Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

Over the years, King of Fighters and Sword Saint had imagined the scene of their deaths countless

times.

It was filled with tens of thousands of people praying on their knees in a procession that stretched for

miles.

The day would be declared a national day for mourning where hordes of citizens would lay flowers.

They had expected their death to be a momentous occasion, but now, it turned out to be a non-event.

They were going to lose their lives in the most humiliating manner.

If they could turn back time, both of them would rather go the way Tang Hao did—in a suicide explosion

at the peak of Mount Yan.

It would have been a glorious death, but it was now too late for that.

Even though their hearts were filled with sorrow, they knew a price had to be paid for their past actions.

The grass and leaves swayed violently in the chilly breeze.

Both of them were forced to kneel, just like two prisoners waiting to be executed.

“Master, it's time! These two old men had it coming a long time ago for causing you so much misery!”

Gaius, Owen, and the others had nothing much to do with King of Fighters and Sword Saint. They

couldn't care less about the deaths of the two pillars of the nation.

Wearing a blank expression, Ye Fan took the sword from Gaius' hand and swung it down furiously.

Whoosh!

The blade let out a demon-like roar as it pierced through the air.

King of Fighters and Sword Saint had closed their eyes in anticipation.

Just when they thought death was upon them, the sword cut through the air, its edge leaving a meter-

long ditch after striking the ground.

The earth subsequently trembled as a result of the terrifying power unleashed.

“Master, what are you doing?” Gaius and the others were stunned.

King of Fighters and Sword Saint were equally bewildered.

Ye Fan replied with an indifferent expression, “You know, when you blocked me outside China back

then, I swore to myself that if I could make a comeback, I would definitely destroy War God Castle and

kill all of you so-called pillars of China. But now that so much time has passed, I have learned to let go.

War God is right. You have learned your lesson. To witness your career destroyed by your own hand is

probably worse than death itself. On the account of the mercy War God has pleaded for you, I will

spare your lives and release you. However, I don't want to see both of you ever again, let alone War

God Castle. Do you understand me?”

Ye Fan's frosty words were as sharp as swords.

Once he finished, he turned and left without waiting for them to respond.

His words were an order with no room for discussion.

The intention he conveyed couldn't be any clearer—War God Castle had officially been annihilated.

More importantly, King of Fighters and Sword Saint were forbidden from rebuilding it.

However, that wasn't a concern in reality since both of them had lost the right to lead the martial arts

world of China.

Once Ye Fan was gone, all that was left were two burned-out old men.

Lying on the ground, both of them seemed to have aged decades in that instant.

“If only they had known this would be their fate, I'm sure they would have chosen a different path.”

Behind them, one of the martial artists from the Jiangbei martial arts world shook his head and sighed.

Back then, Zhang Jiuling had betrayed War God Castle by switching sides because of War God

Castle's lack of integrity. It was for that reason he had traveled straight to Jiangdong to join Ye Fan.

Now that War God Castle had been turned to dust, only one voice mattered in the martial arts world of

China—Chu Tianfan's.

The next day, when the first light of dawn illuminated the land, a passenger plane gradually took off

from Jianghai International Airport, soaring into the air with Adrune as its destination.

Aboard the flight were Ye Fan and his men, who were heading for Mount Chumen to disband Chu Sect

for good.

On top of that, he was going to arrange for Dragon God Hall to take over Mount Chumen.

At the end of the day, Chu Sect was still a powerful organization that had existed for more than a

thousand years. Replacing it was a massive endeavor that required Ye Fan's supervision.

Moreover, Ye Fan still had a personal matter to investigate on top of breaking up Chu Sect.

The majestic Mount Chumen towered over its surroundings.

Once upon a time, that mountain represented the seat of power in the martial arts world.

Now that Ye Fan had returned, he could feel a sense of relief and overwhelming emotion.

More than ten years ago, when he was in his teenage years, he had been toyed around like an insect

by the members of Chu Sect.

Unlike in the past, Mount Chumen was now at his mercy.

By the time Ye Fan arrived, the disciples of Chu Sect who had been released earlier had lined up in the

plaza, their heads hung low, typical of defeated soldiers at war.

Tang Xian, who had stayed back to hold the fort, had known that Chu Yuan had fallen.

Devastation filled him when he first learned of the matter, for he found Chu Yuan's loss unbelievable.

Old Master has been defeated.

“Impossible! There's no way is true!”

Tang Xian shook his head and screamed incessantly as if madness had taken over him.

Michael dashed up to Tang Xian and kicked him in the face.

“You old fogey, why are you still in denial at a time like this? Men, dragged him to the plaza!”

Michael, leading the warriors of his family, kicked the Tang family out.

Tang Xian, who was tied up at the plaza, had Chu Qitian for company.

Finally, the three families of Chu Sect had gathered at the Chu Sect plaza, their numbers in the

thousands.

The scene looked like a large-scale trial that awaited the arrival of one particular man.

Finally, the sound of footsteps rang out at the foot of Mount Chumen.

“He's here!” Michael yelled.

As everyone turned to look in the direction of the sound, they were greeted by the sight of a lanky

figure gradually ascending the path up the mountain.

With his lean physique and handsome face, he walked up the steps wearing a smirk.

Many years had passed since Chu Tianfan had stepped foot on Mount Chumen.

In contrast to his pathetic circumstances then, he had returned as a glorious ruler.

Upon reaching the peak of Mount Chumen, Ye Fan scanned the surroundings with a fearsome yet

profound look in his eyes.

Whenever his gaze fell upon them, the members of Chu Sect would look down subconsciously.

“You reap what you sow. For wreaking havoc and evil across the world, I, Chu Tianfan, order Chu Sect

to be disbanded from today onward! As for you, its disciples, you are to give up arms and be forbidden

from stepping into the martial arts world ever again. The management of Chu Sect's assets and forces

will be taken over by Dragon God Hall. Now that I have announced my decision, spread the news to

the global martial arts world!”

The moment Ye Fan's deep voice rumbled across every corner of Mount Chumen, tears flowed from

the thousands of followers who had gathered.

No one dared to utter a word or protest. Only the wails of sorrow reverberated in every direction.

Soon, following Ye Fan's order, the members who had spent their entire lives on Mount Chumen

gradually dispersed with their belongings.

Just like that, a huge organization met its end.

Having existed for more than a thousand years, it was now relegated to the annals of history.

Chu Zhengliang, who was sealed on Mount Chumen, couldn't help but shed tears at the scene before

him.

We have finally been defeated, and our sect has completely been destroyed.

Meanwhile, on another mountain summit, two figures were observing the scene from afar.

One of them was standing elegantly, her purple dress fluttering in the wind.

She was watching as her disciples and subordinates of the past trudged down Mount Chumen one by

one.

Unbeknownst to her, tears streamed down the corner of her eyes.

An era had ended just like that.

From that day onward, Tang Yun's position as head of Chu Sect would cease to exist.

“Yun, it's time for us to go.” Tang Rui's voice echoed beside her ear.

The disheartened Tang Yun acknowledged with a nod.

Thereafter, she left the sorrowful place together with her sister.