Han Feiyang's words made everyone's heart tremble.
They never expected him to actually admit to Chen Nan's accusation.
Looking at Han Feipeng,
He was full of anger: "Chen Nan, you are the First God of War, yet you cast spells on mortals to extort confessions through torture?"
This remark stirred up a thousand waves.
It made many who supported Han Feipeng extremely angry.
They thought Chen Nan's methods were too despicable.
Even if Han Feiyang admitted Chen Nan's accusation, could such words be considered evidence?
Chen Nan chuckled: "It's just a True Words Spell, how can it be called torture to extort confessions?"
True Words Spell.
A small trick that can make people speak the truth.
Of course.
This small trick was exclusive to Chen Nan.
Because it was an immortal technique from the immortal realm.
Ordinary people could not perform it at all.
"Since you say you cannot convince the public, then let's do something big!"
Chen Nan pointed into the air.
A ray of rosy light entered Han Feiyang's brow. Read books.
Instantly.
Han Feiyang stood stunned.
The next second.
A ray of rosy light spread out from him in all directions.
Covering tens of thousands of people on the shore.
At the same moment.
Han Feiyang's memories were shared with everyone by Chen Nan.
Of course.
It was all his wicked memories.
Those memories flashed through everyone's minds like a slideshow.
Han Feipeng was also included.
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At this moment.
Whether it was the Huashan Sword Sect.
Shaolin.
The Nine Masters of the Jia Family.
Or Zhou Daoyuan.
A tremendous wave surged in their hearts.
The strength of a Mahayana stage expert was beyond doubt.
But they could not share memories with tens of thousands of people.
This method shocked them.
It was obvious.
Chen Nan's strength had risen too quickly.
So fast it was unbelievable.
However.
For those who came to aid Chen Nan.
Was this not a good thing?
At this moment.
Chen Nan's voice echoed through the heavens and earth: "I heard you reinstated the punishment of exterminating nine generations of relatives."
"So, considering Han Feipeng's actions."
"Exterminating three generations of relatives and eliminating the Han family, would that be enough?"
Tens of thousands of people on the shore were silent.
If according to the old law.
Han Feiyang would definitely be executed for so many crimes.
But.
Other members of the Han family would certainly not be implicated.
However, according to the new law, exterminating three generations of relatives was unavoidable.
Even if Han Feipeng was the third commander under Mo Yuan.
But.
The new law was proposed and popularized by the Cultivator Association.
And behind the Cultivator Association stood the four God of Wars.
This was Chen Nan's true purpose for this trip.
Either abolish the new law.
Or kill Han Feipeng.
This was his move against the Four God of Wars.
And the Cultivator Association.
It was the first battle!
Regardless of the outcome.
It was beneficial to Chen Nan.
At the same time.
Many people on the shore, as well as those watching the live broadcast, were moved to tears.
They now understood Chen Nan's intentions.
His real purpose was not to destroy the Han family.
He was using this as an entry point to oppose the new law proposed by the Four God of Wars.
He wanted to abolish the new law and restore the old system!
At this moment.
Many people had red-rimmed eyes.
Their bodies were covered in goosebumps.
They knew.
No matter where Chen Nan had been for the past two years.
He was still the same, caring about the common people.
No matter how powerful the enemy was.
He would protect the common people with his own abilities.
Taking the protection of the common people as his mission.
After all.
The new law felt like a giant stone pressing on the hearts of the common people.
Making it difficult for many to breathe.
Because in the face of the new law.
Ordinary people had no human rights to speak of.
They were merely tools for cultivators to enslave.
Han Feipeng was enraged: "Whether the Han family is guilty or not will naturally be investigated and judged by the Cultivator Association."
"What right do you have to be above the Cultivator Association?"
Chen Nan looked at the sky and murmured, "Is it not our duty as cultivators to act on behalf of heaven?"
"Then I shall see if you can kill me." Han Feipeng formed a hand seal, and the lake water beneath him immediately began to boil. Countless water droplets seemed to be weightless.
Under the astonished eyes of the crowd, they floated into the air.
Transforming into numerous water swords.
Although formed from water, they exuded a powerful sword energy.
After all.
The strength of a Mahayana stage expert was beyond doubt.
They were the ceiling of combat power in the cultivation world.
The sky full of sword energy surrounded Chen Nan from all directions.
Giving everyone a sense of immense pressure.
It also made Han Feipeng's fans' hearts race.
In their eyes, Chen Nan was about to be pierced by sword energy and turned into a honeycomb.
While those who cared about Chen Nan looked solemn.
Worrying for Chen Nan.
"Die!"
With a roar from Han Feipeng.
The sky full of sword energy tore through the sky and slashed towards Chen Nan from all directions simultaneously.
"Hmph!"
A hint of disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
With just a hum.
The sky full of sword energy instantly turned into water droplets and fell from the sky.
Like a torrential downpour.
"What?"
Han Feipeng was greatly shocked.
He did not expect Chen Nan to resolve his move so easily.
It was obvious.
Chen Nan's strength was above his.
However.
He was fearless, and a long sword appeared in his hand.
He directly charged at Chen Nan with the long sword.
At this moment.
He also knew why Chen Nan had provoked the Han family.
He wanted to oppose the new law proposed by the Cultivator Association.
So.
No matter what.
He had to kill him today.
"Die!"
The spiritual weapon flashed through the air.
Like a rainbow it reached Chen Nan.
Chen Nan gently flicked a finger.
Ding!
The long sword let out a pleasant sword cry.
And then the blade shattered.
Han Feipeng, the Third Commander of the Northern Territory, spat out blood and flew backward under the astonished gazes of everyone.
Countless people's scalps tingled.
They almost dropped their jaws.
That was the third strongest expert under Mo Yuan, the God of War of the Northern Territory.
He was the Third Commander with outstanding military achievements in the Northern Territory.
He even possessed a top-grade spiritual weapon.
But who would have thought.
Such a super expert was utterly helpless against Chen Nan?
Even his natal spiritual weapon was shattered by the opponent's finger!
The strength of the First God of War was truly well-deserved!
"You are in the late Mahayana stage?" Han Feipeng's face turned ashen.
In his opinion.
Chen Nan could shatter his long sword, so he must be at least in the late Mahayana stage.
Chen Nan: "Let's consider it that way."
Han Feipeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gritted his teeth: "Even if my Han family has done things that are an abomination to gods and men, I, Han Feipeng, am the Third Commander of the Northern Territory."
"The Cultivator Association will naturally intervene, and you have no right to judge."
Chen Nan: "What if I insist on judging?"
Han Feipeng subconsciously swallowed.
If Chen Nan really wanted to judge the Han family, he would not be able to resist with his strength.
Without warning.
The white clouds in the sky converged into a giant human face, and then an old, deep voice rang out: "Little friend Chen Nan, Han Feipeng is a commander under my command, with great military achievements."
"Although the crimes committed by his clansmen are unforgivable, they should not be imposed on him."
"Give me some face and spare his life, how about it?"
At this moment.
Countless people erupted.
They recognized the voice of Mo Yuan, the God of War of the Northern Territory.
Chen Nan slowly looked up at the sky and asked politely, "Who do you think you are?"