Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

A long silence ensued.

The moment Chu Yuan's head dropped to the ground, it was as though time itself had frozen.

Everyone was stunned as they stared at the headless body.

Suddenly, Mount Yunding fell into an indescribable quietness.

“Old Mr. Chu... is dead?”

The Chu Sect fighters were rooted in place, a dazed expression on their countenance as an unspeakable fear dawned on them.

That feeling was akin to seeing the tree they had been relying on finally collapse.

The people who Chu Yuan had been protecting for decades were, at that moment, exposed to the world.

A sense of loss, apprehension, disbelief, sorrow, and all sorts of emotions flooded into the hearts of the Chu Sect members nearly instantaneously.

“Grandpa!” Chu Qitian screamed as he fell to his knees. We lost! First, it was me. Then, it was Dad. And now, it's Grandpa. All three generations of the Chu family were felled by Ye Fan single-handedly! I'm now a prisoner, Dad is still sealed at Mount Chumen, and Grandpa, who suffered the worst fate out of us three, was beheaded!

“I guess this is how a hero of a generation dies. Chu Yuan had it coming, but it's still a shame.” King of Fighters and Sword Saint couldn't help but release a long sigh after spacing out for a while.

King Folo and Ye Qingtian were similarly feeling quite conflicted.

While they were relieved Chu Yuan was dead, they weren't all that joyous.

After all, those in Ye Qingtian's generation grew up listening to Chu Yuan's legends.

For a very long time, Ye Qingtian and the others saw Chu Yuan as a goal to strive for and a figure to defeat.

Chu Yuan was a legendary, heroic figure who ruled over the global martial arts world for decades. He was undoubtedly the symbol of a bygone age and an existence that people revered.

With his death, his venerable era had come to an end.

“From today onward, martial artists from all around the globe will forever remember one person's name—Chu Tianfan. Congratulations, young man. Your age has arrived.” The bloodied Ye Qingtian, leaning back against a huge stone, stared at the slender figure in front of him. I'm sad but also glad. I'm mournful that I and the others have indeed grown old and that our era has passed. From today onward, the world is now in the hands of the younger generation like Ye Fan. On the other hand, I'm happy for Ye Fan for his achievements. Back then, when Ye Fan had only started showing himself in Jiangdong, he was the subject of many criticisms and controversies. There was even a short period when War God Castle saw him as a threat to national safety and wanted to kill him. Yet, a downtrodden man like him kept on climbing higher and higher until he was powerful enough to chop off the head of Chu Sect's leader. His battle today saved not only China but also the global martial arts world.

Master actually did it.” Moon God, whose dress was drenched in blood, teared

forward, she wanted

Lei arrived by Ye Fan's side

arms, hugged him, and smiled through her tears. “We won, Ye Fan.

everyone in the crowd, she knew him

a disowned child of the Chu family, to Mr. Chu of Jiangdong, then finally, to the slayer of Chu

all of

had suffered and how

joy. Ye Fan's friends and family in Jiangdong, members of Dragon

“Hahaha!”

“We won!”

“Ye Fan is awesome!”

“Victory is ours!”

of joy and laughter were heard all

hugged each other.

that war was relishing their

all the emotions that had been bottled

were aware of just how cruel the war

but hope

Yun made her way onto

many twists and turns. Despair was

mentally exhausted after experiencing

that ride had been,

gleeful crowd to the crying Xu Lei in

you before that I'm invincible, silly,”

though saying that sentence had drained all of his energy, he paled and collapsed in

body trembled as he spat out mouthfuls of

long and hard-fought, after all. His body was ultimately

of Yunyang had replenished his strength, it had not actually healed his

and Mist Sword Technique

with a vengeance once

he was, he couldn't hold all of it back