Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

The chilly breeze in the autumn rain gushed through the corpses and remnants outside War God Castle.

Tang Hao's body had vanished into thin air after he self-destructed. Everything around him had turned into ruins.

Sword Saint and King of Fighters walked out and stood before War God Castle. Upon noticing how ravaged the sacred ground of the martial arts world was, they were overwhelmed by sorrow and guilt.

They blamed themselves for not being able to safeguard this place.

Peace was restored in the chaotic Mount Yan as the King of Fighters and Sword Saint walked out of the building.

Upon seeing the two men coming in their direction, the martial artists, who were still putting up a fight, started bursting into tears.

They bowed before Sword Saint and King of Fighters and said, “Heavenly Grandmaster is gone...”

“He sacrificed himself to protect us...”

Countless martial artists started tearing up and explained what happened to the two.

Sword Saint and King of Fighters were exceptionally calm because they were aware of it.

They looked at all the martial artists who survived the ordeal and gave them a faint smile. “Don't be too hard on yourself. Heavenly Grandmaster was the pillar of China. It was his duty to safeguard all martial artists, and he was passionate about it.”

“He lived an extraordinary life and had sacrificed his life for a great cause. To die for what he was passionate about is a blessing, don't you think?” Sword Saint said in a calm voice as if he was an elderly wise man with a wealth of life experience.

At that moment, Chu Sect fighters had made their way to the castle's entrance.

The leader of the bunch was Anderson, an elder from Chu Sect. While Tang Xian was the head of elders, Anderson was second-in-command.

The person in charge of today's mission to destruct War God Castle was Anderson.

When they arrived at the castle's entrance, Anderson raised his hand and stopped his men from advancing.

He stood in front of the castle, glared at Sword Saint and King of Fighters, and laughed haughtily. “Tang Hao is dead—the pillar of China has collapsed. The collapse of War God Castle marks the end of China. It's all over now!”

“Stop putting up a fight. It's not too late to raise the white flag.” Anderson stared at them condescendingly as if a victor was looking down on the losers.

To Anderson, China's heyday was over. What he said was actually true to a certain extent.

He turned to Sword Saint and continued, “Honestly speaking, I thought it would be difficult to take War God Castle down since China likes to boast of its five thousand years of martial arts history.”

and we even did it in the absence of Ms. Tang. Do you still

his sarcasm, Anderson did speak from the bottom of

the

not involved in the war, but Chu Sect also

managed to defeat

people were no match for Chu

so full of yourself. You've only defeated War God Castle but not the entire Chinese martial arts world. We've been around for several thousands of years. We might not have someone powerful now, but ten or twenty years

avenge us and crush Chu Sect. He'll lead China's martial arts world to a greater height!” Sword Saint said with great determination and a hard glint in

to protect the country, but he believed the new

mirthless laugh. “Dream on! Now that we've gotten War God Castle out of the way, we'll start exterminating the entire martial arts world in China, and this will mark the end of

crushed Sword Saint's and his men's spirit

Saint cussed, “You

sword and charged

Fighters, too, brandished his sword and ran toward the Chu Sect

martial artists also launched an attack on their

wits' end now. Today will be their

and

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

instructions, his men

hands and

a terrifying aura

like floodwaters, inundating the peak

recognized the formation. It was the Cloud Sun Immortal Army that Chu Family Protectors used when Ye Fan attacked

swept across

Even if they combined forces now,

exuded their combined power using Cloud

Sword Saint and King of Fighters, sending them flying and

Saint and King of Fighters. “Let me ask you one last time—are you two willing to

voice rumbled over Mount Yan, and his body dwelled in the light. It was

had given Sword Saint and King of

smirked with their blood-stained lips and burst

think a powerful nation

Fighters would rather die than give in to

then. If that's your decision,