Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

“Die!” Chu Yuan let out a roar of anger. His roar was like a bolt of lightning shattering the vast darkness

as his enormous finger blanketed the horizon like a curtain.

The sound of the explosion was so deafening that it shattered everyone's bones. Even if they hid

somewhere far away from that place, their noses and mouths still bled due to the explosion.

If even the ripples of the explosion were so impactful, the others could not even imagine how terrifying

it must be to be standing in the center of the blast.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The earth and sky shook violently again as the world overturned in the wave of attacks.

As soon as the third strike of the Great Flame Dragon Finger was unleashed, Ye Fan faced significant

increases in the pressure he faced from his opponent.

Splurt!

In the end, even if Ye Fan was equipped with the Thunderdrake, he still could not endure the

tremendous power of Chu Yuan's attacks as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Still, despite everything, Ye Fan tried his best to endure the attacks.

He reached out with both hands, resisting a giant finger with each palm. At that moment, he looked like

a giant in the mountains' depths, grabbing a dragon with bare hands.

The scorching flames from the Great Flame Dragon Finger almost turned Ye Fan's palms into

charcoals. His fresh blood immediately evaporated as soon as he started bleeding.

Still, Ye Fan gritted his teeth and endured everything.

He knew if he could resist this wave of attacks and Chu Yuan's Great Flame Dragon Finger, he would

win this battle and become the last man standing. By then, he would become the last king of the world.

Once he won this battle, all the efforts he had poured in throughout the years would not be in vain, and

all the people who had sacrificed their lives for his Operation Ablaze would not have died for nothing.

“Ye Fan, please hold on!” Xu Lei and the others hiding at the back of Mount Yunding could not help

crying at that scene.

They saw Ye Fan bleeding and how he painfully endured all the waves of attack with his lean figure.

He was only in his twenties. People around his age were either studying, being new graduates, getting

drunk with friends and colleagues after work, or being stupidly and passionately in love. Those people

were enjoying their youth and living a blast while being shielded and loved by their parents.

Ye Fan, on the other hand, was already standing at the forefront and defending his country against the

strongest figures in the world by engaging in battles that could easily end his life.

To many people, Ye Fan should feel honored to be able to reach that height in his life at his age.

However, Xu Lei knew Ye Fan was also living a life full of tragedies.

Since he was a child, Ye Fan had barely had the chance to enjoy peaceful and warm moments in his

life.

Things that were common to everyone else were beyond Ye Fan's reach.

Being in his twenties, Ye Fan had gone through countless separations brought by death and hardships.

He was abandoned by his father's side of the family and ostracized while staying in his maternal

grandmother's place. After getting married and living with the Qiu family, things got worse, as they

never stopped humiliating him.

Looking back at Ye Fan's past, Xu Lei thought it was sufficient to say he had suffered throughout every

phase of his life, yet he was still currently fighting his opponent with his life. Her heart ached for him.

She felt sorry that Ye Fan could not seem to get a happy ending in his life. Moreover, it seemed that Ye

Fan did not get the outcome he wanted despite him giving his all in everything he did.

Meanwhile, the battle ahead was still ongoing. The Great Flame Dragon Finger attacks were so intense

that their flames soared up into the sky. Ye Fan stood in the middle like an ancient tree standing among

a sea of flames.

Although his figure was tiny and almost insignificant in the sea of flames, his persistence and resilience

made everyone else tear up for him.

King of Fighters and Sword Saint were also deeply moved by this scene. They could not understand

what made Ye Fan endure the attacks for so long, and they also wondered what kind of endurance Ye

Fan had to face such a majestic attack without retreating or fearing his opponent.

“No matter who wins or gets defeated in this battle today, one thing is certain. Chu Tianfan's name will

echo in the people's hearts for ages.” Sword Saint shook his head and let out a long, emotional sigh.

At the end of Sword Saint's sentence, the young man that had been enduring the storm all this while

finally seemed to have reached his limits.

Like a fallen pillar, he slumped to the ground.

The power of the two giant fingers remained undiminished. After breaking through Ye Fan's defense,

they violently slammed his body. The tremendous energy engulfed Ye Fan and crashed into a nearby

mountain, shattering and cracking countless rocks and plants.

Like the rain, his red blood splattered everywhere.

And in the end, he fell heavily to the ground.

Huge rocks rolled down and buried Ye Fan underneath. He did not stand up again.

The entire area fell into a silence for a long time.

The moment Ye Fan collapsed, the whole world felt quiet. There was no wind blowing or grass

swaying, only a deathly silence filling the space.

However, after the deathly silence was a huge wave of sadness from the people who witnessed that

scene.

“Ye Fan!”

“Ye Fan!”

As soon as Ye Fan collapsed, countless people standing on the peak of Mount Yunding burst into tears

and called out to him.

As though she had lost her mind, Xu Lei immediately wanted to rush over, but the dispersed Qi flipped

her over and made her fall to the ground. The fair skin on her arm was instantly covered with fresh

wounds caused by the jagged rocks.

“Daddy... Daddy...” Chu Lin's face was also covered in tears. His tender voice was shattered by the

wind from Mount Yunding.

Aside from them, everyone from Jiangdong felt the sky in their hearts collapse when they saw Ye Fan

fall.

“W-What...”

“H-How could this be...”

The Dragon Slayers, who had been struggling to aid the battle and enduring the attacks before this,

were filled with despair when they saw Ye Fan collapsing before them.

They froze in their spots, staring ahead in disbelief, and the swords in their hands lost their luster. Even

the stars above their heads were drained of color.

Ye Fan was the only light to Gaius and others. With Ye Fan collapsing, the light in their lives had also

faded. They stood in the same spot and looked miserable. Tears even brimmed in Gaius' wrinkled

eyes.

They could not accept the reality and questioned why it had to end like that.

Gaius and others had never been afraid of death. They had long gotten rid of the fear of losing their

lives when they decided to follow Ye Fan and fight Chu Sect to death.

After all, these people would have died ten years ago if they had not met Ye Fan.

Despite their indifferent attitude toward life-and-death situations, they still grieved for their Dragon

Master, Ye Fan.

Their Dragon Master had put in so much effort throughout the years. Ye Fan had endured so many

hardships in his life. Yet, God had given Ye Fan such a miserable ending.

“Why? Goddammit! Why? Why do you have to be like that to Dragon Master?” Gaius roared in

resentment toward the sky.

Owen and the others could not stop crying at that.

It was not until that moment that they understood the world was unfair. Some people were born to be

blessed and loved, whereas some could never reach that state despite giving their all or even risking

their lives in everything they did.

Their Dragon Master was a living example of this scenario. He had planned his operation for many

years and encountered countless life-and-death situations. Yet, despite all the hardships he had

endured, all the blood he had shed, and the number of families and friends he had lost, his sacrifices

throughout the years were still wasted instantly in the face of Chu Yuan's powerful attacks.

“Chu Yuan, you rat! Return the Dragon Master to us!”

“Return the Dragon Master to us!”

Grief surged within his heart, and Gaius' eyes reddened. He swung his blade fiercely as he rushed

toward Chu Yuan like a madman.

The remaining Dragon Slayers were also driven by their grief and resolution as they echoed Gaius'

words and rushed toward Chu Yuan.

Their anger toward Chu Yuan was like moths drawn to a flame.

Chu Yuan swept an indifferent glance at them. “You've overestimated yourselves.”

Boom!

He slapped down his palm. Instantly, several deep pits appeared on the ground.

“Chu Tianfan has been defeated. From now onward, I, Chu Yuan, am the king of the world!”