Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

All across the horizon, a heavy silence filled the air.

Even as flashes of lightning lit up the sky, Ye Fan stood tall and proud.

Chu Qitian, on the other hand, was frozen to the spot. “G-Grandpa?”

Gone were his feelings of anger and anxiety, only to be replaced by fear and shock.

I-I don't believe this! How could Grandpa have lost to Ye Fan? Grandpa's the one I respect and admire

the most, yet he lost to the person I hate with a passion!

Apart from Chu Yuan, the fighters from Chu Sect had also suffered a great defeat. Thus, they had no

choice but to hold back their attack on Mount Yunding.

The next second, everyone turned and looked at the spot where Chu Yuan had fallen, their eyes full of

pain and sadness.

“H-Have we been defeated?”

“I-Is this the end of our great Chu Sect?”

In an instant, a wave of utter despair and grief washed over the entire Chu Sect.

On the other hand, those from Dragon God Hall recovered from their initial shock and gradually broke

into smiles.

“Hahaha...”

“We've won!”

“Victory is ours!”

“Our Dragon Master is the best!”

The more people began clapping and cheering, the more their voices shook the ground and

reverberated through Mount Yunding.

Unable to control her joy, Ye Yuyan promptly planted a big kiss on her nephew's cheek. “Look, Lin! Your

father has won! Isn't he just amazing?”

Despite her excitement, the child in her arms remained stoic as he stared in Chu Yuan's direction.

His face, without a doubt, was devoid of emotion.

“Is that it? Have we really won?”

Some people were understandably sad, while others were happy. However, several people like King of

Fighters, Sword Saint, and War God were highly doubtful.

As supreme grandmasters and the pillars of China, they had fought against Chu Yuan for countless

years.

What baffled them, though, was how easily Ye Fan had defeated the latter.

Indeed, Ye Fan was powerful, and his attacks were fierce and relentless.

When lightning surrounded him, it was as though the God of Thunder had descended upon Earth.

He launched such a swift and overwhelming attack on Chu Yuan that the latter barely had any chance

to retaliate.

If someone else were to take the brunt of that assault, they'd have been obliterated, and the fight

would've ended there and then.

However, the person in question now was none other than Chu Yuan, whom everyone had deemed the

strongest on Earth.

Would the old master of Chu Sect be beaten that easily?

Just as King of Fighters and the rest continued to ponder the situation, Ye Fan suddenly spoke up.

“Show yourself, Chu Yuan. I know you haven't lost yet.”

A deep timbre in Ye Fan's voice gave it a solemn weight as it resounded throughout the mountains. His

eyes, cold and menacing as always, never once left the spot where Chu Yuan had fallen.

“Huh?”

“Does that mean the fight hasn't ended?”

Needless to say, everyone was dumbfounded.

Li Er and the others felt their short-lived joy going up in a puff of smoke.

Ye Yuyan, too, had stopped smiling as she tightened her grip around Chu Lin.

Chu Tianqi was just as stunned, but it wasn't long before he felt a powerful energy vortex swirling

beneath the pile of rubble.

Like a ball of fire, it burned stronger with each passing second.

“It's Grandpa! Grandpa's still alive!” Chu Qitian shouted excitedly as though he had seen the light at the

end of the tunnel.

Sure enough, as soon as Chu Qitian finished his sentence, the ground began to shake.

The tremors got so terrifying that everyone thought a volcanic eruption was about to occur.

The next second, a landslide of rocks and gravel came bounding down the mountain and gathered in

one specific spot.

Boom!

Seconds later, the rocks were blown apart, and a loud explosion filled the air.

A majestic figure began to rise from the pile of rubble, like a sun slowly making its way through the sky.

Despite the darkness of the night, his body glowed with a bright rainbow hue, and upon closer

inspection, one could even see flickering black lines on it.

Ye Fan furrowed his brows as he felt a knot in the pit of his stomach.

“Those black lines seem rather familiar...” he muttered to himself.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried to dig into his memories, he still couldn't figure out why there

was such a strong sense of familiarity.

By then, Chu Yuan had fully reappeared, his aura even more menacing than before as he greeted Ye

Fan with a cold-eyed stare.

If looks could kill, Ye Fan would've been hacked to pieces by that death stare.

When Chu Yuan finally stopped in his tracks, one could still vaguely see the wound on his chest and

the blood trickling down his arm.

“It's been a while. Ever since I took control of Chu Sect and reached the pinnacle of power, no one has

been able to hurt me. Alas, of all the people in the world, I can't believe it's the abandoned bastard of

our family who has injured me,” Chu Yuan uttered in a low, raspy voice.

His eyes were glowing with hate and anger, and it was clear that he had an insatiable bloodlust to feed.

“Chu Tianfan, I shall make this your last day on Earth. Since you've managed to injure me, I suppose

you can die smiling,” Chu Yuan added.

Ye Fan, however, remained unfazed. “You should be the one dying today, Chu Yuan! The task of killing

you was entrusted to me by Great-grandma, so I have to see it through. As long as you're alive, there

won't be any peace in the Chu family, China, or Jiangdong.”

As calm as Ye Fan sounded, there was no mistaking the strong sense of responsibility in him. After all,

he was a man on a mission.

Moreover, Old Madam Chu had handed the Yunyang jade pendant to him before he embarked on his

journey.

From that moment on, killing Chu Yuan was no longer a personal vendetta.

Ye Fan had to do it for the sake of his family and country, and as long as Chu Yuan remained standing,

there was no way he'd back down.

“Hahaha... I knew it had to be that old lady stirring the pot. Once I've killed you today, I'll destroy her

too! It's time to make her pay for everything she has done to me!” Chu Yuan exclaimed before bursting

into loud, maniacal laughter.

“Shut up!” Ye Fan yelled. “How dare you insult Great-grandma. For that alone, you deserve to die!”

“You're the one who deserves death!” Chu Yuan retorted.

The next second, he narrowed his eyes and stomped his foot.

The force was so great that it felt as if the mountains had crashed into the sea and triggered massive

earth tremors.

“This technique... Is that Invoke the Celestial Sky?” Ye Fan mused as he furrowed his brows.

I know Chu Yuan has yet to play his trump card. We've been fighting for a while, but he hasn't used his

ultimate move—Invoke the Celestial Sky. Ha! Little does he know I've been waiting for this moment.

I've been waiting for him to pull out all the stops and make one final blow. It's time to see what he's truly

capable of.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before everyone could feel the surge of energy tearing through the area.

Within seconds, a strong gust of wind began to rise.

Clouds of elemental force closed in from all directions like the raging sea and washed over the peak of

Mount Yunding.

From a distance, it looked as though a flight of dragons had wrapped themselves around the mountains

as they steadily ascended. It was, without a doubt, a magnificent sight.

Lu Tianhe and the rest, who had set up camp outside of Yunzhou, couldn't help but gape at the scene

in front of them.

“Check out the rays of light on the horizon and that crazy gust of wind.”

“I-Is that some kind of divine force?”

“From the looks of it, the final battle is about to begin!”

The more Lu Tianhe gazed at the windstorm whipping around them, the more worried and solemn he

became.

Damn it. I can't shake off this sense of unease. It's the first time I've witnessed such raw, shocking

power. We're dozens of kilometers away, yet we've already been thrown into this windstorm. How much

scarier would it be on the peak of Mount Yunding?