Time, as it were, pa*sed.
The three-day period was getting closer and closer, but Ye Fan still had not heard anything from him.
The entire martial arts community was undoubtedly getting more and more worried.
In particular, the martial arts leader of France, Jerry, was becoming more and more anxious.
After all, if nothing was done, their country would suffer its downfall.
In just three days, Jerry tossed and turned, begging God and Buddha for Ye Fan’s descent.
Never had there been a moment when Jerry saw Ye Fan as the saviour of the world as he did now.
That is how people are, they only respect each other when they need each other.
When not used, Ye Fan is the devil, a sinful executioner who hates to be killed.
However, the Martial Peace Society did not wait to hear from Ye Fan after all. Finally, the day the three-day period arrived.
A figure, appeared on the banks of the Seine in Paris.
He was dressed in blood-coloured robes, as if he were a shura from the abyss, wielding the scythe of death and coming to claim his life!
“Aaron the Great, you must help us…”
“You can’t just stand by and not save us…”
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“Lord Carlo, you and I have been friends for many years, I am in a life-and-death situation in Paris, please come to my aid…”
…..
Even at the last minute, Jerry was still frantically calling, seeking help from Aaron and others.
But in times of crisis, who cares about who?
Aaron pretended that the signal was bad and simply hung up.
Carlo was a little better, his eyes full of sadness that he was too shallow to help.
“Son of a b*tch!”
“It’s all a bunch of sons of b*tches!”
Jerry threw the phone away in anger.
At the critical moment, there was no one to count on after all.
The helpless Jerry had no choice but to lead his country’s strongest patriarchs to the Seine to face the enemy.
Although, Jerry knew that he was no match for Chu Tianqi, and that the battle would not be in doubt.
However, he was the martial arts leader of this country after all.
If he retreated, the millions of people behind him would really have no one to shelter them.
In life, one has to stand for something.
And it is this duty that Jerry is carrying.
However, just when Jerry was ready to lead his men to fight with Chu Tianqi, he was ready to die.
Suddenly, the earth trembled.
The calm waters of the Seine River swept up in huge waves.
A black stone gate rises from the bottom of the Seine.
“This… This…”
“What is this?”
Seeing the bizarre scene in front of them, Jerry and the others . trembled greatly, their eyes full of shocked amazement.
But it turned out that the shock of Jerry and the others was still a little premature.
After the stone door appeared, it was as if the gates of heaven had opened.
Amidst the deafening sound, the two stone doors burst open.
Endless fronts converged and boundless light and shadow flowed.
Jerry and the others could only see a dazzling light shooting out from the stone doors.
It was as if, the God King had appeared!
In the midst of that ten thousand feet of divine light, a sturdy man’s figure quietly appeared in the stone door.
He wore an eagle helmet on his head and golden armour, and stepped forward with a long spear in his hand.
His deep eyes blossomed with a golden aura.
His long, white beard moves against the wind!
From a distance, he looks like a god stepping out of a myth.
A surging majesty that pervades the sky.
“This… This is…”
“God King Odin?”
“The number one on the Heavenly List a hundred years ago!”
The moment he saw the other party’s face, Jerry’s entire person was undoubtedly completely frozen.
“This… How is this possible?”
“He… How can he be alive?”
Jerry was filled with trembling and horror.
In Jerry’s memory, when he was very young, Odin had already been the world’s most powerful Sealed Master, and the strongest man in the history of their martial arts in France.
At that time, however, Odin was already in his twilight years.
It did not take long for him to fade into obscurity.
After all, even the strongest man cannot resist the years.
Even a Sealed Patriarch who is number one on the Heavenly List will eventually lose to time.
Over the centuries, the top ten on the Heavenly List have changed one after another. The vast majority of these greats have died not in battle, but in old age.
Therefore, Jerry also felt that Odin, like the great masters of history, would fade away in the stream of time.
However, he had never imagined that today, at this time, this great man, who had supposedly been dead for a hundred years, would appear again.
And while Jerry was in shock, a similar scene was unfolding in many parts of the world.
The Siberian wilderness in Soviet Russia, the deep Yan Mountains in the summer, the Sahara desert in Africa, the ma*s graves in America…
A bizarre stone door appeared as if it had been agreed upon.
And, one by one, old and powerful people who should have faded away in history, like zombies, came out of the stone doors.
