The wind and sand gradually ceased, and the tumbling sea of clouds fell silent.
With the appearance of Chu Yuan, the originally noisy Yan Mountain was as quiet as the sky after a heavy rain.
Everyone stopped moving.
The people of the Chu Sect knelt on the ground to greet their faith.
The martial artists of Yanxia, on the other hand, looked up, all with faces ashen.
In their hearts, there was actually a feeling of powerlessness as they looked up at the mountains.
Ignoring the kneeling of the Chu Sect’s strongmen, after Chu Yuan descended onto Yan Mountain, he simply stood tall, his deep old eyes looking at the surrounding heaven and earth.
“How many years have pa*sed, I remember the last time I came to Yan Mountain, when I was still a child.”
“These years, ah, are only like the pa*sing of a white horse.”
“In a trance, most of life has already pa*sed.”
As if he was revisiting his hometown, Chu Yuan stood there, touched by the scenery and could not stop lamenting.
“Back then in Yanxia, the martial dao flourished.”
“The sealed powerhouses frightened the people of the world.”
“I never thought that after all these years, the martial dao of Yanxia would become more and more declining.”
“Without Chu Tianfan, it is so, so unbearable.”
Chu Yuan shook his head and laughed.
Previously, when he had attacked Yanxia, he had thought of raising the entire clan’s strength to overwhelm the Martial God Hall.
After all, the Yanxia Martial Dao stretched for thousands of years and was the place where the global Martial Dao originated.
Such a place, Chu Yuan undoubtedly did not dare to underestimate.
However, when it came to the real action, Chu Yuan realised that he had completely overestimated the Yanxia Martial Dao.
He hadn’t even asked the two Elders of Xuan Hei to fight, relying only on those strong men under his own command, he had pushed the Yanxia Martial Dao flat to Yanshan.
However, Ye Qingtian’s appearance was a bit of a surprise to Chu Yuan.
“You are the Yanxia God of War, Ye Qingtian, right?”
“As I recall, your strength was not even ranked in the top ten above the Heavenly Ranking.”
“Yet, today, you have actually blocked my Chu Sect’s army with your strength alone and defeated my Chu Sect’s combined attack formation head-on.”
“Such an ability can be placed on the Heavenly Ranking, it can also be ranked in the top five.”
“It seems that over the years, your strength has refined quite a lot.”
Chu Yuan’s eyes finally fell on Ye Qingtian alone.
The situation now, Chu Yuan could already see it clearly.
The Yanxia Martial Way had basically been defeated by them.
The two of them, the Sword Saint and the Fist Emperor, were also seriously injured and had basically lost their fighting abilities.
Half of Yanxia’s so-called Ten Patriarchs were also dead.
The remaining ones were simply not enough.
Now, the only threat to Yanxia’s martial arts was this man called Ye Qingtian.
“It’s hard for Old Master Chu to know my name, Ye Qingtian.”
“I don’t know whether I should be honoured or terrified.”
Ye Qingtian turned around, no joy or sorrow on his rigid face, and just looked straight at Chu Yuan.
Chu Yuan smiled.
“It does not matter whether you are honoured or terrified, you just need to know that today is the death of you, your Martial God Hall, and more importantly, your Yanxia Martial Way.”
Chu Yuan’s words were flat, but in that light tone, there was a domineering aura of breaking people’s lives and deaths, of killing them on life and death.
“Hahahaha…”
“To say that the death of me, Ye Qingtian, and the Martial God Hall is approaching, I dare not refute.”
“But don’t you think it’s too big a mouthful for your Yanxia martial dao to be cut off in this way?”
“My Yanxia Martial Dao is 5,000 years old, and in all these years, there have been many heroes and heroines in this world who have suppressed an era, and my Yanxia Martial Dao has not known how many powerful enemies have invaded.”
“But after all these years, my Yanxia Martial Dao has been unbroken.”
“Even if you are strong, you may be the best in the world now, but if you are in the midst of history, what is your Chu Yuan compared to the ancients of the past?”
“Even they have not been able to cut off the martial dao of Yanxia, how can you be worthy?”
Ye Qingtian laughed coldly, his rolling torrent of sound sounding like thunder blasting. “Then let’s try.”
Chu Yuan raised his hand, and the mountains and the earth began to tremble, and the sea of clouds in all directions began to roll.
The power of the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to have gone mad and began to converge towards Chu Yuan’s men.
