Boom!
Ye Fan's swing finally landed.
In the eyes of the crowd, the sky and the earth had disappeared. There was only the river of sword that cut through everything.
It was almost as if a meteorite had crashed into Earth.
The moment the sword and the finger touched, a terrifying wave rushed in all directions with the two men at its center.
Almost everything was overturned by the shockwave of the duo's attack.
The clouds were gone, and the ground shook.
The mountains within a thousand-meter radius were flattened, and the grass and the rocks were all gone.
While trying to avoid the storm that nearly destroyed the world, the people on Mount Yunding were still paying close attention to the battle.
“It's the final battle! The victory belongs to Chu Sect. The glory shall be Old Mr. Chu's!” Anderson said through gritted teeth.
Although they were all sure that Chu Yuan was undefeatable, they could not dismiss the slight chance of that being untrue.
Anderson and the other Chu Sect elders prayed hard for Chu Yuan to be the one with the last laugh.
“Die! Grandpa, you have to kill him!” Chu Qitian bellowed angrily as he stared at the battle up front.
It had been too long.
Chu Qitian had been holding back for too long.
He had been fighting with Ye Fan all these years, from when he was a youth until he was an adult.
Chu Qitian had never won against Ye Fan.
The defeats over the years were something Chu Qitian could not accept.
All he wanted was to take revenge for all of his defeats in this last battle.
He wished for nothing else but Ye Fan's death.
Time was ticking away, and in the faraway sky, the wild wind calmed down.
Everyone held their breath.
Ye Yuyan was nervous, and her entire body was shaking.
Xu Lei's palms were clammy with cold sweat.
Likewise, the people of Jiangdong were equally tense.
As a matter of fact, the members of Chu Sect were silent too.
Everyone was watching the faraway scene as their hearts pounded.
They were all looking forward to finding out the result of the battle, but they were also fearful—they anticipated the thrill of victory and feared their defeat.
Finally, the two figures reappeared on the horizon.
“W-Who won?”
“I-Is it a draw?”
After a long bout of silence, questioning and baffled voices sounded on Mount Yunding.
Both Ye Fan and Chu Yuan were still standing on the horizon, their clothes and hair billowing in the wind.
The onlookers were confused.
Just as they thought that it had ended in a draw, a shudder wracked Ye Fan's body.
Then blood spewed out of his mouth.
The crimson splash turned into droplets of red rain that fell from the sky.
On the other hand, weariness appeared on Chu Yuan's aged face.
However, he did not cough up any blood and did not seem visibly hurt.
He remained standing, his chest heaving as he gasped for air.
Soon, a prideful look crept onto his face.
“Hahaha! Chu Tianfan, it's over. From now on, there's no one in this world who will be in my way! Hahaha!”
Chu Yuan tilted his head back and laughed boisterously.
It was as if the feelings he had suppressed had finally found a way out of him.
Truth be told, Chu Yuan had never thought that the battle would be this tough.
He could not believe that an abandoned child like Chu Tianfan could force him to the brink of his limits.
In fact, for a moment, Chu Yuan was sure that he would lose.
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