The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

Feeling Ye Huan's indecision and indecision, Chen Fan finally decided to give Ye Huan the last strong medicine, he wanted to let Ye Huan backlog deep in his heart, and his desire for power was released.

"Now regardless of whether your son was killed by me or not, I will ask you, if Ye Lingchen is not dead, who will be the head of the Patriarch after treating your father for a hundred years in the future?"

"This time, Ye Lingchen is dead, you have lost your heir, and your younger brother Ye Sheng is also staring at the position of Patriarch. If Chen Fan didn't show up, you ask yourself, how many lifetimes would you get such a good opportunity?"

"Also, don't tell me that as the eldest son, you haven't considered becoming the Patriarch of the Ye Family who is more than ten thousand people. After all, in this world, who doesn't want to wake up to the power of the world and be drunk on the knees of a beauty?"

"My appearance is just to clear the obstacles for you and bring you one step closer to the position you dreamed of. There is only one opportunity. Whether you can grasp it or not is up to you!"

After speaking a long paragraph, Chen Fan sat back in the chair and handed everything to Ye Huan. The other party finally made up his mind after pondering for a long time.

"Within a year, can you guarantee it?"

After receiving Chen Fan's affirmative answer, Ye Huan finally showed a cruel touch on his face. With a wave of his hand, he immediately killed the two dead men around him under the raging spiritual power.

Then he chose the corpse of one of them who was slightly similar to Chen Fan, destroyed his appearance, and put it in a storage bag.

"Today you are dead, I will take the body back to the Patriarch, remember your and I promise, within a year, help me as the Patriarch!"

At this moment, Ye Huan no longer concealed his ambition, and there was a vague look of ferocity and excitement in his scarlet pupils.

For so many years, he has been enduring, enduring his father, enduring his own son.

Because the better his son is, the farther he will be from the pinnacle of power is destined. After his father is a hundred years old, the next Patriarch will definitely be Ye Lingchen.

To be honest, after learning about Ye Lingchen's death, Ye Huan was the happiest person, because he knew that he had lost a competitor.

In fact, today, it was not Chen Fan who awakened Ye Huan's desire for power, but Chen Fan's long-buried ambition of Ye Huan and unearthed it.

In this way, the two who had reached a cooperation had to part with each other, and Ye Huan was the first to leave the camp. At this time, the rain outside had gradually stopped.

He just stood there and was silent for a long time, and said quietly to Chen Fan without looking back: "I hope you... don't kill him at that time, just abolish the cultivation base. I want him to watch it with my own eyes. How to raise the status of Ye Family in the future to a higher level!"

After saying a word, Ye Huan immediately flew into the air and disappeared into the sky, while Chen Fan looked at the back of the other party, mocking the corners of his mouth.

Power is like a wall that bans the world.

Those in power stand on top of the wall, looking into the distance, and spare no effort to prevent latecomers from occupying their positions.

While ordinary people look to power, they are also willing to replace those on the wall at any price.

Throughout the ages, things have changed, and power matters are nothing more than these few things.

But even if you really step on the wall, what can you do?

Looking into the distance, what can be seen is nothing more than another taller and wider wall.

For a long time, Chen Fan didn't care much about power. He didn't want to be a mediocre wall climber.

Just as Mr. Jiang said at the beginning, Chen Fan's ambitions were too big, and it was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Facing the wall of power, what Chen Fan wanted was to stand in the air and look down on the wall climbers!