Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

As the sword pierced his body, blood gushed out uncontrollably like a waterfall.

All Lu Ziming could feel was his body becoming heavy, to the point that his legs could no longer

support his weight.

With a loud thud, he toppled onto the ground.

“No! Mr. Lu... Don't die...”

When Ye Yuyan saw Lu Ziming lying in a pool of blood after sacrificing himself to protect them, tears

streamed down her cheeks.

Even if she had a heart of steel, she would still feel devastated after seeing so many people die trying

to protect them.

Ye Yuyan was already at the brink of despair.

She no longer wanted to escape as she knew that it was impossible for her to flee with Chu Lin.

The members of Chu Sect were everywhere. No matter where she cast her gaze, there were terrifying

fighters whom she could not defeat surrounding them.

There was no point in escaping. Doing that would only harm even more people, who would die on their

behalf.

Eventually, Ye Yuyan stopped in her tracks, her pretty and fair face tear-stricken.

Chu Lin's eyes were closed while he lay in her arms, his chest heaving slightly as he breathed.

He was like a child fast asleep in his mother's embrace.

Cradling him, Ye Yuyan lowered her head and stroked his face.

As huge beads of tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably, they dripped onto Chu Lin's face.

He's a really adorable little fella.

Although Ye Yuyan did not mind her own death, she pitied Chu Lin.

The boy wasn't even five years old, and he had just started his life. In fact, he hadn't even seen his

father before.

Yet, he had to die in this unfortunate catastrophe.

Sometimes, Ye Yuyan could not help but lament the cruelty of reality.

Why should a little kid like him be involved in the treacherous world of adults?

When Ye Yuyan halted in her tracks, a smirk spread across Chu Qitian's face.

He was finally going to succeed in taking revenge.

“Oh, Chu Tianfan... So what if you've led such a glorious and splendid life? You can't even protect your

wife and child. How ashamed would you be to continue living in this world? Hahaha!”

Chu Qitian burst out laughing. His laughter was filled with smugness, relish, and more importantly, a

sense of pompousness.

It had been too long.

For ten years, he had been pursuing Ye Fan, aiming to take his life.

However, after the battle in the rainforest, Chu Qitian was completely oppressed by Ye Fan, unable to

fight back.

Everyone looked down on Chu Qitian, thinking that he was incomparable to Chu Tianfan.

All the glory and fame had been stolen by Ye Fan, that illegitimate b*stard who was abandoned by the

family.

No one had imagined that the abandoned child would one day become the center of the martial arts

world and the topic of everyone's discussion.

For the past few years, Chu Qitian had been wallowing in fury, despair, and helplessness.

Fueled by endless jealousy, not a day passed without him yearning to crush Chu Tianfan under his feet

and regain the glory that rightfully belonged to him.

This moment had finally arrived!

As long as he killed Chu Tianfan's son, it would be the biggest humiliation to Chu Tianfan.

At the same time, it would also be Chu Qitian's first time treading Ye Fan's bottom line.

“Hahaha! Die, my dear nephew!”

Cackling devilishly, Chu Qitian concentrated all of his power on his palm.

The fatal attack had already taken form. No one could stop him at that moment.

With Zhang Jiuling and Lu Ziming down, no one could save them.

“Repay the debts that your father owes me with your life! Die!” roared Chu Qitian, his vicious words

dripping with coldness and murderous intent.

Everyone saw a white flash of light swirling on Chu Qitian's hand.

Like a humongous sword, the light shot toward Chu Lin and Ye Yuyan aggressively.

“B*stard! Stop it right now!” yelled Li Er and the others anxiously upon witnessing that scene. Their

eyes turned bloodshot.

At the same time, they stared at Huangniu pleadingly, hoping that it would save that pitiful child.

“I can't save them, dumb*sses! I'm about to die!”

Huangniu had just been flogged by Blaze's whip. A bloody streak surfaced on its face, which burned

with searing pain.

