Mount Tai.
Jade Emperor Peak.
As the first ray of morning light rose, the rolling sea of clouds, suddenly churned.
The red sun was high in the sky, the rising sun was in the sky.
While a huge five-coloured altar was still rising at the top of Mount Tai.
That diffused light covered the entire Mount Tai mountain range.
“Today, is a heavy day.”
“Countless warriors, laid down their lives to die.”
“Today is another great day.”
“For the inheritance of human civilisation, for the continuation of the Earth community, tens of thousands of people have laid down their lives for righteousness!”
“The altar has been opened.”
“The moment of sacrifice is approaching.”
“Please people in front of the TV sets and mobile phones, keep quiet and watch quietly.”
“Let us greet the great moment that is about to open with the highest respect and the most mournful mood.”
On the top of Mount Tai, drones are hanging high, and reporters are even tracking and broadcasting live.
The host, with tears in his eyes, extolled the words of the broadcast.
This time, the news event was even more full of sadness than the last time, when there were a thousand giants.
Back then, everyone was full of confidence, feeling that they would definitely win .
And now, these people who went to war , knew deep down that they would definitely die.
There is no greater tragedy in this world than this.
Knowing that they are going to die, they still have to move forward.
Indian country secret realm.
Duanmu Wan’er did not know what method to use, unexpectedly will be outside the secret realm of the live screen, through a special way, surrendered on top of a huge spiritual stone.
It should be, it was using mirror reflection.
A mirror was placed from the entrance of the secret realm, reflecting the television picture outside, into the secret realm.
When she saw on Mount Tai, the five-coloured light pillars were angry, Duanmu Wan’er, who had been paying attention, on top of her pretty face, suddenly shed tears.
This secret technique, she was the one who gave it to Ye Fan.
This was the secret art of sacrificing one’s life that had been passed down from their community.
It would only be used at the moment of life and death.
This was a forbidden technique that killed a thousand enemies and lost nine hundred of their own.
Everyone who participated in the formation’s human vehicle had to be sacrificed in it.
When the five-coloured altar rises, it represents the moment of sacrifice, has arrived.
Duanmu Wan’er was naturally sad.
She knew deep down, what would happen next.
“Wan Er, Ye Fan is the one who set up the formation, will he die?”
“He shouldn’t need to be sacrificed.”
“He will live right?”
Yue Yao and Xu Lei looked at Duanmu Wan’er anxiously and worriedly.
Duanmu Wan’er nodded, but her voice was still choked, “As long as we can beat the World Tree, brother Ye Fan should survive. However, even if he survives, his body will suffer irreversible injuries due to the overloaded battle, and his life will hardly last long.”
Duanmu Wan’er sobbed and spoke.
When those present heard this, their faces went pale.
Wouldn’t this mean that regardless of victory or defeat, Ye Fan would die.
One would die directly under the World Tree, causing the other to languish and die in infinite physical pain?
When he heard this, Ye Fan’s uncle unexpectedly rushed up and angrily rebuked Duanmu Wan’er.
“You bad woman, since you knew this outcome, why did you still let my nephew go to his death?”
“You just did it on purpose.”
“You don’t want Little Fan to live.”
“You want him to die.”
“If he dies, you’ll be able to dominate this Immortal Palace.”
“You’ll be able to hog all the treasures here.”
“You bastard, if my nephew can’t come back, I will never spare you!”
Some of Ye Fan’s relatives angrily roared at Duanmu Wan’er.
Some even, even wanted to rush up and hit Duanmu Wan’er.
Fortunately, they were stopped in time by Yue Yao and Xu Lei.
The people in front of them were all Ye Fan’s closest relatives.
Li Er, these outsiders, naturally did not dare to stop them.
It was only Xu Lei and Yue Yao, who had been acquainted with Ye Fan for many years, and although they were not relatives, their feelings were far better than those of their closest relatives, who dared to come out and stop Ye Fan’s relatives from causing trouble.
In the face of abuse, Duanmu Wan’er never retorted a word, just kept shedding tears.
No one noticed that at this time, Duanmu Wan’er’s face was already exceptionally pale.
Later on, perhaps due to excessive sadness, she even had a blackout before her eyes and finally fainted on the ground.
“Wan’er!”
Xu Lei was alarmed at the sight.
Yue Yao and the others even rushed forward and carried Duanmu Wan’er back to the room to save her.
Duanmu Wan’er was the woman by Ye Fan’s side, if something happened to her, no one would be able to explain when Ye Fan returned.
A few moments later, Duanmu Wan’er had woken up from her bed.
The first thing she did when she woke up was to ask, how was the situation outside.
Had the battle started.
How was the battle between Ye Fan and the World Tree.
Yue Yao did not speak, but only asked Duanmu Wan’er with a grave expression, “Wan’er, you are pregnant, do you know?”
Duanmu Wan’er instantly lowered her head.
But silence was the best answer.
