That afternoon, all the cultivation forums in China pinned a piece of news at the same time!
A series of blood-red words were like a bolt out of the blue, shaking the hearts of hundreds of thousands of cultivators in China!
"The Tiannan No. 1, the China No. 1, the East Asia No. 1, the undefeatable Mad Southern, Mad Southern Ye, is dead. A legend has fallen!"
Meanwhile, there was a detailed description of Ye Chen's achievements in his life, including killing the Tiannan No. 1, Yuan Bupo, single-handedly on the Surge River, suppressing Japan and Korea alone, and so on …
At this moment, the Chinese cultivation world was shaken, and the entire world was in an uproar!
No one expected Ye Chen, who had won every battle like a god and a demon, to die. The legend of a generation had finally come to an end!
For a moment, the news was like a thunderclap that shook the world. Be it in China or abroad, everyone was shocked.
"Mad Southern Ye is a once-in-a-century genius in the Chinese cultivation world. He's also the hope of the Chinese cultivation world. He's so amazing. It's such a pity that he died just like that!"
"Yeah, it's a pity. We still hope that he can break into the West and continue his legend. From now on, there will be no more undefeatable Mad Southern in the world!"
"Heavens, may I ask what the Chinese cultivation world has done to anger the heavens and the people? How dare you destroy our hope!"
Countless Chinese cultivators discussed among themselves. They sighed softly, felt pity, and stomped their feet.
It could be said that Ye Chen was too important to the Chinese cultivation world. He was like a legend that people looked up to but wanted to surpass!
"It turns out that this powerful Asian man failed to escape the judgment of fate!"
"This person killed our Western giants, Titan and Fire Emperor. The International Tribunal wanted to punish him, but he's lucky that he's dead!"
"Once Mad Southern Ye is dead, there will be no one in the East!"
"…"
Compared to the grief of the Chinese cultivation world, the other countries heaved a sigh of relief and clapped their hands in joy.
Especially in Korea and Japan, countless cultivators held a memorial for the powerhouses who had died under Ye Chen's sword. They even built a statue of Ye Chen and made him kneel before the graves of the dead.
China, Yang City!
The bar where Ye Chen had killed Bai Zhanyuan in Shi Jingshan was empty at the moment. There were a couple of silhouettes sitting inside.
If there were outsiders present, they would definitely realize that these people were powerhouses on the Heaven Leaderboard. They were Yang Junlin, Han Qinhu, Yan Nanfei, Pang Yuanqing, Li Yunxia, and so on.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the tavern was gloomy and deathly silent.
After Yang Junlin raised a bowl of warm wine, he raised it over his head and looked up at the sky. "Supreme Ye, have a safe journey. I'll toast you with the first bowl of Junlin!"
After saying that, he poured the bowl of wine onto the ground, allowing the fragrance of the wine to permeate the air. He said in a trembling voice, "Junlin has rarely submitted to anyone in my life. You are the first …"
The others also poured their wine on the ground one after another.
His expression was one of extreme grief!
…
Tiannan, Miaojiang!
Ever since Ye Chen helped the White Miao Village to destroy the Black Miao Village back then, the black and white had merged. After a short half a year of development, countless Miao Villages were built in the entire Miaojiang.
Xiao Ya, who was dressed in plain clothes, stared blankly at the news that was sent to her. Her delicate body could not stop shaking, and her beautiful face was so pale that there was no color in it at all.
When she heard the news, she could not believe it, nor was she willing to believe it. She was so sad that she could not breathe.
The man that she used to like, the man who destroyed the Black Miao Village, killed the dragon, and saved thousands of people in the White Miao Village from the abyss of suffering!
Her master!
D-dead!!!
Meanwhile, a one-armed old lady with a walking stick stood behind her. The old lady had a bitter expression on her face as she stood aside quietly.
"Granny, pass down my order. All the people in the Miao Village will wear mourning clothes for master for three days. Although master is dead, the Miao King will only be kept for master from now on!"
…
Ganzhou, Murong residence!
After Ye Chen killed the Murong family's No. 1, Murong He, the Murong family submitted to him. Ye Chen chose Yu Shasha to manage the Murong family for him.
In the Murong residence's villa, Yu Shasha hugged Murong Xue and could not stop crying, "Sister Xue, Brother Ye is dead. He was such a good person. How could he die just like that …"
"Shasha, the dead can't be resurrected. You have to restrain your grief and take care of yourself." Murong Xue patted her back gently, but there was an unknown gleam in her eyes.
…
On the Spiritual Medicine Mountain.
Two old figures stood at the peak of the mountain.
Yao Bingyue, who was as old as an old lady, was extremely excited, "Father, that fiend is finally dead. You don't know how afraid and how much I was of him. Now that he's dead, I can finally heave a sigh of relief."
Yao Huayuan was like an old man on the verge of death as he panted, "But Mr. Ye took away our life force. We're so old now. Now that he's dead, who can help us regain our youth?"
"The Ye family definitely has one!"
Extreme hatred flashed through Yao Bingyue's eyes, "Ye has such a great divinity. It's impossible that he didn't teach it to the Ye family. Perhaps he left some pill formulas behind!"
…
The Tang family in Hong Kong was holding a funeral at the moment.
The reason being that the Old Master of the Tang family was dead. However, what was surprising was that there were two memorial tablets erected at the funeral venue.
Tang Ning, who was dressed in mourning clothes, knelt before Old Master Tang's memorial tablet. She was in a daze. Half an hour ago, the Tang family found out about Ye Chen's death.
Old Master Tang vomited blood on the spot. Before he died, he forced Tang Ning to kneel before him and reminded, "Mr. Ye has done the Tang family a great favor twice. After I die, you must ensure the Ye family's prosperity for a long time. The Tang family will live and die with the Ye family!"
…
Tiannan, the Ye residence!
Compared to the shock and regret, the Ye family was the most sorrowful. The hundreds of Star Pavilion members guarding outside the Ye family villa were all wearing mourning clothes and kneeling on one knee.
In the villa.
Everyone who was related to Ye Chen was gathered. All of them looked at Ye Chen's parents and Su Yuhan in the middle with grief on their faces.
Ye Chen's mother held Ye Chen's photo with both hands. Her eyes were filled with tears of blood, "Xiaochen, my Xiaochen, how did you die? How did this happen? How are your father and I going to live for the rest of our lives …
"If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have let you board the ghost ship no matter what …"
When the news of Ye Chen's death came, she fainted from crying a few times. Her heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife, and she was extremely sad and regretful!
Ye Hai stood at the side as if he had been petrified. Tears rolled down his eyes as he muttered, "It's all your mother and my fault. It's all your mother and my fault …"
"Haha …"
Su Yuhan hugged her daughter in grief. Her face was pale, and she staggered, almost unable to stand steadily, "You were like this six years ago, and you're still like this six years later. Haha …"
Mengmeng, who had just turned five in her arms, quietly looked at the photo of her father in her grandmother's hand.
A few seconds later, tears suddenly flowed from the corner of the little girl's eyes, "Daddy's dead … dead. I don't have a daddy anymore …"
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