Odin, the Lord God of Western Europe, Ymir, the giant of Africa, Asura, the God of Death of Soviet Russia, and Mu Zihua, the fifth pillar powerhouse of Yanxia, who had died many years ago.
All these people were old monsters who had been famous for a long time.
Like Odin, the Lord God, and Asura, the God of Death, they were all undying myths of their time.
In front of these old monsters, Ye Qingtian and Aaron, powerful people who had been dominating the martial arts world for decades, were just some children.
After Asura and the others walked out of the stone door, they ran to the land of Western Europe to join Odin and deal with Chu Tianqi.
In the end, with the combined efforts of these powerful men, they defeated Chu Tianqi and killed him on the banks of the Seine.
When the news spread, the world was shocked!
The entire martial arts world exploded in a frenzy.
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“Oh my God!”
“Odin is alive?”
“He must be almost two hundred years old, right?”
…..
“The god of death, Asura, is even still around?”
“My grandfather grew up listening to the legend of Asura!”
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“Chaos!”
“It’s all messed up.”
“What is this world coming to?”
“How did all these old demons, who should have been long dead, suddenly pop up?”
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Among the martial artist forums, many people trembled.
However, there were also those who celebrated and rejoiced.
“This is heaven blessing my martial arts community!”
“It is fortunate that Odin and the others are still alive.”
“Otherwise, this Earth would still be a living hell?”
“The martial dao of all the nations would have to be subjected to that Chu Tianqi’s bloody ma*sacre, right?”
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“Exactly.”
“Before that, the Western European martial arts, tragically slaughtered by the Truman, the power of the martial arts was in ruins.”
“And now Patriarch Odin has reappeared in the world.”
“In the future, who else can we fear in the Western European martial arts?”
“A new era in the martial arts world has arrived!”
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There was chatter and rejoicing of such and such everywhere.
Though the world trembled at the appearance of Odin and others.
But the comeback of the old and powerful is still a source of great joy to the world.
After all, the greater the number of top-level powerhouses, the easier it is to form checks and balances between each other.
In this way, the martial arts world can have lasting peace.
Yanshan Grand Hall, Yanxia.
After the end of the Chu Sect crisis, Yanxia rebuilt the Martial God Hall on the site of the former Yan Mountain.
And, as a token of remembrance to Tang Hao, and gratitude to Ye Fan.
Two statues were also erected in front of the Martial God Hall.
One was of Tang Hao, and the other, Ye Fan.
And today, on Mount Chu Mun, there were lights and colours, a festive scene.
It was because the fifth pillar powerhouse, Empress Mu Zihua, who had disappeared for decades, had reappeared in the world.
“Hahahaha…”
“Zihua, it’s wonderful to see you again.”
“The Sword Saints and I thought that you had met an untimely end.”
At the top of Yan Mountain, the War God, Sword Saint and the others were full of smiles as they clasped their fists to greet each other.
In front of them, only a woman could be seen, wearing a phoenix hair ornament and a purple dress over her body.
Her face was expressionless, and her eyebrows contained authority.
Along the brand new red carpet, she walked towards the top of Yanshan Mountain.
And walking with the Queen of Wind, Mu Zihua, was a young man.
Similar in age to Ye Fan, he was handsome, born with starry eyebrows and sword eyes.
Mu Zihua held the hands of this handsome man and went with him to the Martial God Hall.
“Zihua, this young man is?”
Ye Qingtian had long noticed this man beside Mu Zihua and was instantly puzzled.
But Queen Wind did not answer.
Instead, she coldly asked Ye Qingtian and the others, “Who is in charge of the current Yanxia Martial God Hall?”
Ye Qingtian, the Sword Saint, the Fist Emperor and the other three were all stunned.
Obviously, they had not expected that the Empress Wind’s first words after returning to Yanshan Mountain would be to ask this.
“Old Ye was the earliest to become famous, the strongest, and has the highest prestige in the Yanxia Martial Dao.”
“The true head of the Martial God Hall is naturally Old Ye.” The Sword Saint replied.
Empress Feng glanced at Ye Qingtian and said coldly, “Then today, let him abdicate.”
“With immediate effect, the position of the Yanxia Martial God Hall’s Hall Master will be taken over by my disciple, Chen Kyushu!”
“All of you, all of you, respect him as your Lord.”
The proud voice of the Empress of Wind echoed through the ages.
And then, amidst the trembling gazes of Ye Qingtian and the others, Empress Feng pushed her disciple, in one fell swoop, to the highest position in the Martial God Hall!