“It’s Ye Fan’s, right?”
“Why didn’t you tell him?”
“Perhaps, he will stay for you for the child in your womb.”Yue Yao inquired.
Duanmu Wan’er shook her head, “I don’t want him to do things he doesn’t want to do because of me.”
“Moreover, even if he stays for the sake of me and the child, and watches the destruction of his homeland. For the rest of his life, he will have regrets, right?”
In Duanmu Wan’er’s perception, if you like someone, you should work hard to support him to help him and do whatever he wants to do.
Instead of becoming a hindrance and constraint to him.
She wanted Ye Fan to be happy, wanted Ye Fan to do what he wanted to do.
Wanted him to be a free-spirited person.
She shouldn’t be his shackle.
“But what about yourself?”
“You just bear to let yourself be sad and cry.”
“You can’t bear to let your child, born without a father?”
In the face of Yue Yao’s questioning, Duanmu Wan’er ultimately did not speak again.
She only shed silent tears, and then, wordlessly, she got up and left.
Walking out of the room, she continued to focus on Taishan’s situation.
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Two days had already passed.
On the top of Mount Tai, many people had already gathered.
According to the statistics, there were more than 20,000 people who finally signed up for the battle.
Ye Fan was surprised and pleased, and his heart was filled with respect.
But now, any feelings were already useless.
According to the monitoring, the World Tree was already approaching towards the Southern City Movement at this time.
Of the nine large fortress cities in the world, the other eight had all fallen.
Only one remained, the Southern City.
Undoubtedly, the World Tree’s next target would be the Southern City.
At this moment, the city had already gathered 700 million humans from all over the globe.
They fled from their respective countries.
Thirsting to be here, seeking refuge.
Therefore, the time left for them, was running out.
“Everyone, what should be said, I, Chu Tianfan, have already said.”
“Now, you all still have a chance to back out.”
“If your minds are made up, then please, take one last look at this Fang Mountain and River.”
“Because, next, you all will die for these ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers!”
Ye Fan’s rolling torrential voice resounded through the mountains and rivers.
As for the crowd below, none of them retreated.
All of them, their gazes were resolute, and they looked at death as if they were at home.
“In that case.”
“Gentlemen, formation, begin!”
Boom!
As Ye Fan’s voice rang out, immediately after, an invisible force was thought to be the centre, radiating out in all directions.
Almost all of the hundred miles in a radius were covered by this formation.
Ye Fan was seated at the very centre of the formation.
Around him, thousands of light pillars lit up.
The next step was for all the participants to walk into the light pillars.
The final moment had arrived.
The host shed tears and did his final commentary.
“All of you compatriots in front of the TV, all of you brothers and sisters.”
“Please, everyone, take one last look at the warriors in front of you.”
“They were not born to die.”
“Nor do they have a duty, much less an obligation, to die for this world.”
“They are just ordinary people like us.”
“They have parents, relatives, and children, and like us, they want to live.”
“However, they still fought out.”
“Fighting for their children, fighting for their loved ones, and fighting for us, fighting for all of humanity, fighting for the continuation of the entire human civilisation!”
“They are greater than us, and they need to be remembered by this world more than we, more than us.”
“Next, please join me in extolling their names.”
“Let us always remember them.”
“They will shine brightly…”
“They will, forever be immortal!”
The host’s mournful voice travelled across the globe.
And as the host’s words fell, the first person to be sacrificed, from the crowd, slowly walked out.
And a close-up of that person appeared in front of everyone.
His eyes were firm, his expression was calm, and he was as stalwart as a mountain!
And at the same time that person stepped out, hundreds of millions of people around the globe, all rose up.
All of them, with tears on their faces, reverently witnessed the first warrior, step into the altar and walk up the pillar of light.
The presiding officer took the list of names and recited in a loud voice, “South African warrior, Gaia, sacrifice!”
As Gaia sat down in the pillar of light, the power that had filled the room seemed to drain away in an instant.
And Gaia’s breath, too, shrivelled instantly. The valiant and heroic look of the past also dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the end, the oil ran out.
The man who has been flirtatious all his life, the man who rose on the yellow sands of the South African desert, the male god in the hearts of countless widows, thus, fell!
Smiling, sitting on the top of Mount Tai.
From now on, those widows who lost their husbands at an early age, there is no one to comfort them!
At this moment, the host burst into tears and worshipped with a sad voice: “Send Mr Gaia, a thousand years!”
In front of the TV, billions of people mourned and cried out in unison, “Mr Gaia, for the ages!”
….
“Mr Gaia, for the ages!”
….
The vast torrent seemed to reach the top of Mount Tai.
With the fall of Gaia, the subsequent consecrated people, one after another, stepped out.
God of War Ye Qingtian, Sword Saint Xiao Chen, Gun King Mo Lucheng, King Sutton, Emperor Aaron…
These familiar faces that had fought with and entangled with Ye Fan for their entire lives, also finally, in the midst of the global humanity’s reluctance and sorrow, walked towards the end of their lives, dedicating their last strength to Ye Fan, and leaving their legends to time.
