"Don't worry. Since you are so cooperative, what I said before will naturally stand. But the two of them are not as lucky as you." Zhuo Yifan nodded, and then looked at the other two lying in the snow.
The master of the Long family explained with a sneer.
"You...are you going to turn them into puppets?" Zhao Ting asked with his eyes widened.
"Do you think what I said before was to scare you? Of course, it doesn't have to be too much trouble. All I need is a puppet. It will be more convenient for you to take me in later. I can disguise myself as another person.
After controlling the aura, I guarantee that no one will notice it!" Zhuo Yifan explained very confidently.
Zhao Ting swallowed hard and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. He knew that there was no other way for him to go except to follow Zhuo Yifan's instructions.
Zhuo Yifan did not take care of Zhao Ting anymore, but carefully looked at the things Zhao Ting wrote and drew in his hand, then handed them directly to Xie Dongting and said: "You also have a look, and then sort it out a little bit."
, draw it more clearly!”
"I am here to be your little brother!" Xie Dongting shook his head in confusion, but took the pen and paper and began to examine it.
Zhuo Yifan turned around and came to one of the late-stage congenital masters who was still unconscious. After tapping his finger on the back of the man's neck, the man quickly woke up.
At first, the man's reaction was the same as Zhao Ting's. He jumped up from the ground as if he was frightened. But then he felt a strong pressure restraining his feet, making him unable to move at all.
"Are you Zhuo Yifan? You... Mr. Supervisor, what is going on?" The man stared at Zhuo Yifan in horror, but when his eyes glanced at Zhao Ting aside, he showed even more surprise.
He asked with a look on his face.
Zhao Ting frowned, with helplessness written on his face. Although this man was his subordinate, he could not protect himself in this situation. Naturally, he could not care about the old brotherhood anymore and could only choose to remain silent.
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Zhuo Yifan didn't give the man a chance to speak again. He just ducked in front of him, raised his arms, and tapped directly on both sides of the shoulder blades on his chest. The man suddenly calmed down from his panic.
Then his expression became numb. Finally, he closed his eyes slowly and seemed to have passed out.
Zhuo Yifan pushed the man directly to the ground and asked him to sit on the ground, then directly touched his back with one hand. The fire spirit energy in his body, along with the operation of "Derived Jue", was directly input
into his body.
In less than a minute, Zhuo Yifan withdrew his outstretched arm, took a few steps back, and sat cross-legged in the snow, entering a state similar to cultivation. But at this time, Zhuo Yifan
Yifan was more like a monk chanting sutras, his mouth kept opening and closing slightly, mumbling something vaguely.
This fourth level of "Derived Art" not only has the effect of helping ordinary people wash away their essence, but also has many other mysteries. This soul-breaking chapter is the most important one. It can use itself to inject into other people's bodies.
The true energy, combined with the mental formulas of the Broken Soul Chapter, is used to drive the parties involved to use it for their own use. It is absolutely 100% loyal and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a puppet.
About five minutes later, Zhuo Yifan stopped chanting the curse, slowly opened his eyes, and stood up from the snow.