The sky was filled with rivers, and the shadow of blood was long in the air.
At the top of that cloud-topped mountain, that figure stood there just like that.
His body was straight, as if he were a spear standing tall.
His clothes were flowing, just like a stranger returning from a journey.
The moment he appeared, everyone felt as if the world had become his accompaniment.
The breeze was bitterly cold, blowing the tips of his hair on his forehead.
The blazing sun stained his clothes and steps red.
He stood between the river and the sky, his deep pupils looking at the cloud-topped mountain beneath him.
This was the place where he had lived.
Here, he and his wife had recorded countless beautiful and warm moments.
It was his home, his body’s home, his soul’s harbour.
But now, all that peace has been shattered, and all that beauty has become a thing of the past.
There was a bleak wind and blood in his eyes.
An unspeakable sadness, wrapped in an endless sulk, swept from his heart.
“D*mned Truman, all this, is this all your doing?”
Boom!
A furious voice exploded like a thunderstorm in the ninth heaven.
Immediately afterwards, a majestic might radiated out in all directions like a nuclear explosion with this man at the centre.
The majesty of the mountain and the sea was so great that everyone present was appalled.
Even as strong as Chu Sect’s Elder Ande Man, he was instantly shocked.
“Not good!”
“Quickly hide!”
“Hide!”
Ande Man had long felt the terrifying power contained within this outburst.
His expression changed drastically and he immediately urged the strongmen of the Chu Sect to find a building to hide in.
But even if they reacted quickly, how could they be faster than the speed at which the sound wave spread?
With a single shout from this man!
The entire ground of Cloud Top Mountain was almost lifted up.
The earth trembled, the rocks burst, and the entire Cloud Top Mountain was like an earthquake, with spider web-like cracks spreading out in all directions!
Even the earth was like this, let alone, those people standing on top of the ground.
The next moment, countless screams could be heard, and a large number of Chu Sect’s strongest people were all spitting out blood under the power of this force.
Even Ande Man, a Seal Master, was unable to block the power of this drink.
Their feet hit the ground and they retreated dozens of steps in quick succession.
Each step landed, stamping out a lofty and huge crater on the ground.
“D*mn it!”
“Who is it?”
“Who the hell is that?”
“How could it be so strong?”
With just one drink, there was such might.
The strength of the other party must be far above that of an ordinary Sealed Sovereign.
Thinking of this, Ande Man was simply going mad.
Why, why was it that they had fought down the Yanshan Martial God Hall, but a small Jiangdong was so difficult to fight.
One after another, there were accidents.
First that bizarre grand formation, then that bizarre yellow bull, and now a figure who was still unknown appeared?
After the strong men of the Chu Sect had been lifted hundreds of metres, and now the only people left on Cloud Top Mountain were undoubtedly Yan Xia’s group.
As, gradually, the wind and sand fell.
The face of the thin figure in front of them also finally emerged in the eyes of the crowd, slowly.
“Really… It’s really…”
“It’s really Mr. Chu?”
Although they had expected it, when they saw that man’s face again after several years, Li Er and the others were still as flabbergasted as if they had been struck by thunder.
Immediately afterwards, the entire people, the sons of Jiangdong, instantly burst into tears.
“It’s Mr. Chu…”
“It really is Mr. Chu…”
“Mr. Chu knows in heaven, the spirit of Mr. Chu in heaven has finally manifested to save us…”
Li Er cried and laughed at the same time.
An old face was filled with tears as he fell on his knees in the direction of Ye Fan.
Being led by Li Er in this way, those sons of Jiangdong all followed suit and knelt down.
“Thank you, Mr. Chu, for your presence in heaven…”
“Thinking of our Jiangdong even after his death…”
…..
“Mr. Chu is a thousand years old!”
In a flash, half of the people of Yunding Mountain all knelt down.
But Ye Yuyan did not kneel.
Tarzan, Gao Dazhuang and the other members of the Green Dragon Battle Team who were seriously injured did not kneel either.
