2369 Catch them all in one net (1)
The middle-aged cultivator felt as if his skull had exploded. It was as if countless bugs had burrowed into his skull and were constantly stirring and gnawing at his brain.
The pain was worse than death. It was the cruelest torture in the world.
He wailed and tried to struggle, but he soon realized that it was completely ineffective.
The thick vines were like a steel cage, firmly imprisoning him, making it impossible for him to move an inch.
Under such circumstances, he could only passively endure the pain, allowing the metal spider-like thing to stab its sharp claws into the skin between his eyebrows and then through his skull.
Like a plant taking root and sprouting, the metal threads spread through the brain, controlling certain areas of the brain that determined life and death.
These areas were extremely sensitive, and the slightest damage could be fatal. It could be said that the middle-aged cultivator's life was no longer in his own hands.
When the last metal thread entered the predetermined position and wrapped around the nerves, the entire control process was completed.
The gem on the controller began to glow, indicating that the control was complete.
Even the best doctors could not complete such a delicate surgery in such a short time.
This was especially so when the completed product was only the size of a thumb. This made the difficulty level increase exponentially. Under normal circumstances, it was almost impossible.
However, considering the origin of the controller, everything became natural, even somewhat insignificant.
The value of the storage equipment alone could completely crush this controller, not to mention the many more powerful items.
The middle-aged cultivator who was being controlled became like a puppet with a dazed expression.
He could neither live nor die.
The only thing that he couldn't control was his eyes, which were filled with unspeakable fear. He was standing still at the same place only because his body was being controlled.
Tang Zhen did not allow him to move. In that case, even if the train were to crash into him, he would definitely not be able to move an inch.
this thing is quite interesting. I feel like I can kill this middle-aged cultivator with a single thought!
Tang Zhen secretly sighed in his heart. He wanted to test it, but he was worried that he would play the middle-aged cultivator to death.
The seemingly powerful middle-aged cultivator was as fragile as a piece of paper to the current Tang Zhen.
However, there was no problem with a simple test, and it was a good opportunity to give the middle-aged cultivator a warning.
With this thought in mind, Tang Zhen stared at the middle-aged cultivator as an evil smile appeared on his face.
In the blink of an eye, the vines that had wrapped around the middle-aged cultivator had all retreated. He stood alone in the pit, still unable to move.
Following a thought from Tang Zhen, the middle-aged cultivator's eyes bulged out as though they were about to jump out at any moment.
His muscles were visibly twitching violently, and bean-sized beads of sweat were dripping down. He was clearly suffering indescribable pain.
Creak creak creak creak creak.
The middle-aged cultivator's mouth made a violent grinding sound, as if his teeth had been crushed.
However, even though this was the case, his body still did not move an inch. This was because Tang Zhen did not allow him to move.
"You see, from now on, your life and death will be completely in my control.
If I want you to live, you will live. If I want you to die, you will die. It only takes a thought.
If you don't want to choke yourself to death or swallow your saliva, then you'd better be obedient. Otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead!"
Tang Zhen's voice was stern and cold when he spoke. It was as if a slave owner was reprimanding his own slave.
As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged cultivator collapsed to the ground like a boneless mud.
"If you're not dead, then quickly stand up. I still have a lot of things to do. If you don't get up, then you'll be lying here forever!"
After hearing Tang Zhen's words, the middle-aged cultivator immediately struggled to his feet. He was afraid that he would continue to endure the torture from before.
That feeling was worse than death, and he didn't want to experience it a second time.
"So, what do you want me to do?"
The middle-aged cultivator's voice was hoarse. It was obvious that he was gritting his teeth and holding on. It seemed that once he lost his breath, he would immediately collapse to the ground.
Although it was extremely painful, the middle-aged cultivator gritted his teeth and endured it. It was enough to show that this person had a strong will.
If it wasn't for his bad luck, he might have made great achievements in the future.
However, now that it had fallen into Tang Zhen's hands, only the heavens would know what the future would be like.
After seeing the middle-aged cultivator's performance, Tang Zhen chuckled and nodded. He did not care whether the middle-aged cultivator hated him or not. He only needed to know that the middle-aged cultivator did not dare to disobey his orders.
"The thing I want you to do is to turn your fellow disciples into companions and then mine for me together.
If you do a good job, I will reward you. If you mess this up, you should know the consequences."
After hearing Tang Zhen's words, the middle-aged cultivator nodded his head. After which, he turned around and walked towards the edge of the forest.
Tang Zhen could tell with a single glance that this fellow was prepared to continue leading the way for his companions. However, this time around, he was not hoping for their help. Instead, he was pulling them into the water.
Tang Zhen was naturally very satisfied with the middle-aged cultivator's tactfulness. Therefore, he followed behind him unhurriedly.
I'll lure them out now. I hope master can cooperate with me and control them all.
The middle-aged cultivator recognized the situation and actually took the initiative to call Tang Zhen master.
Although he felt that this form of address was a little strange, Tang Zhen did not care. It was just a form of address and could not explain anything.
After confirming that he was under Tang Zhen's control and had no way of escaping, the middle-aged cultivator betrayed his teammate without any hesitation.
The cultivator in the short-coat who was leading the old woman and the others to find the path was overjoyed when he suddenly received a message from the middle-aged cultivator.
The cultivator in the short-coat was worried and didn't leave after walking around for a long time. He didn't expect to contact the middle-aged cultivator again.
What the cultivator in the short coat and the others didn't expect was that what awaited them ahead wasn't a treasure, but a trap that had been prepared for them.
It didn't take long for the young man in the suit to be the first to be hit. He was tied up firmly by the vines and then dragged in front of Tang Zhen and the other man.
Seeing Tang Zhen and the middle-aged cultivator standing together, the young man in the suit revealed a trace of doubt and shock on his face. Just as he was about to speak, Tang Zhen had already casually thrown out the controller.
He had been observing the situation in the forest. He did not have a good impression of the cunning young man in the suit.
The young man in the suit looked at the controller flying towards him and instinctively wanted to Dodge, but his body was tied up tightly and he could not move at all.
With a shrill cry that sounded like a pig being slaughtered, the young man was directly controlled by the controller, and the shrieking sound stopped abruptly.
The appearance of such a situation meant that the young man in the suit was already under control. As long as he didn't want to die, he had to listen to Tang Zhen's commands unconditionally.
If he was unwilling, Tang Zhen could completely erase his consciousness and treat him like a walking corpse.
Other than not being able to think independently, nothing else was affected. He was simply the most obedient assistant and follower.
The middle-aged cultivator lowered his voice and explained the situation briefly. Then, he ignored the young man in the suit.
After knowing his situation, the young man in the suit looked desperate and hated the middle-aged cultivator to the core.
However, in the blink of an eye, he began to cooperate with the middle-aged cultivator and attacked the remaining black-clothed woman and the others.
Not long after, this group of fellow disciples, including the old woman, had all fallen into Tang Zhen's hands.
