, he only smiled lightly, “Since that is the case, then I will kill you first, then destroy the Indian martial dao, and slaughter all your Indian nation’s people in the process.”
“Let them go with the three of you, so that you will not be alone on the road to Yellow Springs.”
“By the way, there is one more thing that I don’t think you guys know about.”
“It is that the hundreds of powerful people from all the kingdoms who were lamed by the few of you at the previous Burning Heaven wedding have all been decimated by me.”
“You… You…” Hearing Ye Fan’s words, the three Buddha-Luo Kings’ faces went white.
“You’re a madman!”
“You devil, you’re a complete devil…”
The three Buddha Kings were undoubtedly frightened out of their minds.
Those were mid-ranking pillars from all over the world, and there were dozens of sect masters alone.
But now, they had all been killed by Ye Fan?
They did not doubt the truthfulness of Ye Fan’s words!
After all, if they thought about Ye Fan’s previous battles and history, they would know what kind of a ruthless man he was!
Years ago, he had slaughtered the strongest people from all countries in the rainforest.
Now that the world’s martial dao regarded him as a devil, he naturally had even more reason to exterminate these martial artists.
If he dared to kill the martial artists of all the countries, then he would be able to destroy the people of one of their countries.
In the end, after a huge competition of ideas, the three Buddha Lo Kings were forced to agree to Ye Fan’s conditions!
“Yes!”
“We promise you.”
“However, we have to make a deal with you.”
“Otherwise, even if we do wrong to my billions of Indian nation’s people, we, we would rather die!”
King Buddha Luo gritted his teeth and said.
Finally, King Buddha Lo then made his three demands.
First: it was fine to serve as a slave, but the matter must not be made public, and no fifth person other than the four of them must know about it.
Second: Serving death is fine, but what is done must not maim my fellow Indians.
Third: fifty years is too long, five at most!
For the first two, Ye Fan agreed without even thinking about it.
But the third, Ye Fan did not agree to.
“Five years is too short, ten years.”
“No, just five years!”
“Twenty years.” Ye Fan said again.
King Buddha was all anxious: “The agreed ten years?”
“Thirty years.” Ye Fan continued.
“Fine, fine, fine, I’m sort of planted in your hands, thirty years then thirty years!” At the end of their rope, the three Buddhist kings had no choice but to sign this secret humiliating agreement with Ye Fan.
At this point, the three great martial leaders of the country of India became Ye Fan’s men and served him for thirty years.