The other eight Foundation Establishment cultivators felt their scalps go numb!
A colossal wave of shock rose in their hearts!
Based on strength alone, the eight of them combined might not be able to harm Chen Nan!
Let alone the fact that he possessed nine spirit artifacts!
Kill him?
Heh!
They wished they could!
But their strength didn't allow it!
Without further thought, the nine individuals swiftly fled towards the south!
"Run?"
"Too late, isn't it!"
Chen Nan's eyes gleamed with astonishing killing intent. He said to Li Mu, "Cover your ears!"
"Finally, I get to witness the divine might of Jiuqu!!!" Li Mu's eyes burned with fervor. Jiuqu was a gift from him to Chen Nan. While he knew Jiuqu was powerful, he was unsure of its true extent.
Chen Nan formed a hand seal: "Shen Shang!"
Whoosh!
Under Chen Nan's control, Jiuqu transformed into streaks of afterimages, flying towards the direction where Tong Lan and the others were escaping!
The nine flying swords tore through the void, plucking the emptiness like lute strings, playing a soul-piercing, scalp-tingling melody!
"Ah!"
The fleeing nine instantly clutched their heads and fell to the ground!
The sound emitted by Jiuqu was inescapable, deeply stimulating their souls!
It felt as though countless crawling insects had pried open their skulls, attempting to slip through the gaps and enter their minds, devouring their brains!
This pain was extreme!
It was beyond words to describe!
Chen Nan formed another hand seal: "Duan Hun!"
The nine flying swords soared into the sky, tearing through the void, emitting an even more piercing melody!
Visible, tangible sound waves merged with the void, spreading through the air and engulfing the nine individuals!
The moment they were engulfed, streams of blood mist spurted from all nine orifices of each person!
Even the so-called cultivator at the perfected Foundation Establishment stage couldn't resist Chen Nan's attack!
In an instant, the nine perished, their souls dispersed!
"This is too damn powerful!" Li Mu swallowed hard, his heart in turmoil!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Jiuqu returned to Chen Nan's body. He lit a cigarette and casually said, "Jiuqu's greatest strength isn't just the nine flying swords, but the spatial fluctuations generated when they tear through space!"
"These spatial fluctuations can affect those in the same space!"
Li Mu suddenly understood, "So that's how it is!"
Chen Nan: "You understand?"
Li Mu scoffed, "Don't underestimate my comprehension! Do you think you're the only genius in the world?"
"Actually, I was just making that up!" Chen Nan walked towards the distant corpses!
"Making it up?" Li Mu's mouth twitched. You truly are something else!
Pfft!
Pfft!
Pfft!
Chen Nan, with a cigarette in his mouth, held the Gentleman's Sword!
He swung it down, one after another!
Nine bloody heads appeared on the ground!
"Do me a favor and have someone deliver these nine heads to the Fan family!"
Chen Nan took a puff of his cigarette, "If Fan Zhigang sees these heads, he'll rush here overnight and arrive at Uncle Xie's mourning hall before eight tomorrow."
Li Mu shook his head helplessly, pitying the Fan family.
Who did you offend? Why must you offend this Chen Nan?
Hopefully, you'll be sensible and obediently come to mourn in sackcloth and ashes!
Otherwise, the Fan family of Bingcheng might disappear from the world!
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Three AM!
Fan Zhigang sat in his study, smoking as if exhaling clouds.
In the past, he would have been asleep by ten at night.
But tonight, he found it hard to fall asleep.
Although he knew that nine Foundation Establishment cultivators would surely succeed with ease, he still felt a vague sense of unease in his heart.
Knock, knock, knock!
Someone knocked on the study door. The butler entered with a grim expression, tinged with fear. "Master, something has happened!"
Fan Zhigang frowned, "What is it?"
The butler swallowed nervously and said, "Please come out and see for yourself!"
Fan Zhigang rose and followed the butler to the front of the Fan family mansion.
At this moment, nine wooden boxes were lined up before them!
Seeing these nine wooden boxes, Fan Zhigang's heart trembled violently!
Why nine wooden boxes?
Especially when he saw the blood seeping from the bottom of the boxes, it deeply stimulated his soul!
"Open them, hurry and open them!"
Fan Zhigang roared in exasperation!
"Yes..."
The butler fearfully opened the wooden boxes!
Boom!
Seeing the bloody heads inside the wooden boxes!
Fan Zhigang felt as though he had been struck by lightning!
These were all the Fan family's venerated guests!
He never dreamed that these nine individuals, acting together, would all perish at Chen Nan's hands!
And that their heads would be sent back to the Fan family in such a manner!
This was a provocation to the Fan family's dignity and bottom line!
"Dad, what's wrong?"
Fan Ruyan, hearing the commotion, arrived.
When she saw the nine bloody, unseeing heads!
Her pupils revealed an unconcealed shock!
But even more so was her confusion: "Dad, didn't you say these people were masters? If so, why were they killed by Chen Nan?"
Fan Zhigang's face was ashen. "We underestimated Chen Nan's strength!"
"He is more powerful than we imagined!"
"Otherwise, the nine venerated guests wouldn't have met such a tragic end at his hands!"
Fan Ruyan swallowed repeatedly!
At this moment!
She finally realized Chen Nan's terror!
If she had known this earlier, she would never have dared to make an enemy of Chen Nan!
And now!
The Fan family had no retreat!
"Dad, what should we do?" Fan Ruyan asked anxiously!
Fan Zhigang took a deep breath and said through clenched teeth, "Chen Nan's strength is indeed formidable, but our Fan family has a Golden Core stage cultivator guarding us!"
"All below Golden Core are ants!"
"As long as Chen Nan dares to come, he will never return!"
Hearing this, Fan Ruyan's fear subsided somewhat!
The power of a Golden Core stage cultivator was beyond mortal comprehension!
Even if Chen Nan could kill nine Foundation Establishment cultivators, what of it?
Time slowly passed.
Although the Fan family had a Golden Core stage cultivator guarding them, the news of all the Foundation Establishment venerated guests being killed cast a shadow and oppressive atmosphere over the vast Fan family.
To the point where no one spoke during breakfast.
"Chen Nan killed more than ten of our family's venerated guests. Everyone knows about this, right?" Fan Zhigang looked at the dozen or so family members in the dining room. "This person is like a mad dog; no one knows what methods he possesses!"
"And he even said that if we don't go to pay respects to Xie Qiang in sackcloth and ashes before eight o'clock, he will kill one of our family members every half hour!"
"Therefore, call your children and have them all return to the family!"
He was afraid Chen Nan would harm their family members!
Returning home would allow them to avoid danger!
Just then!
The grand clock chimed eight melodious times!
Like the death knell, it struck like the harbinger of doom.
Unexplainably, the atmosphere in the hall became bizarre.
And at this moment, the second son, Fan Zhiwei, received a mysterious phone call and exclaimed, "What? You kidnapped my son?"