"Hmm."
"God of War, that Fist King, please take care of it."
At the top of Yan Mountain, the Chinese God of War, Ye Qingtian, in white, elegant and graceful, stood proudly at the top of the absolute world.
And before him, the Sword Saint and Tang Hao, both of them, paid their respects one by one.
And then, they boarded the special transatlantic plane that had been waiting on top of Yan Mountain.
And then, they boarded the special transatlantic plane that was waiting for them on Mount Yan.
Under the Martial God's Hall, Ye Qingtian stood for a long time.
He watched the two great pillar powers of China slowly depart.
But in his heart, there was an uneasiness that also gradually thickened with the departure of the Sword Saint and the others.
For some reason, Ye Qingtian always felt that something big was about to happen in this Martial Dao world.
"I hope, everything is safe."
Ye Qingtian spoke in a low voice, the fresh breeze from the mountains, blowing his clothes and hunting.
In the distance, the rivers of heaven were roiling and the wind was rising.
The God of War stood proudly on top of the mountain, like a night watchman, silently, watching over this heaven and earth!
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Northern Realm, Soviet Russia.
Inside the luxurious and stately palace, a man, clad in golden royal robes, stood quietly in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.
The vodka in his hand was blossoming with a rich, mellow aroma.
Only, the man's out-of-breath and quiet look seemed to be waiting for something.
Finally, a man entered the hall and faced the man with a bow of respect, "Your honour, Emperor Aaron, the Chinese side, has departed."
"According to the information, it is the two of them, Sword Saint and Hao Tian, the lords of the Martial God Hall of China, who are leading the team to go."
"Oh, the Sword Saint himself is leading the team?" The man smiled softly at his words. "In that case, let's move as well."
Between soft smiles, the man lifted his wine cup and drank the strong wine in it, in one go.
If the God of War were here, he would have recognised it at a glance.
The man in front of him was the leader of the Soviet Russian martial arts, Aaron. The title, the Great Emperor!
Boom!
Soon~
With a violent roar, a Soviet Russian warplane flew out of Moko City.
It was headed across the ocean to Truman Mountain!
Apart from Yanxia and Russia, similar scenes were played out in various countries.
Western European countries, Northern Cold, Australia, and even South Asia, all went to the Chu family banquet.
Hundreds of special planes took off, with countless numbered and sectarian masters on board.
The scene was so grand that it was like a hundred rivers merging into the sea and a hundred barges competing for water!
"Oh my god!"
"Look at the Florentine Palace."
"Isn't that my king's special plane?"
"This is, King Frodo is going away?"
"And several great seals follow?"
.......
"It's not just our Indian country, the King of Great Britain is also leaving the country on a special plane."
"There's also the Martial Hall of Gods of China ...."
"The martial arts leaders of the world, almost all of them have moved..."
.......
"Goodness!"
"What's this about?"
"There's going to be a world war?"
....
The martial arts leaders of all the countries had come out in unison, and the commotion could not be considered too great.
The people had already exploded into a frenzy, with countless martial artists discussing and speculating.
Such a massive gathering of powerful people could be considered a rare occurrence in a hundred years. Some people even thought that a world war was about to start in the martial arts world.
However, there were still well-informed people after all, saying that the young master of the Chu family was about to get married in these few days. The martial dao leaders of all the countries were invited to the banquet.
"What?"
"The Chu Family Young Master is getting married?"
"I'll go!"
"No wonder~"
"It's only the Chu Family that has such a big face, right?"
....
The Chu Family's wedding banquet was undoubtedly like a boulder smashing into the sea, causing huge waves in the martial arts world, which had been calm for a long time!
And while all the countries were going to Chu Mun Mountain, in the land of Japan, somewhere in a luxurious manor.
Iwai Zen, the former head of the Triad Foundation, was sipping on a large red robe of tea from his men as he listened to reports from all sides.
This was a habit he had developed over the years, and although he had lived away from home for many years, he was well informed of events at home and abroad.
"Hmm?"
"What did you say?"
"Chu Tianqi, the young master of the Chu Clan, is going to consummate his marriage with the eldest lady of the Jones Clan."
