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Chapter 99 Control [Part Six]

"Fang Chan, what are you doing?"

Seeing Fang Chan's actions.

Fang Mushang behind him frowned and said coldly.

Fang Du, standing to the side, also looked puzzled.

He didn't understand what the other person had seen, even though he and this woman didn't get along very well.

But after so many years of getting to know each other, I have some understanding of each other's personalities.

Moreover, someone who has cultivated to the Bone Tempering Realm must have experienced battles and cannot be a coward.

But why does this look like I've seen a ghost?!

however.

next second.

Fang Chan did not speak.

Then they took another step back.

This time.

This also allowed the two people behind him to see who was at the door.

At the same time, I understood why Fang Chan had such a strong reaction.

Standing at the door was a young man with effeminate features, shirtless, revealing smooth muscle lines.

As a martial artist at the Bone Tempering Realm, his memory is naturally far superior to that of ordinary people. Even if he only glances at something briefly, he can remember it clearly.

It's impossible for them to admit their mistake.

This person is none other than [someone else].

It was the same top male model who had been killed by Fang Chan earlier.

The winding, dried bloodstains on the other side were still there.

But how could that be? The person's body was clearly still on the ground.

Thinking this way.

The three of them couldn't help but glance at the ground in front of where Fang Chan had just been sitting.

however.

It was empty; the corpse had vanished, leaving only a grayish-brown plush carpet in its wake.

However, the few streaks of blood on it proved that someone had indeed been lying there.

But when?

The body vanished right before their eyes, reappeared outside the door, and knocked on their door again.

"Hello, I am number one————"

At this moment, the man spoke with a smile.

It was as if he hadn't seen the three people's reaction.

--puff!

The next second, the young man's head suddenly exploded.

It was Fang Chan who made the move.

Her large, fan-like hand slammed down, smashing the other person's head as easily as crushing a block of tofu.

"You charlatan, you love playing tricks so much, I'll make sure you really die!"

As the headless corpse fell backward due to inertia, a look of satisfaction flashed across Fang Chan's face.

She was startled for a moment, which made her both surprised and annoyed.

Who cares if it's real or fake? Even if it really comes back to life, so what? We'll just kill it again.

She wanted to see if this thing could still get up.

However, this idea had barely formed in his mind.

next second.

Her smile froze again.

The young man whose head she had smashed actually stood up again, swaying slightly.

The remaining half of his jaw opened and closed as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

At the same time, the doors to the private rooms on both sides of the corridor opened one after another.

One by one, figures emerged.

"Huang Sui, Lin Zhi —"

Upon seeing these familiar faces, not only Fang Chan, but also Fang Mushang and Fang Du behind him, had their expressions change drastically.

This is because all of these people were enemies who had died at their hands.

Some have even been reduced to ashes, their bodies no longer existing, making it impossible for them to reappear.

"Don't waste your energy, we've fallen into an illusion; it's all a mirage!"

Fang Mushang sternly stopped Fang Chan, who was about to make another move.

As martial artists at the Bone Tempering Realm, they had dealt with numerous strange and malevolent spirits, and the scene before them was clearly an illusion.

It's unclear whether it was a coincidence that they encountered a strange spirit, or whether a practitioner of ancient arts was secretly making a move.

But neither possibility is optimistic.

The person who struck them all silently must have been incredibly powerful.

Fang Du clearly understood this as well.

Fang Chan, however, seemed not to have heard Fang Mushang's words and raised his hand to strike again.

The young man, who only had half of his lower jaw left, was swatted away again. His body exploded into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air and slammed into the corridor wall a few meters away, like a mosquito that had been swatted flat.

However, in the next instant, the bloodied and mangled figure stumbled to his feet again.

The rest of the figures all moved towards this place.

"Hmph! You cowardly creature, do you really think such a mere illusion can fool this old man?"

Fang Mushang sneered.

He slowly opened his mouth, took a deep breath, his chest suddenly bulged, and then he exhaled.

"roar!"

A roar like that of a wild beast suddenly exploded in the confined space.

