Chapter 2342 The Fallen Martial Arts World
After all, it was about the survival of the nation and the existence of mankind.
When the Universe Tree reached out its fangs, the entire Earth would surely be in peril.
By then, the only choice would be to emigrate to another.
However, given humanity''s limited understanding of the universe, after careful consideration, the
decision was made to establish a survival base on Mars.
Yet, due to the considerable distance between Mars and Earth, the journey from Earth to Mars
would take several months, initially resulting in slow progress.
Nevertheless, when pushed to the brink, humans could always unlock more of their potential.
That was especially the case when the martial arts world and the secr world were joining forces.
In the realm of cultivation, there were those who excelled in the art of formation.
They integrated modern technology with formations, significantly enhancing the propulsion
efficiency of the spaceship.
In the end, the aerospace industry achieved a leapfrog development.
The travel time to Mars had been significantly reduced.
The progress was undoubtedly exhrating.
For a moment, it further ignited the enthusiasm for space exploration in the human world.
Almost all human and material resources were being channeled toward the endeavor of space
exploration.
At War God Castle on Mount Ya, after half a year of secluded cultivation in his own shrine, Ye
Qingtian was ready to return to War God Castle to inquire about the current international situation.
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However, when he returned to War God Castle after more than half a year, he found that the once
bustling castle, filled with talented individuals, had be exceptionally deste and bleak.
Back then, on the martial arts stage of Mount Yan, hundreds of elite martial artists from all over the
country would gather to spar and hone their skills, learning from each other''s progress.
At that moment, everything was gone.
The vast martial arts field waspletely deserted.
Only a couple of elderly individuals remained, d in long robes, brooms in hand, sweeping away
the dust and fallen leaves on the ground.
Ye Qingtian stepped forward, politely asking, “Mister, where are the people from War God Castle?
I''ve looked everywhere, but why can''t I see anyone?”
Those elders appeared to be newly recruited. Although they possessed some martial arts power,
their rank was low, at most considered Novice.
In the past, martial artists of that level would not have been qualified to enter the Mount Yan War
God Castle.
At that moment, however, they were the only ones left in War God Castle.
Those people clearly didn''t recognize Ye Qingtian. They just nced at him, then sighed. “They''re
gone. They''re all gone...”
Huh? Ye Qingtian was puzzled. “Have they left? Where have they gone to? Could it be that they''ve
all gone to Kransbay to cultivate?”
In the world of martial arts at that time, the best ce to cultivate one''s skills was undoubtedly
under the Universe Tree of Mount Kransbay.
“Cultivate? People''s hearts have changed, and everyone has be restless. Where is the spirit of
martial arts in today''s martial artists? The martial arts world has fallen. People''s hearts are no
longer as they used to be.” The old man sighed deeply with sorrow.
Ye Qingtian was undoubtedly more confused. “Mister, what exactly is going on? What happened
again?”
“What else could go wrong, except for people''s hearts changing? Everyone is thinking about how to
escape, so naturally, no one is cultivating or thinking about how to be stronger. You asked me
where all the strong masters in War God Castle are, right? I have the answer. Some are building
spaceships, and others areworking everywhere, seeking connections and opportunities to try to
secure more slots for Mars migration. And then there are those who are out seeking pleasure and
merriment, savoring the final moments of peace while they still can. The martial arts world is dead.
No one is willing to endure the hardship of cultivating anymore. Everyone is contemting how to
ensure their own survival when the end of dayses. You don''t seem very old. If you have
opportunities, you should start taking action immediately. Give some money to those high-ranking
officials responsible for the end-of-the-world survival n, or offer them things they love, like gold,
silver, or beautiful women. Who knows, you might even get a ticket on the ship when the end of the
worldes.” The old man sighed.
Ye Qingtian couldn''t help but be taken aback because he hadn''t expected that things would turn out
that way.
Back then, when the International Martial Arts Union decided to devote more energy to the
doomsday survival n, Ye Qingtian was aware of it. However, he simply thought that those were
matters of the secr world. He thought the martial arts world might provide some support at most,
but more energy would still be devoted to cultivation.
After all, a martial artist was never supposed to give up.
