Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

Meanwhile, the thunderstorm at the summit of Mount Yunding continued to rage on.

Both Ye Fan and Chu Yuan were going all out in their final showdown.

Sensing the aura of invincibility emitted by the four Great Flame Dragon Fingers, Chu Yuan brimmed

with confidence and hubris.

“By using a forbidden technique, I have drawn upon the Dragon Gate's power to unleash this ultimate

attack. Chu Tianfan, even if you have nine lives, your destruction in my hands is inevitable. The

Unrivalled? Top of the Sky Ranking? From today onward, that's where your legend ends!”

Chu Yuan burst into maniacal laughter.

With an insidious look in his eyes, he watched on as his Great Flame Dragon Finger clashed furiously

with Ye Fan's Invoke the Celestial Sky.

The sight caused Chu Tianqi and his men to widen their eyes as their hearts skipped a beat.

Folo and the rest from India were equally filled with suspense, whereas Sword Saint and his men

waited with bated breath.

As for Xu Lei and Ye Yuyan, they were desperately praying in their hearts.

Even Chu Lin—who was in their arms—cried out softly, “Daddy, you have to win...”

Just like that, under everyone's nervous gazes, the Wheel of Fate smashed into the Great Flame

Dragon Finger, releasing a deafening roar that shattered the earth.

As rocks were blown apart and the earth tremored uncontrollably, the stars looked as if they were about

to fall out of the sky.

The terrifying phenomenon gave one a sense that Armageddon was upon them.

Soon, cracks appeared in the ground and zig-zagged rapidly in every direction.

Li Er and the others, despite having retreated far from the battlefield and having their defensive barriers

up at full power, were still instantly swept away by the overwhelming force.

Countless bodies were thrown into the air as if they were kites that had broken their string.

From afar, they looked like leaves circulating turbulently inside a maelstrom of air.

Upon crashing to the ground, the men disregarded their injuries as they scrambled back to their feet,

anxious to see what the outcome was.

Who is going to come out victorious in this brutal battle? Chu Yuan of the old guard or the young

upstart, Chu Tianfan?

At that moment, both attacks were stuck in a stalemate.

Just when everyone thought that it would be a long ongoing battle due to the tremendous power it

involved, it ended before anyone expected it.

The next moment, they saw the Wheel of Fate unleashing an insurmountable force in every direction,

crushing the four Great Flame Dragon Fingers into smithereens.

As countless rays of light streaked from the sky, the trees in the surroundings trembled violently.

The irrepressible intensity of Invoke the Celestial Sky was like the autumn wind sweeping away the

fallen leaves or boiling oil melting through the heavy snow.

Within moments, the attack Chu Yuan was so proud of crumbled easily under its devastating force.

Prior to that, no one had expected the final move of a god realm warrior like Chu Yuan—the four Great

Flame Dragon Fingers, to be defeated by Ye Fan's Wheel of Fate.

Moreover, the move that Chu Yuan was so proud of barely lasted an instant before being shattered.

Despite their bombastic names, the Great Flame Dragon Fingers amounted to nothing when faced with

Ye Fan's power.

From the very beginning, they never stood a chance against Invoke the Celestial Sky at all.

“What? H-How is this possible?”

Chu Yuan almost lost his mind when he saw his Great Flame Dragon Fingers evaporate before his

eyes.

With his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets, blood began to ooze out of them.

In that instant, Chu Lin felt that his end was near and all the effort he had put in had been for naught.

In the midst of his despair, the Wheel of Fate's power didn't diminish at all as it spun rapidly on its axis.

With enough force to obliterate everything in its path, it continued flying in Chu Yuan's direction.

Despite his urge to flee, it quickly dawned upon him that it was a futile endeavor.

The Wheel of Fate had exerted a massive pulling force upon his body as if a claw from the depths of

hell had reached out to pull him back down.

“No! There's no way I can lose! I will always be undefeated!” Chu Yuan roared defiantly while being

overwhelmed with despair.

No sooner had he spoken than the Wheel of Fate sucked his entire body in.

“Argh!”

Amidst his agonized scream, the Wheel of Fate continued to spin just as fast.

Everyone watched as it tore through Chu Yuan's body, grinding his flesh and bones. As a crater

appeared in his chest, his legs were minced into a pile of mush.

Thereafter, he vomited mouthfuls of blood and organ fragments, covering the floor with them.

The entire Mount Yunding looked as if it had just rained.

The only difference was that instead of water, the surroundings were covered with blood.

In the end, having expended all its energy, the Wheel of Fate dissipated into the air.

As for the gruesome remains of Chu Yuan, it fell straight down to the ground, crashing with a loud thud.

With blood splattered all over the ground, covering it with a crimson hue, the battle finally came to a

conclusion.

The chaos and mayhem from before stopped with his death.

Amidst the billowing grass in the wind, silence descended upon the world.

Now that the dust had settled, the stars continued to dot the sky as if nothing had changed.

And yet, everything did.

Thereafter, a long and eerie silence descended upon the land, with everyone being stunned on their

feet.

Chu Tianqi's eyes looked as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

The gaping Anderson and the elders of the Chu Sect were so shocked that they forgot to catch their

breath.

As for the remaining members of the Chu Sect, they felt as if they had been struck by lightning.

Shocked, none of them said a word for a very long time.

“H-Have we lost?”

“Old Mr. Chu, has he been defeated just like that?”

“I-Is it over already?”

One by one, they mumbled amongst themselves.

Before they knew it, tears began to stream down the corner of their eyes.

Up to that point, none of them could believe their eyes.

The head of the Chu Sect, a god realm warrior who had struck fear into the hearts of the world's most

fearsome warriors and admired by all men for more than a hundred years, had been defeated despite

unleashing his ultimate attack.

Moreover, he lost to a young man, who was not only a disowned child but also his very own grandson.

Life was such that it always came full circle.

The child who was kicked out in the past had finally returned, paying back with interest the humiliation

he had suffered.

It all started with Ye Fan, and now, ended with him.

The moment he was cast out of the Chu family and had his name struck off the family record, Ye Fan

began to plot his return, a journey that took him ten whole years.

Regardless of how long one's path was, there would always be an end to it.

And for Ye Fan, Chu Yuan's collapse was the moment his journey was completed.

“From this day on, Ye Fan will be no more! In his place is Chu Tianfan, the descendant of Chu

Yunyang!”

His resonant voice thundered like lightning amidst the deathly silence.

Mired in shock, Chu Qitian and the others were bereft of words. The pride and glory they had felt all

this while were shattered together with Chu Yuan's defeat.

It was as if the Chu Sect's world had collapsed upon itself.