It was as if the entire heaven and earth had boiled over.
This was the power of the God Realm, right?
With a single move of his hand, he had the power to shake the heavens and the earth.
“War God, go!”
“Run!”
“You are no match for him.”
“It is not enough for us to die, you must live.”
“a*sist my Yanxia martial dao to regain its former glory!”
“As long as you are here, my Yanxia Martial Dao will never be severed!”
After feeling Chu Yuan’s earth-destroying power, the Sword Saint and the Fist Emperor knew that this time, there would be no hope for their Yanxia to turn the tide.
In desperation, the Sword Saint and the others instead shouted to Ye Qingtian to leave Yanshan and leave them to die.
“Please, God of War, leave!”
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“Please, God of War, withdraw from Yan Mountain!”
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At this time, those martial artists from Yanxia around them also had red eyes.
They too knew that the demise of Yanxia’s martial dao was already today.
However, before they died, they also wanted to save the last bit of fire for the Yanxia Martial Dao.
That was Ye Qingtian!
As long as Ye Qingtian did not die, there would be a day of revival for the Yanxia Martial Way.
In a flash, those Yanxia martial artists who were covered in blood and in a desperate situation knelt on the ground, their red eyes full of misery, asking Ye Qingtian to flee Yanshan.
Faced with the pleas of the entire Yan Xia martial practitioners, Ye Qingtian however shook his head.
“Sword Saints, after so many years, you should know the character of my Ye Qingtian.”
“My brothers, my compatriots, my countrymen are all behind me.”
“You ask me to give up on them, to ignore their lives and deaths while languishing in the world, I cannot do that.”
“I would rather, die with you.”
Ye Qingtian said indifferently, life and death seemed to be a very ordinary thing in his eyes.
“Old Ye, now is not the time to be impetuous.”
“You are not only Ye Qingtian, but also the God of War of Yanxia, the First Hall Master of the Martial God Hall, you should take the greater good into consideration!”
“Before the greater good of the revival of Yanxia’s martial dao, what is the life and death of us people?”
“Let’s go!”
The Sword Saint was all anxious, his old eyes in tears.
The Fist Emperor was also furious, telling Ye Qingtian to put the greater good first and flee out of Yan Mountain immediately.
“The greater good is paramount?”
Ye Qingtian suddenly laughed.
“Back then, it was because of the so-called greater good that you guys were talking about that you gave up on Ye Fan, right?”
“But what was the result?”
“The martial dao was wiped out and Yanxia was in danger.”
“Is this the big picture you guys are talking about?”
“Fist King, Sword Saint, remember, I, Ye Qingtian, am not like you!”
“I don’t know what the big picture is in your eyes, but in my case, the big picture in my eyes, is people! It’s all of you who are still alive right now!”
“As long as I am still here, I will not allow anyone to harm my compatriots.”
“Even if I die here in battle, I will still shelter the people of my Yanxia!”
The War God’s voice was like a loud bell, deafening.
The Sword Saint and the Fist King both fell silent.
They both froze in place, but they could not speak for a long time.
Of course, he knew that Ye Qingtian’s words today were not only a statement of his heart, but also a rebuke to the Sword Saint and the others for their decision to abandon Ye Fan back then.
After so many years, Ye Qingtian still held a grudge against that decision back then.
At this time, the power in front of Chu Yuan’s body was already dense to the extreme.
The terrifying might, even looking at it from afar, was breathtaking.
Ye Qingtian stamped his feet on the earth and rose up into the sky.
He had chosen the battlefield, in the air.
Just to, minimise the ripple effect on the martial practitioners of Yanxia.
“War God of Yanxia, if you submit now, I can spare your life.”
“Otherwise, today’s Yan Mountain will become the place where your bones will be buried.” Chu Yuan looked at Ye Qingtian from afar as his calm voice slowly rang out.
The God of War laughed aloud, “What is there to fear in death? It’s just a long sleep.”
“To be able to fight a battle with a God Realm powerhouse in life is not a waste of my Ye Qingtian’s life of martial cultivation.”
“However, Old Sir Chu, before I do so, I just want to ask one question.”
“What is the reason for your Excellency going to such great lengths to lead the Chu Sect’s army to sweep through the global martial dao?”
“Could it be that it is really just to satisfy your Chu Sect’s ambition to unify the world?”
At this moment, Ye Qingtian asked the biggest doubt in his heart.