The glass on both sides was instantly covered with fine cracks, and then shattered and scattered in all directions.

The essence of hallucination is generally that external forces interfere with one's own perception.

Therefore, sufficiently strong sound wave vibrations can also awaken the mind and, to a certain extent, tear apart illusions and break through illusions.

He used it before, and it always worked.

However, this time, nothing changed.

Fang Mushang's smile froze on his face, and his expression turned completely gloomy.

This time it was clearly more difficult than he had imagined.

Knowing that they were trapped in a hallucination, they were unable to break free no matter what they did.

That feeling is the most despairing.

He wasn't given much time to think.

Bang!

At that moment, an arm pierced through the corner of the wall and then reached straight for his face.

At the same time, a hole was also torn open in the opposite wall.

Several figures charged toward the three of them.

Among them are ordinary people who can be killed with a single blow, and secret martial artists comparable to those who have undergone bone tempering.

However, without exception, they were all incredibly strange and impossible to kill.

Faced with this situation, the three had no choice but to take action, since no one knew whether these attacks were illusions or a mixture of real and feints.

If one is careless, they may perish here.

Outside the private room, the door was open, but there was no one there.

Inside the room, besides the three people and the corpse on the ground, there was another figure who had appeared at some point.

It was Hu Long.

He sat upright in a seat on one side, his hands folded in front of him, his gaze fixed on the three members of the Fang family.

The three remained seated, eyes closed, motionless.

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But upon closer inspection, one can see that their eyeballs under their eyelids are moving rapidly, as if they are experiencing some intense activity.

At the same time, his strength burst forth uncontrollably, causing terrifying cracks to appear on the tables and chairs beneath him and the walls behind him.

There are many ways to activate the "Divine Control" soul talent.

Sound, light, sight, and movement can all serve as mediums.

The process was simple: he directly used divine control to forcibly manipulate the three people.

"While this method is effective, it's still too crude and reveals too much too quickly. Perhaps we could learn more about hypnosis to improve this approach."

Hu Long's gaze fell on Fang Mushang, who was in the very center.

As the patriarch of the Fang family, Fang Mushang's secret martial arts have reached the sixth level of the Bone Tempering Chapter, and he is only one step away from breaking through to the seventh level and entering the late stage of Bone Tempering.

That is why he was the most resilient of the three.

Judging from the subtle changes in his face and the struggling reactions of his body, he had clearly realized that he was trapped in a hallucination.

"So what if they noticed?"

Hu Long's lips curled up slightly.

After this soul talent was upgraded, it became surprisingly useful.

With his current strength, dealing with the three of them wouldn't be difficult, but it would definitely cause quite a stir.

Once the superior clans above discover this, the situation will be extremely unfavorable.

This way, it's both convenient and discreet.

"However, controlling three people at the same time by one's own strength is still a bit of a stretch —"

As the thought crossed his mind, Hu Long activated his Divine Control Technique to the fullest extent, his pupils becoming tinged with emerald green light.

soon.

The three people's struggling gradually subsided, and complete silence returned.

Then, they opened their eyes at the same time.

Deep within his eyes, a swirling pattern flashed by before fading into silence.

"Greetings, Master!"

The three looked at Hu Long with utmost respect.

But Hu Long completely ignored them.

At that moment, he felt as if something was gripping his head tightly, and he felt dizzy.

He circulated his energy until the discomfort gradually subsided and he recovered.

His eyes flickered as he pondered to himself.

"With Hu Lin included, I now bear the connection of four spiritual imprints, which is already a bit of a strain."

If another one is planted, the situation will only worsen.

"However, the assistance provided by my four subordinates at the Bone Tempering Realm is also enormous. I have now simultaneously controlled two mid-level clans for my own use, which will make the collection of strange spirits more efficient."

Let's see. If it really doesn't work out, we'll just have to give one up.

Hu Long's gaze fell on Fang Chan, who was the weakest among them.

While it's good to control subordinates, he can't allow them to affect his own performance just to control more of them.

That's like losing the watermelon to gain a sesame seed; he can naturally distinguish the advantages and disadvantages.

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