Iwai Zen, who had always been unperturbed, was slightly changed after hearing this news.
"I didn't expect that the Chu family and the Jones family, had joined in marriage?"
"Could it be that the Chu family is vying for the position of the next Chu Clan's Lord?"
Iwai Zen frowned as he thought darkly in his heart.
As the saying goes, you can tell the difference when you see it.
This might seem to be just a brief news of a marriage alliance, but behind it, there were often many messages hidden.
However, no matter why these two families had suddenly joined forces.
But there was one thing that could not be denied, and that was that with the support of the Jones family, the power of the Chu family would undoubtedly be greatly enhanced.
"Dragon Master, Dragon Master, I really don't know how you will react when you learn of this news?"
"Your chances of winning were already slim."
"Now, the Chu Family has joined forces with the Jones Family."
"I'm afraid that your so-called beacon fire plan is finally in vain and doomed to failure."
Iwai Zen shook his head and laughed.
From the moment he learned that Ye Fan's true target was the Chu Family, Iwai Zen had intended to withdraw from the Dragon God Hall and sever his ties with Ye Fan.
Just because, Iwai Zen had felt from the beginning that Ye Fan's plan was bound to fail.
However, despite his repeated attempts to persuade him, the Dragon Lord refused to listen to him and was stubborn, always looking towards the mantis and hitting the stone with an egg.
Now, however, Iwai Zen felt that after Ye Fan learned of the marriage between the two families, he would probably die completely and would not presume to go to the Chu family for revenge.
Moreover, since Ye Fan had left Japan last time, he had rarely heard of him.
This undoubtedly made Iwai Zen feel even more that Ye Fan should have known better and retreated.
"Dragon Master, Dragon Master, no matter how ambitious you were back then, your heart was higher than the sky."
"In the end, didn't you still bow down in front of reality?"
"The fire of a star cannot start a wilderness, nor can it change the vast world."
"In the end, isn't it still a joke?"
In the middle of the room, Iwai Zen laughed to himself.
In his words, there was a bit of sarcasm and complacency.
However, just when Iwai Zen was complacent, he said.
Boom~
A muffled sound was heard outside.
The boulders exploded and the high wall collapsed.
The steel and concrete wall of the gate was torn apart.
"Hmm?"
"What's going on?"
"What's happening?"
"Someone!"
This sudden boom startled Iwai Zen.
He was immediately displeased and instantly shouted in anger, wanting to know what was happening outside.
However, before his guards could arrive.
The crystal gate in front of him, with a crash, also shattered.
Millions of fragments, reflecting the cold light of the blazing sun, were scattered all over the ground.
In the midst of the chaos, two figures, like ghosts from Shura's hell, emerged silently right in Iwai Zen's eyes.
"You... You... You guys..."
Upon seeing these two, Iwai Zen's pupils crinkled.
Out of fear, a pair of old eyes glared huge, and his old face was as white as paper.
And at this time, a majestic and cold voice exploded like thunder in the middle of this great hall.
"The sinner, King Long Yan, has forgotten his benefactor and rebelled against his master, disrespecting his orders."
"According to the Dragon God Hall's decree, he should be executed immediately."
"But the Dragon Lord was merciful and allowed you to live on."
"Now, the star fire is in full bloom and the prairie has begun."
"We, on the orders of the Dragon Lord, have come to receive you into the Chu Mun Mountain as promised."
"So that you can see whether the Dragon Lord will lose his life on Chu Sect Mountain. Or will that Chu Sect's magnificent clan be trampled under the Dragon Lord's feet?"
The muddled voice echoed like a morning bell and evening drum.
The majesty of the two men was like a gale, sweeping across all directions.
Under the pressure of the two men, the Dragon King Iwai Chan was silenced, and his old eyes were almost filled with anger.
He stared at the two men in front of him with dead eyes.
In his heart, an unparalleled fear and horror swept over him.
Iwai Chan had never expected that this day would suddenly come in a way that had caught him off guard.
Even more, he did not expect that the harsh words Ye Fan had put down to him when he came to the country of Japan back then would really come to fruition.
"Dragon Lord, really going to move against the Chu Family, move... Make a move?!!!"