For some reason, in Ye Yuyan and the girls’ hearts, there was always a feeling.
This was not the spirit of her little brother Fan, let alone some post-mortem manifestation.
Rather, it was, in actuality, Ye Fan, her true and genuine Little Brother Fan.
“Li… Li Er this… This bunch of idiots…”
The dying Lu Zi Ming, lying there with a kind of bleak smile on his bloodied face.
This was clearly the real Ye Fan, the living Mr. Chu.
He hadn’t expected, anyway, that the group from Jiangdong would think it was a manifestation of the dead.
Huang Niu, who was hiding in the distance, was also exasperated and laughed.
“Ai…”
“I say you guys are bogeymen, right?”
“It’s not like Ye Fan the hanging hair is dead, what else is he doing in the sky, manifesting his spirit?”
The yellow cow scolded at Li Er and the others.
Then he rushed to Ye Fan with his tail wagging and said in a no-nonsense manner, “You hanging hair, why don’t you wait until they’re all dead?”
“Mudd, you’re out there dashing around and letting my old ox give you a fight!”
“Look at my old ox’s handsome face, what kind of beating has it taken?”
The yellow ox complained for a while, and as he spoke, he pointed his oxen’s hoof at his face, showing the scars on his face.
It was like a general who was out on a battlefield, showing the scars on his body to their monarch.
Faced with the yellow bull’s complaints, Ye Fan did not dislike him back this time for a rare reason.
He gave Huang Niu a glance and only returned, “Hard work.”
And then, Ye Fan walked down from the Cloud Top Mountain.
The first place he walked towards was Ye Qingtian’s position.
Ye Qingtian was covered in blood and was almost hanging on by his last breath.
However, even so, after he saw Ye Fan, he still could not hide the shock and surprise on his face.
He reached out his hand and touched Ye Fan’s body.
“Really… It’s really… It’s you?”
“You… You’re not… Not dead?”
The inaudible voice was like a candle flame in the wind, as if it would go out in the next second.
Ye Fan nodded and whispered back, “God of War, I’m not dead, I’m back.”
There was silence, a long silence.
I don’t know how long it took, but Ye Qingtian’s originally miserable face suddenly revealed a relieved and smiling face.
“Ha… Hahahaha…”
He burst out laughing.
However, without laughing a few times, blood gushed out, causing him to cough violently.
Ye Fan hurriedly took out an elixir from his arms and told Ye Qingtian to take it.
“Don’t talk, you’re too badly injured.”
“Take this elixir first.”
“It’s not a healing one, but it will replenish some stamina and Yuan Power, and will allow you to last a little longer.”
“When the battle is over, I’ll take you to heal your wounds.”
“War God, hold on, hold on until I end this battle.”
There was no sadness, nor was there joy.
Ye Fan’s clear face could never see the slightest emotion.
But those who were familiar with Ye Fan knew that the more Ye Fan was like this, it meant how intense his inner anger and sadness was at times.
The God of War smiled, he could no longer speak, he pointed in Ye Yuyan’s direction and then pointed outside the Cloud Top Mountain.
The meaning of that was clear enough.
He wanted Ye Fan to take the child and escape.
The Chu Sect was too powerful.
Not only was Chu Yuan, there was that monster, there were several great sealed elders, and even Tang Yun who hadn’t appeared.
The huge gap between the Yanxia Martial Dao and the Chu Sect was not something that Ye Fan, alone, could bridge.
The Martial God Hall had arrived, and the several great pillar nations had all broken their backs.
Even he, the pillar of the heavens, had collapsed.
In the future, Yanxia would all depend on Ye Fan.
“God of War, I’ve been hiding for three years now.”
“This time, I won’t hide anymore.”
“Always, let’s make a complete end with them.”
“If I win, I will accompany you to rebuild Yanxia.”
“If we lose, you and I will go to the Yellow Springs together.”
Ye Fan spoke in a deep voice, his low words heavier than a mountain, harder than gold and jade!
Her beautiful pupils shone with tears.