“His father died in battle, his uncle was dethroned, and his master became a slave ……”
In heaven and earth, many people were silently reciting these words, this Ji clan, the three generations of the grandfather and grandson, the four masterminds of one family, were only afraid that they would disappear from this stage of China, and Ye Han, could he get a chance to live in exchange?
The scruffy old dao’s eyes were tightly closed, a sadness spread out from his body, that old fellow with his head bowed in front of him, put down his dignity, put down everything, at this moment, the other party made him sigh to himself, although the other party had his head bowed, but all taller than Tarzan, the world can be compared to it, only difficult to find people!
The two top experts, the God of War and the God of Swords, could only look up at the back of that old man, who, though his head was bowed, was taller than anyone else!
Above the void, the hawk-like eyes of the Holy Monarch of Nine Nights looked down at the old man standing in front of him with his head bowed, the patriarch of the number one clan in China, with his distinguished status, but now he had to come and serve as a slave and maidservant to his holy land, Kunlun.
“The clan chief of the Ji clan giving me Holy Land Kunlun as a slave.” A cold smile gradually emerged from the hawk-like eyes of the Holy Monarch of Nine Nights; “I’m afraid that such an honour will never be found by another family in China.”
Ji Yan Huang bowed his head, a flash of humiliation beneath his invisible face was extremely well hidden, right now, he could not show any dissatisfaction, because, this was his grandson’s only chance to live.
“Hmph, since you want to be a slave, then this Saint Sovereign will fulfill you, now, isn’t it time for you, a slave, to show something.” A cold and incomparable voice came out from the mouth of the Nine Nights Saint Monarch, whose expression was unruly as he looked at Ji Yanhuang, an overbearing aura like a king descending and was receiving the pilgrimage of his subjects.
Upon hearing this, above the void, Ji Yanhuang bowed with a calm expression and said; “Ji Yanhuang, I have met my master!”
Seeing this, Ji Jiuchan, who had been reduced to a ruined man, his eyes were red, his fists clenched together in death, his father, the head of the Ji clan, had been forced to become a slave and had to address the other party as master, what was the difference between this and a dog? If he hadn’t been unable to use a single ounce of strength in his body, he would have once again used a moth to flames to die with the Nine Nights Sage, even though he couldn’t achieve his desired goal, he didn’t want to see his father suffer such humiliation!
“Clan Chief!” Ji Die Mai and Ji Broken Heaven both stood under the ring, that always cold Ji Die Mai, crystal tears slipped down her face, Ji Broken Heaven was already as angry as a beast, but they, however, were being guarded to death by Zhao Hengtian and the others, the Ji clan, could no longer withstand the loss!
The heavens and the earth were silent, the birds were silent, only the old man who bowed his head and called the Sage of Nine Nights his master was staring at them, at this moment, although Ji Yanhuang had lost his dignity, he had won the admiration of the world!
On the ring, Ye Han, who was in grief, also slowly raised his head at this moment, his tearful gaze gazing at the old man above the void who looked incomparably old at this moment, staring at his back, which, more than ever, was much more stooped.
“Grandfather!” Ye Han’s fists clenched together in a deadly grip, monstrous hatred and killing intent rolled out in his heart, his father had died in battle, his uncle had become a ruined man, and his grandfather, right now, had to serve as a slave to his enemy, just to get a chance to live, this family, had sacrificed too much for him!
At this moment, an even stronger intention to survive emerged in Ye Han’s mind, he had to live, he had to live, only by living would he have the chance to avenge his hatred, to kill the Nine Nights Sage with his hands, to pull this group of high and mighty people down from the altar and trample them under his feet.
This scene, he wanted to engrave it deep in his mind, never to be erased!
“Hahahahahaha ……”
He was the most powerful person in the world, and the world could not disobey him. If anyone dared to disobey him, then whoever he wanted to live would have to live, and whoever he wanted to die would have to die.
This feeling of controlling the destiny of others has not been felt by the Holy Monarch of Nine Nights for many years, and this time, the world will once again see his supreme dominance.
At this moment, those who looked up at him suddenly had an incomparable feeling of insignificance in their hearts, looking up at him as if they were worshipping the god who controlled their destiny.
At this moment, even the Four Great Dignitaries bowed their heads slightly, they were Dignitaries, not Saint Monarchs, and only Saint Monarchs were supreme beings!
In the ring, Ye Han looked at the Nine Nights Saint Monarch, the eyes with sadness turned into an endless force of vengeance, this supreme man, he must trample him down fiercely, depriving him of his destiny to continue living.
The Nine Nights Sage was a god who controlled the fate of the world, then he, Ye Han, would be the one who controlled the fate of this god in the future!
In a moment, the sound of wild laughter, gradually fell in the void, as the Nine Nights Saint Sovereign slowly lowered his head and looked down at Ji Yanhuang who was bowing before him; “Since you are willing to give me the Holy Land Kunlun as a slave, then, I can keep his lowly life.”
Hearing those words, Ji Yanhuang’s eyes, which were tinged with humiliation, crossed with a touch of relief; he had abandoned his dignity and done everything just for these words of the Holy Monarch of Nine Nights.
However, on that Qilian Mountain, such as the Shaomou Mountain, the Five Yue Sword School, the Eight Extremes Sect, the ancient martial sects that were enemies of Ye Han, after hearing these words of the Sage of Nine Nights, their expressions stiffened, Ye Han, this poisonous tumor, still would not die?
“Thank you, Sage Sovereign, for your mercy!” Ji Yan Huang struggled to lower his head, putting himself down very, very low.
“But, within three days, tell him to get out of China!” The words changed, and the hawk-like eyes of the Nine Nights Saint Sovereign gazed at Ye Han above the ring, and its incomparably cold; “In this life, if you dare to set half a step into China, this Saint Sovereign will exterminate your nine clans!”
Upon hearing these words, swarms of voices instantly resounded among the three ancient martial sects, Shaomuro Mountain, the Five Yue Sword School and the Eight Extremes Sect.
“Get the hell out of China!”
“Get out of China!”
“Get the hell out of China!”
………
Those voices linked together in the heaven and earth, and listening to those voices, Ye Han’s eyes moved across the heaven and earth, sweeping past the people of the three great sects, Shaomuro Mountain, the Wuyue Sword Sect and the Eight Extremes Sect, before finally landing on the body of the Nine Nights Sage in the void.
These people, whether they were new enemies or old hatreds, he remembered them all one by one in his mind.
Forcing him to get out of China and leave his homeland, this was the only chance he had to live.
He would roll away, but he would definitely come back again to claim back everything he had lost!