“D*mn it! I knew that this b*stard is hard to deal with. I'm not doing this anymore. Otherwise, I'd die right

here.”

After being whipped, Huangniu took the opportunity and slipped away.

I wouldn't be able to protect Mount Yunding even if I stayed. Instead, I might even end up dying, so I

would rather escape than accompany everyone else to the grave.

With Huangniu's departure, the situation spiraled downward.

Chu Sect's army began to overwhelm the people of Jiangdong, and the situation had become gravely

dangerous for them.

Suddenly, a massive rock cracked apart. Fragments of the rock slammed against Li Er, causing him to

crash heavily on the ground.

Prostrating on the ground with his face covered in blood, Li Er cast one last glance at the people of

Jiangdong who were trapped in this dire situation. Then, he looked at Ye Yuyan and Chu Lin, who were

on the brink of death.

Having exhausted all of his powers, Li Er stared at the sky and wailed in despair, “Mr. Chu, I've let you

down... If you can hear us, please save your people!”

Chen Ao and Lei San knelt on the ground as well while despair, sorrow, and guilt tormented them.

“Mr. Chu... I, Chen Ao, have failed you...”

Even Lei San was crying too, with tears streaming down his cheeks. “We are too incapable, Mr. Chu.

We can't even protect the last of your bloodline...”

They were not the only ones weeping. At that moment, numerous people on Mount Yunding were in

tears.

Chen Nan, Chen Ao's daughter, could not hold back her fear anymore. Filled with hopelessness, she

called out for Ye Fan.

Hugging his wife and child, Fatty was also sobbing uncontrollably and clinging to the hope that Ye Fan

would rescue them.

There was a saying that went: If a great general was standing guard, he would not have let the

enemies ransack his territory.

Hence, when the soldiers of Jiangdong were in utter despair, there was only one person's name in their

minds.

It was none other than Ye Fan!

Chu Tianfan, the first in the Sky Ranking.

During the Tai Shan martial arts competition, he rose to fame after his victory, battling countless

powerful fighters and withstanding consecutive blows with his weak physique.

At the battle of Westlake, he terrified everyone by dominating the martial arts world single-handedly.

He had once journeyed to Japan alone as if he was entering a no man's land.

Moreover, he had once barged into Chu Sect alone, wielding a powerful and divine aura as if he were a

god descending on the earth.

He was Mr. Chu of Jiangdong, the sole glimmer of hope for his people during the darkest of times.

However, he had already fallen.

“If Mr. Chu is still here, he wouldn't have let the Chu Sect b*stards wreak havoc on China!”

Numerous people wailed in despair on Mount Yunding.

Ye Qingtian, who was barely hanging in there, knew that there was no way out. Tears rolled down his

deep-set eyes.

However, at this critical moment between life and death, a beam suddenly illuminated the end of the

horizon.

Soon, a voice charged with fury descended from the sky as if it came straight from the milky way.

“Absolute Force! Mountain-splitting Punch! Boundless Destruction!”

Boom!

When that voice rang out, the people of Jiangdong felt like they had just seen a light in the midst of

nightmarish darkness.

It was like chancing upon a clear stream after journeying through the harsh desert.

For a moment, everyone felt like space and time had just frozen.

The breeze no longer blew and the grass no longer swayed. Even the noisy chaos around them had

disappeared into thin air.

Li Er raised his head, Chen Ao widened his eyes, and Lei San froze.

Chen Nan, Zhang Zixi, Fatty, and all of Ye Fan's friends and acquaintances were dumbfounded.

They raised their heads simultaneously and stared in the direction of the voice like devout followers

gazing at the source of their faith.

A brilliant ray of light tore through the sky, splitting it into two.

It was like booms of thunder that could penetrate the depths of the ground and streaks of lightning that

could pierce through the heavens.

Exuding endless power and force, it seemed to signify the descent of the gods.