Chapter 1309 A Mysterious Arrival


    They had thought that they had had Ye Fan cornered. But they had been wrong. In fact, they had been


    terribly wrong.


    Ye Fan wasn''t the one trapped in a corner. They were.


    Ye Fan had single-handedly trapped all of them in a corner.


    Some believed that ten thousand of them couldn''t rival a single man while some believed that they


    alone could rival ten thousand men.


    Ye Fan was clearly thetter.


    The shock of witnessing Ye Fan''s prowess in battle passed. Silence descended upon the earth once


    again.


    Ye Fan stood proudly as his dark, unfathomable eyes surveyed his surroundings. They seemed as if


    they could see through everything, including time itself.


    A light breeze rose before him and sent fallen leaves into a flurry.


    Gentle waves rippled across the clear surface of theke behind him.


    Ye Fan simply stood like an unmoving mountain.


    His gaze fell upon the crowd once more and his voice rumbled like thunder and filled the heavens.


    "Anyone else wants to venture another try?”


    Ye Fan''s furious voice sent the martial artists of the numerous nations trembling.


    They dared not even look him straight in the eye.


    Moments ago, many of them had thought naively that Ye Fan wouldn''t be able to stop them all.


    But reality had told them otherwise, loudly and clearly.


    Who said a single man couldn''t take down the whole world?


    Ye Fan just did.


    No one had foreseen that he would be so powerful.


    "Somebody, help me!"


    "Help!"


    The Australian martial artistsy on the ground moaning in pain.


    No one dared to do anything about it.


    In fact, many of them longed to kill those idiots themselves.


    If not for these idiots, they wouldn''t have attempted to attack Ye Fan.


    Without that attack, none of theirrades would be injured or killed. They would not have suffered so


    many casualties.


    "Chu Sect was smart to stay out of this. We should have done what they had done,"mented many of


    them with regret.


    The most regretful of them all must be the Australian martial artists who were still alive and moaning on


    the ground.


    If they had known how powerful Ye Fan was, they would rather have killed themselves instead of


    incurring his wrath.


    But it was toote now.


    Regret wasn''t going to turn back time.


    Angie was probably the only person who was feeling happy right now.


    She was still in Ye Fan''s arms.


    The girl felt an incredible joy as she savored Ye Fan''s warm embrace.


    She had witnessed her precious Fan''s invincible prowess. He had stood before an army and leveled it.


    Angie''s young heart had undoubtedly been won over by Ye Fan''s disy of absolute power.


    Her eyes were filled with adoration as she stared at Ye Fan.


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    Was this the true extent of her Fan''s strength?


    He was amazing.


    He was so much more amazing than anyone whom she had ever met.


    "Alright, you silly girl. Get down. They''ll think you''re some kid I''m grooming to be my wife in the future,"


    teased Ye Fan as he shook his head indulgently. The danger had passed, but Angie had remained in


    his arms and wouldn''t let go.


    Angie''s cheeks flushed when she heard that. She wormed out of Ye Fan''s embrace instantly.


    "You''re so annoying, Fan! Am I not good enough for you? I''m the one who doesn''t want your hugs. I


    won''t hug you again even if you beg me to," said Angie angrily. Adorable girls remained adorable even


    when they were mad.


    Ye Fan gave the girl in front of him an exasperated smile.


    It was reced with a sudden stern look. "Remember, never do something so stupid again."


    One''s true loyalties were revealed only in hardship.


    Angie had rushed in front of him to protect him from danger. Honestly, Ye Fan had been moved.


    There was a certain measure of irony to be found.


    His supposedrades like Kong Ming and Lv Hua had not chosen to extend a helping hand when he


    had been in trouble and had in fact joined his enemies to attack him.


    But a young girl whom he had barely known for a few days had risked her life in an attempt to save his.


    Some people couldn''t evenpare with a mere child.


    The world resumed peace once again as Ye Fan and Angie bantered with each


    other.


    The martial artists who had survived looked up and stared quietly at the young man standing in front of


    the cave.


    He looked so small in front of the enormous mountain.


    Yet that small figure had unleashed power that had leveled an entire army of martial artists.


    He had nted himself there and stopped everyone from advancing forward.


    The man whom they had looked down upon had be a mountain himself, one that they could not


    possibly scale.


    "So be it."


    "We''re not fated to have that treasure after all."


    "Let''s go." "Let''s go home.''


    Everyone had lost their lust for treasure after the battle.


    Many of them had decided to give up and instead got ready to make their retreat from the ind.


    After all, there was no point in remaining here any longer.


    With Ye Fan in the way, they wouldn''t get their hands on the treasure even if one did exist in that cave.


    The world and its treasures belonged only to the strong.


    Just as everyone got ready to leave, a cold wind rushed out from the forest and a chilly voice


    reverberated across the heavens.


    "Who is it? Who dares insult us?"


    Everyone was shocked.


    They looked around wildly as they searched for the man who had insulted them.


    Yet they saw no one in the forest.


    As they were prepared to give up, a blurry silhouette appeared in the distance. New chapter avаble


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    At first, he seemed to be standing a thousand meters away from them.


    But the next moment, he appeared right before them.


    "What incredible speed!"


    They were dumbstruck.


    That was when they realized that he was a middle-aged man.


    He wore loose, gray robes and had a white turban on his head. He looked like one of those traveling


    monks from ancient India.


    "Who are you? How dare you call us good-for-nothings! What audacity! We might not be able to kill that


    Chinese scoundrel, but that doesn''t mean we can''t kill you.


    They were still fuming over the defeat that they had suffered earlier.


    The disrespectful words from a stranger were an open provocation that sent these Indonesian martial


    artists hurling curses at him.


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