Fortune Chapter 1027

“Get the hell out of China!”

The voices in the sky and the earth rang out in swarms, the shouts inside the three great ancient martial sects shook the sky, Ye Han, to Holy Land Kunlun was a mole, the other side could destroy him with a wave of their hands, but, to them, the ancient martial sects, Ye Han was a poisonous tumor that could not be underestimated, if he did not die, they, the ancient martial sects, would never have peace.

Therefore, right now, the Nine Nights Sage told Ye Han to get out of China and never return, although this was not a very good ending for the three ancient martial sects, but this tumour of Ye Han was removed for them for the time being.

Ye Han’s gaze swept past all these people one by one, and finally landed on the Nine Nights Sage who was looking down at him above the void, as if he wanted to engrave all these people in his mind, never to be erased!

Above the void, the Nine Nights Sage’s gaze looked straight at Ye Han, for this lowly gnat, he would not even put it in his eyes, could there be anyone in this world who would surpa*s him? Therefore, for giving Ye Han a chance to live, it was merely a handout from him to Ye Han, he could go and take his opponent’s life whenever he wanted it.

The three pillars of the Ji clan, one dead, one wasted and one was a slave!

A miserable end!

Above the void, the scruffy old dao looked at Ji Yan Huang who had been bowing his head, he smiled blandly and strolled out, looking straight at the Nine Nights Sage and said; “I wonder if there is still a place for me in the Holy Land Kunlun? This old fellow of mine is getting old, there must be someone to keep him company.”

“You also want to give me Holy Land Kunlun as a slave.” The Holy Sovereign of Nine Nights smiled coldly; “Very well, then the two of you will be companions together and become my Kunlun slaves, and you will never be allowed to walk off Kunlun Mountain for eternity.”

“Many thanks to the Sage Sovereign!” The scruffy old dao bowed slightly and calmly walked to Ji Yanhuang’s side.

“Brother Xiao, why are you doing this?” Ji Yan Huang looked sad.

“Old fellow, I’ll accompany you, if you want him to grow up completely, you have to break all his back, he, can’t put his hopes on us forever.” The scruffy old dao sighed as he looked at Ye Han who was gazing at him from above the ring; “Son, you can only rely on yourself from now on!”

“Old Dao!” Ye Han clenched his fists, his eyes flushed red, the umbrella he had been able to rely on, right now, none of them were left!

“Despite the pain and tribulation, this little one has finally survived!” Master Wu I let out a long sigh of relief, alive, there was always a chance, once you lost your life, then there was nothing left.

Hua Qiu Zhen nodded and said; “His father died in battle, his uncle was dethroned, and his master became a slave, hopefully after going through all these things, he can grow up a little faster, relying on others all the time, his potential will not reach its limit after all.”

“From now on, this Saint Sovereign will make it known to the world that anyone who dares to make an enemy of my Kunlun Mountain, then the Ji clan will be his downfall.” At this moment, the hawk-like eyes of the Holy Monarch of Nine Nights slowly swept over the bodies of everyone in this heaven and earth, those eyes were so sharp that no one in this heaven and earth dared to look at them.

With a wave of his long snow-white sleeves, the king-like aura slowly gathered in the heaven and earth, and he moved far away in the void, followed by the Four Great Exalted Ones, while Ji Yanhuang and the Ragged Old Daoist, with their heads bowed, followed behind them in a servant-like manner.

In an instant, the people in the void disappeared, and the entire heaven and earth, fell into silence.

Above the ring, Ye Han slowly stood up, holding the madman in his arms, a terrifying coldness filling his sad cheeks as he stepped out of the ring and walked towards the bottom of Mount Qilian as the crowd watched, one gaze could only gaze at his back, the youth’s back, slim and upright, carrying hatred and humiliation as he gradually walked away.

This time, he would leave his homeland, his homeland behind, without the support of any strong man, and embark on an even more difficult journey!

Behind him, followed by a group of people, silent and speechless.

………

“Son, be strong, you are alive, this opportunity is not easy to come by!” At the bottom of Qilian Mountain, Ji Jiuchen was being supported by Hua Lanyue, right now with his Dantian ruined, he had become an ordinary man, apart from being able to walk and eat and sleep, all the strength he used to have, had disappeared!

“Uncle, where are you going?” Ye Han looked up at the sky and asked.

“I’m going back to the Ji clan, my father has gone to Kunlun Mountain, the Ji clan can’t be without someone to preside over the big picture, not to mention, I’m going to bring my big brother back to be buried, there, is where he will finally belong.” There were tears in Ji Jiuchan’s eyes.

“Second Master, we will accompany you back.” Ji Broken Sky said in a deep voice.

“No.” Ji Jiuchian shook his head and said; “You guys follow him and go abroad, you have limited growth in the Ji Clan, I hope that when you come back in the future, you will already be able to hold your own.”

Hearing Ji Jiuchian’s words, Ji Breaktian and Ji Diewu nodded silently, with all the pillars of the Ji clan gone, would the future Ji clan be doomed or would it rise to the top? It could only be in the hands of them, the juniors.

“Ye Han, give Old Maniac to me, I’ll take him back to the Ji Clan, you don’t want your mother to see this side of him now, do you?”

“Military God, in due course, I will tell your grandfather what the secret is that he didn’t tell.”

“Good, I’ll wait for you.”

As he watched Ji Jiuchan, Hua Lanyue and the Army God leave with the madman, a wave of sadness grew in Ye Han’s heart, his mother, could she withstand this blow?

“Kid, be kind in your grief.” The Sword God patted Ye Han’s shoulder and sighed; “In the future, you may really have to go on your own, under this Kunlun Mountain, whether you can make a comeback or not this all depends on you!”

“Sword God, where are you going?” Ye Han spoke in a soft voice.

“Those who are alive must do something for those who have died!” The Sword God looked up at the sky and said; “Ji Madman was famous and admired by the world, now that he is gone, I as a friend can’t do nothing, from today onwards, I will keep hunting down Huangfu Qitian until you become as strong as him, this is the only thing I can do for him and the only thing I can do for you.”

Saying this, the Sword God departed and disappeared into this heaven and earth.

“The living always have to do something for the dead!” Ye Han’s mouth murmured these words, his fists slowly clenching up, he, the living, had to avenge the dead and get everything back.

“Let’s go, let’s go back to East China!”

The group faded away, he only had three days left in the country, what had to be done had to be done in those three days.