However, Ye Qingtian had never imagined that after secluding himself for half a year, upon his
return to the martial arts world, he would be greeted with such a sight.
War God Castle was a sacred ce for the martial arts world in China.
Even in such a ce, all the martial artists had fled. Those who didn''t secure a spot were pulling
strings, trying to vie for a chance to relocate before the world ended.
Those who had secured a spot indulged in a life of hedonism willingly descended into decadence,
savoring the final warmth.
If War God Castle was like that, it was safe to assume that the martial arts world in other ces was
suffering from a worse fate.
Ye Qingtian was instantly filled with rage. “As a dignified martial artist, if I do not strive for progress,
fight for advancement, and instead fall into such a state of decay, how can I be worthy of being a
martial artist? No way! I simply cannot allow the martial arts world to continue this descent into
corruption.”
However, the old man was not optimistic. “Ha! It''s pointless, given the current state of affairs. If the
end is inevitable, what''s the use of trying? Everyone has given up. The only goal now is to figure out
how to escape. Everyone in this world has be a deserter. Take a good look at these
mountains, rivers, and the world around you. In ten years, all of this will be the past.”
As the old man spoke, he gradually disappeared into the distance.
Holding a broom, meticulously sweeping the terraced mountain path of Mount Yan, oneyer at a
time.
It was like saying farewell to old friends, one by one.
Ye Qingtian watched this scene unfold, feeling quite unsettled in his heart.
He sat in War God Castle for an entire day, only to be met by the tipsy Prince of Fighters, Mo Wuya,
in the evening.
Originally, Mo Wuya went to War God Castle to fetch something. However, upon entering, he found
Ye Qingtian sitting alone in the castle.
That silhouette was deste and bleak.
“M-Mr. Ye?” The Prince of Fighters, Mo Wuya, was greatly startled at that moment.
At first, he thought he was seeing a ghost.
Only after a closer look did he realize that the person sitting there was none other than the War
God, Ye Qingtian.
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Suddenly, Ye Qingtian pped him across the face.
Mo Wuya covered his face and fell to the ground.
With a face full of confusion and grievance, Mo Wuya asked, “Mr. Ye, what did I do wrong? Why did
you hit me?”
Mo Wuya was on the verge of tears.
“You have the nerve to ask? As one of the Supremes in China, a pir of our nation, you should be
leading by example. Instead, you reek of alcohol, content with your own downfall, gallivanting
around until thiste hour before returning home. With the way you''re behaving, how are you worthy
of a position that upholds the nation? Once Sword Saint and the others return, we''ll have them strip
you of your title! You''ll be kicked out of War God Castle!” Ye Qingtian thundered.
Upon hearing that, Mo Wuya widened his eyes in surprise. “Mr. Ye, what have I done for you to
want to revoke my title? Fine! Do whatever you want. If you want to revoke my title, go on! After all,
the end of the world ising. When that timees, the whole world will be destroyed, China will
cease to exist, and the martial arts world will be lost. What use would this title be to me, then? I
don''t want it anymore!”
It seemed that Mo Wuya had also lost his temper. With red eyes, he roared at Ye Qingtian, took out
the Supreme token, threw it fiercely on the ground, and turned around to walk away.
“Y-You...” Seeing that, Ye Qingtian was so angry that he trembled.
“B*stard! Being a Supreme, a pir of Chine, is sacred. How dare you discard it as if it were nothing,
tarnishing it in such a way? Pick it up now!” Ye Qingtian roared in fury.
In his lifetime, his greatest pride and responsibility was the title of the Supreme of China, the honor
and status of being The Nation''s Pir.
Yet, the things he cherished were trampled upon by Mo Wuya. Naturally, Ye Qingtian was furious.
His palm clenched tightly, energy surging within him. He was even ready to give Mo Wuya a lesson
he wouldn''t forget.
“Ye, stop!”
At that moment, an anxious voice came from behind.
As it turned out, it was Sword Saint.
Sword Saint urged anxiously, “Ye, you''ve misunderstood Wuya. He didn''t go out for fun and
entertainment. He went to have drinks with the son of the chief designer of the Mars colonization
project. And also, he sessfully secured an additional fifty spots for our martial artists'' families. He
did tremendously well! How could you possiblyy a hand on Wuya?”