Calmly, stepping into that eternal black night.
“Mr Ye Kengtian, the God of War, for a thousand years!”
….
“Mister Sword Saint Xiao Chen, Thousand Years!”
….
“Mister Mo Kucheng, a thousand years old!”
….
“Mr Aaron, Thousand Years!”
….
Tens of thousands of martial artists went to their deaths, and hundreds of millions of people mourned.
In this way, the global human race, following the host, one after another, sent off these warriors who died for the human race.
When the host read “Kappa”.
Kappa’s family in the distant African troops, completely froze.
“That…Is that dad?”
Kappa’s son, looking at the close-up of his father on the TV, was completely stunned in place.
The entire family, at this moment, was silent.
They had never dreamt that that useless loser in their eyes.
At this moment, he was actually standing on the top of Mount Tai, accepting the admiration and respect of humans all over the world.
They did not think that they have been looking down on the waste, but now even as a hero, to die for all mankind!
At this moment, Kappa’s wife realised why last night, Kappa suddenly made a request to have dinner with his family.
It turned out that this was his last attachment to this family.
But even this simple request, he did not agree.
Thinking about this, the woman’s heart was like a knife.
Regret, pain, and self-blame filled the hearts of everyone in this family.
They, did not deserve this man!
“Mr Kappa, Chigurh!”
…..
“Mr Long Fei, a thousand years!”
…..
At this moment, the voices of global mourning, constantly resounded.
All human beings, in unison, shared a common cry of what kind of situation it was.
Lu Tianhe, who was in Nanhai City, felt it the most.
The heavens and earth trembled as the entire city mourned and cried out.
However, they deserved this honour!
Because, they were fighting for humanity!
The sacrifice continued.
As each martial artist walked towards the altar and sacrificed his life, his loved ones and friends, all mourned upon seeing it.
There was nothing more painful in the world than this, watching one’s father, mother, son, daughter, walking towards death, while one could do nothing about it.
….
No one knew how long this sacrifice had lasted.
Until the last martial artist walked towards the altar, the last ray of rainbow light, infused into Ye Fan’s body.
This sacrifice, finally ended.
Ye Fan, who was in the middle of the position, opened his eyes.
At this moment, in front of him were the remains of tens of thousands of people after they sat down.
Ye Fan calmly looked at this time, but, again, there was a note, in his deep pupils, of a touch of sadness.
The sacrifice was over.
Next, it was his appearance.
Ye Fan stood up.
But it was this simple action that moved heaven and earth.
It seemed as if Ye Fan could destroy the heavens and the earth by raising his hand.
No one knew what state Ye Fan’s power had reached at this moment!
The humans who were spectating outside all knelt down when they saw Ye Fan get up.
They had witnessed the deaths of so many people, and they had seen with their own eyes how so many people had come forward in order to save the world.
They had given all they had to wait for this last hope.
Yes, Ye Fan was humanity’s last resort.
He would bring the hope of all mankind, as well as the lives of those tens of thousands of martial artists, with the World Tree, for the last stop!
At this moment, everyone knelt down again, even in front of the TV, those billions of humans who were miles away, all knelt down.
They mourned in unison, “Please, Mr Chu, save my human race!”
….
“Please, Mr Chu, save my human race!”
….
The voices that rushed to the sky converged into a stream.
Facing everyone’s expectations, Ye Fan was expressionless and did not speak, only holding the Yun Yang Ancient Sword, slowly, walked out of the altar, ready to run to, the final battlefield.
However, without taking a few steps, Ye Fan suddenly stopped.
Because in front of him, a silhouette emerged.
It was Tang Yun!
After she woke up, she disregarded everything and rushed to Mount Tai.
Her eyes were red as she looked at Ye Fan and firmly said, “I want to make a sacrifice!”
There were only four words, but they were resounding.
However, Ye Fan would not agree.
He returned four words as well, “Get back to the secret realm.”
“I won’t!”
“Everyone can make sacrifices, why can’t I?”
“Even the lowest ranked martial artist can sacrifice to you, I, Tang Yun, am a Sealed Grandmaster, the Lord of the Chu Sect, I have decades of profound cultivation, why can’t I sacrifice to you?”
Tang Yun was unconvinced and questioned unwillingly.
But Ye Fan ignored her.
Just a wave of his long sleeve.
A wave of invisible qi immediately struck out.
That force wrapped Tang Yun up and flew directly out of the sky, flying back towards the direction of the Indian Kingdom’s secret realm.
This silly woman!
He had come out of the World War World Tree to let them live.
Therefore, other people could be sacrificed, but those he Ye Fan loved could not be sacrificed!
He, Ye Fan, was not that great.
He had selfishness.
Letting the people he loved and cared about live, that was his selfishness!