I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1296 - Chapter 1296 Chapter 588 Sacred Decree

Chapter 1296: Chapter 588: Sacred Decree Chapter 1296: Chapter 588: Sacred Decree Facing Wei Hanyuan’s questioning, Cao Jinyu merely stretched out a finger and lightly tapped, and the chillingly cold ice coffin dispersed into the air, revealing the stunned Ying Yan inside.

“Master Wei, there’s no need to be agitated. Just now, it was merely an illusion without any techniques. I, the Commander, merely wanted to hear the truth. If this young brother’s answer remains the same as before, then I shall turn around and leave!”

The powerful elites of the Beast Taming Sect from the Cao Family explaining to Wei Hanyuan, besides giving face to Martial Saint Mountain, was also an acknowledgment of this Great Arbitrator.

In the field, quite a few could see that he deployed an illusion technique, and even a few had foreseen it, but it was Wei Hanyuan who first intervened.

Others had more or less some concerns, such as their own identity or the gap in cultivation levels.

This type of situational judgment might seem astute in the eyes of ordinary people, but from Cao Jinyu’s perspective as someone who has stepped onto the other shore, this astuteness would make their journey to kingship a thousand times harder.

Only those who truly accept themselves with sincerity can ascend to the other shore, and from what can be seen now, the grandmaster in this field most likely to breakthrough is probably this one.

For a future Human King, Cao Jinyu could still afford a measure of respect.

Having accepted Commander Cao’s explanation, Wei Hanyuan stepped aside, allowing the young man affected by the illusion to come forward.

After nodding with a smile to thank the elderly man in green robes, Cao Jinyu asked the stunned young man, “Where is the origin of the Ying Clan?”

“The Ancient Han Family.”

“Why change your name and surname?”

“The enemy’s power is too great.”

“What was your purpose in joining the Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion?”

“To study pharmacology, medical scriptures, and…”

Suddenly, Ying Yan’s expression became very pained, as if he were suffering from some emotional trauma, his hands covering his chest, his facial features tightly furrowed together.

The crowd couldn’t help but direct their gaze towards Cao Jinyu, thinking he had used some technique again.

However, Cao Jinyu knew clearly that the time he had applied the technique was too short, and it was really difficult to completely control a martial artist from the Fierce Realm.

Simply put, an illusion technique is a technique that uses Spiritual Power to affect the Sea of Consciousness and induce illusions; a refined illusion can feel incredibly real.

Whether it’s time, space, or the perceptions of sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, and mind, all feel exceedingly vivid, but that doesn’t mean it’s without flaws.

Because to induce illusions, the most important condition is that the Sea of Consciousness must remain active; people who are completely unconscious or have lost consciousness cannot be affected by an illusion technique, so to some extent, those under an illusion are conscious, and this consciousness is the capital for resistance.

The Ten-thousand-year Glance illusion technique has such a grand reputation because the illusion it creates is exceedingly robust and real, and the duration of effect is extremely long.

With Cao Jinyu’s cultivation, even some well-known martial artists from the Fierce Realm couldn’t resist and would be lost in it, yet this young man who had just entered the Fierce Realm was resisting so fiercely, even attempting to break free from the illusion.

Although Wei Hanyuan did intervene, it also demonstrated that this young man’s talent was exceptionally rare and his nature exceedingly resilient, no wonder he could surpass disciples from various sects in Longzhou and take the first place.

But this, it’s still far from enough.

Cao Jinyu’s pupils once again transformed into vortices, stabilizing the illusion technique that was on the verge of shattering, regaining control over Ying Yan.

Lowering his hands that were pressed against his chest, the young man revealed a relieved smile.

Continuing the earlier topic, Cao Jinyu said, “Now that the Han Family has successfully restored its reign, returning to the pinnacle of Zhongzhou’s holy land, what does King Ying plan to do with the remnants of the Three Realms Holy Land?”

Creating another illusion, Cao Jinyu dragged Ying Yan into another timeline, showing him the scene he most desired to see.

At that time, Ying Yan had become a Saint King-level powerhouse, leading the Ying Clan to crush the Three Realms Holy Land, revered as the highest Saint Lord of the Han Family.

In this scene, Ying Yan, the blood-stained Saint King, was sitting on the shattered throne of the Divine Court, looking down at the dense captives of the Three Realms Holy Land.

Among them were the An Clan disciples with bloodied, broken wings, the Buddhist Country Novices with shattered golden bodies, and the Cao Family beast masters with their soul beasts annihilated.

They had been defeated, all kneeling at Ying Yan’s feet, like fish on the chopping block, waiting for his judgment.

The millennium of humiliation had finally been swept away, the name of the Han Family echoing through the skies of Xiehe.

So, how should this humble one deal with the remnants of the Three Realms Holy Land?

On the main peak platform of Martial Saint Mountain, the young Ying Yan furrowed his brows, deep in thought.

The masters around Martial Saint Mountain were staring at him intently, their expressions of bated breath seeming even more solemn than the decision-maker’s.

After a long while, Ying Yan’s brows relaxed, and he spoke in a deep voice like a true Saint King, “A thousand years ago, Saint Han went to Dragon Island to challenge the Dragon King but was betrayed by the An Clan, resulting in the destruction of our clan’s land. Over the past thousand years, our clan changed its name and surname so that one day we could retrieve our former glory and return the humiliation we have endured, twofold to these despicable beings!”

“Now our clan has returned to the zenith of Zhongzhou, but this great battle has also left Zhongzhou a thousand miles barren, and its people unable to sustain their lives. It is time to stop this endless cycle of hatred and killing!”

The people of Bifang Mountain, hearing this, all breathed a sigh of relief, especially the masters from the Bu Family and the lord of Bifang Mountain, who even revealed a slight smile on their faces.

When will this cycle of endless retaliation end, letting hatred grow wildly only leads to an endless cycle of slaughter. Only a true wise man can lead them out of this never-ending tragedy.

Ying Yan, being able to restrain his desire for revenge at a time of advantage and ending the great enmity between the Three Realms Holy Land and the Han Family on the spot, undoubtedly made for the best conclusion.

Indeed, a thousand years ago, it was the Three Realms Holy Land who wronged the Han Family, and what Ying Yan sought in his illusion dream was nothing more than to return to Zhongzhou and restore their family name. How could that be deemed excessive?

Just when everyone thought that Ying Yan, who had achieved a hard-won victory in the great battle, would order the captives of the Three Realms Holy Land to be treated well and to rebuild the order of Zhongzhou.

Suddenly, the young man’s tone shifted, his expression turning stern as he coldly ordered, “By my decree, execute all captives of the Three Realms Holy Land on the spot, exterminate their families, and burn the Buddhist Scripture Collection, Beast Taming Mysterious Technique, and Divine Court Changing Scroll, declaring them forbidden techniques!”

“To eradicate evil completely, assemble the Slaughter Immortal Army into thirty-six patrols to search for the remnants of the Buddhist Country, Divine Court, and Beast Taming Sect hiding in the Spirit Realm, giving them no chance to catch their breath!”

As the young man issued his resolute decrees, the summit of Bifang Mountain fell so silent you could hear a pin drop, even the expressions of the two disciples of Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion who had escorted Ying Yan here turned terribly grim, not to mention others.

Now, gentlemen, you understand why the Commander is making such a fuss.

Cao Jinyu did not speak, but each person there interpreted the look in his eyes.

If the moment ago, the merciful and invincible Ying Yan had captured everyone’s hearts, these two decrees had utterly squandered all the goodwill he had just gained.

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