Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

The moment those words were out of Ye Fan's mouth, the entire world seemed to tremble.

Vast energy began swarming toward Ye Fan, whose dying aura exploded once more.

Everyone could see how the man who had been at his limits seconds ago abruptly turned mighty again.

The aura he had was the same as a dragon's.

“How can this be? Does he still have a trump card?”

Chu Yuan drastically paled as he looked at the scene before him in disbelief. The shock in his heart

surged like tidal waves.

N-No... This isn't possible. This is impossible! Celestial Star Sword is already Chu Tianfan's strongest

attack. He has used up his trump card. He must be trying to fool me. He's only putting on a show to

trick me!

Chu Yuan shook his head fervently, refusing to believe that Ye Fan still had an ace up his sleeve.

He did not believe in Ye Fan's words; he refused to believe that he could perform more than seven

forms of Invoke the Celestial Sky.

“For hundreds of years, even the craziest gifted individuals of the Chu family have only mastered up to

the seventh form. Few could even reach the sixth form. The last few forms of Invoke the Celestial Sky

are practically impossible to master. How dare you try to scare me with this? Do you think I'm that

easily intimidated? I've shown you mercy by letting you keep your dignity, but you didn't want it. Well

then, let me help you to the afterlife instead!”

He soon calmed down after his momentary shock.

Chu Yuan was sure that Ye Fan was only pulling his leg.

As he snarled at Ye Fan, he channeled his energy to perform Chu Sect Fatal Moves.

Chu Yuan was ready to end his battle with Ye Fan once and for all.

“Heavenly Wolf! Demonic Tiger! Green Dragon!”

Chu Yuan unleashed three attacks that rushed toward Ye Fan at full force.

Everyone knew that the battle was in its last phase.

It was highly likely that Chu Yuan's three attacks would end Ye Fan's life.

Overwhelmed by worry, Xu Lei shouted in agony and terror, “Watch out, Ye Fan!”

She could not bear to watch Ye Fan get hurt anymore.

Whoosh!

The wind and the river howled.

Chu Yuan's onslaught came with the aggression of tigers rushing down the mountains to attack

unsuspecting people.

However, Ye Fan was completely fearless in the face of the mighty attacks.

His scrawny frame remained still and straight.

As he stood rooted to his spot, he stretched out his arms to wrap them around the space before him.

Fierce energy began gathering within his arms.

The onlookers could see a cataclysmic storm building up, and Ye Fan was in the middle of the storm.

He was gesturing a spell with his fingers, and he was muttering under his breath.

The words that went past his lips sounded like the oldest spell in the world.

His voice rumbled all over the land.

Nearing the end, the people started seeing golden lines of characters swirling around Ye Fan.

The characters were all glowing and shimmering as if the power of the world was flowing in them.

“W-What is this? W-Why haven't I seen this before?”

The strange sight before Ye Fan confounded countless people.

Even Chu Yuan narrowed his eyes without realizing it.

“Ha, you're already at your limits, you brat. Your struggles will be for nothing. How powerful can fancy

tricks like these be?” Chu Yuan said icily, still refusing to believe that Ye Fan could do any better than

before.

Only Chu Yuan knew how worried and wary he was beneath his stubborn appearance.

Whoosh!

The storm continued to brew, and the energy continued to gather.

Right then, a frightening tornado manifested from the condense energy around Ye Fan.

Like a dry sponge, it greedily sucked in all the energy in its vicinity.

As Ye Fan continued to draw in the energy, the onlookers realized that the green trees at the side of the

road were wilting.

Even the flowering trees that had bloomed in autumn were starting to die.

In fact, all the citizens of Yunzhou abruptly felt a wave of sleepiness hitting them.

It was as if their stamina was rapidly getting drained out of them.

“H-How could this be... What in the world is this? How can it make trees wilt and living creatures

disappear?”

The members of Chu Sect, who had been celebrating seconds ago, had a similar look of shock on their

faces again.

The unknown was truly the most terrifying thing in the world.

They had been fighting Ye Fan for years, but it was their first time seeing Ye Fan use a move like this.

He looked as though he could take away the life of all creatures and was the one to decide whether a

living being would live or die.

While the people were reeling in from the shock and recollecting themselves from the confusion, the

energy Ye Fan gathered had reached its maximum.

The concentrated energy was akin to a small sun as it illuminated everything around it.

Finally, the people saw two black and white wheels quietly appearing above Ye Fan's head.

As the black and the white wheel intertwined, all beings began to cease to exist.

Just as everyone was wondering what Ye Fan was doing, a thundering voice quaked the earth.

“Eighth Form of Invoke the Celestial Sky: Wheel of Fate!”

What? The... eighth form?

Everyone nearly lost their heads the moment those words were out of Ye Fan's mouth.

The fighters of Chu Sect widened their eyes, Anderson and the other elders trembled and lost their

ability to breathe, and Chu Qitian's eyes widened so much they were about to pop from their sockets.

As a matter of fact, King of Fighters, whose legs had been broken, jumped to his feet.

The eighth form! It's the eighth form! Did the abandoned child of the Chu family, Chu Tianfan, just used

the eighth form of Invoke the Celestial Sky?

The members of Chu Sect could feel the hair behind the back of their necks standing.

They did not expect Ye Fan to be able to release another form after performing the seven forms.

What the f*ck? Is this b*stard a monster? Does he have endless aces up his sleeves?

Ye Fan's trump cards—from Raijin Thunderdrake, to Celestial Star Sword, and finally, the Eighth Form

of Invoke the Celestial Sky—had turned the tables.

Seconds ago, everyone was certain that the battle was over.

But now, it was clearly not.

The victor might not be Chu Yuan.

At that moment, Chu Yuan was trying to recompose himself after witnessing the shocking scene.

The eighth form! Damn it! It really is the eighth form! How can this be? This is impossible! How can he

know how to use it? Darn this! Is Chu Tianfan really someone Chu Yunyang sent to kill me?

He was so furious to the point he was close to bursting a blood vessel.

Never in his wildest dreams did he expect a brat like Ye Fan to succeed in the Eighth Form of Invoke

the Celestial Sky after others had failed for hundreds of years.

Instantly, Chu Yuan could sense the threat to his life.

He was finally starting to lose hope.

Am I going to fail? I've been hiding for hundreds of years, and I finally found a suitable host to

reincarnate into. I'm about to take over the world, find all the Dragon Gates, and activate the Sky Gate

Formation. I'm so close to achieving my goal!

“No. I'm not going to be defeated! I'm never going to be defeated! Chu Tianfan, you'll be the one to die!

It'll be you!” Chu Yuan screamed like a madman.

His face had scrunched up into a vicious expression, and the veins were so visible on his wrinkly face

that it was almost as if something was trying to escape from beneath his skin.

Chu Yuan began chanting an ancient spell.

Then, the people saw blood oozing out of him.

It was clear that Chu Yuan was risking his life for the battle now.

“Damn you, humans. Damn you, Chu Tianfan. You forced me to do this! You asked for this!”