The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 3289

"Hey, bastard! What the hell do you think you're doing?

Have you gone crazy?!"

A strange and creepy feeling rose in Mick's heart. He couldn't help but shout at the Divine Realm disciple who was kneeling in front of Austin.

"What's wrong with kneeling in front of my master?

Don't disrespect him in front of me!"

Unexpectedly, upon hearing what Mick said, the disciple quickly flew into rage, pointed fingers, and cursed him.

This absolute change of heart happened as he was hit by Austin's Puppet Strings. He suddenly had a deep sense of submission and worship to Austin, and he wouldn't allow others to be rude to him.

"What? Are you betraying the Whirling Sect? Aren't you afraid of being punished according to the sect rules?!"

Mick yelled as he trembled in anger.

"Ha-ha! Don't worry. Soon enough, you and your other companions will join him into betraying the Whirling Sect. You should be glad because I'm a better master."

Austin mocked him with an evil smile.

"What did you say?

Why are you so confident that we would betray our sect? What kind of demonic skill did you use on him?!"

Mick felt vexed and spooked at the same time.

"Your words hurt. Can't you see that he is very willing to be my slave?"

Austin responded sarcastically and started controlling the Puppet Strings again with his mind.

In his Soul Sea, countless Puppet Strings surged out and were thrown around like torrential rain.

One by one, the Divine Realm masters of the Whirling Sect soon grew pale dramatically.

Tens of thousands of red strings continuously bombarded their Soul Seas, emitting a strange and terrifying aura that forcibly penetrated through their spiritual souls.

They struggled desperately as they realized that their Soul Seas were under attack.

However, it was too late and struggling was useless in the face of the strings' prowess.

Austin's spiritual sense was much stronger than theirs. It was a piece of cake for him to subdue a bunch of Divine Realm masters simultaneously.

Moreover, he had already cultivated the Puppet Strings to a very high level. The skill's power was truly astounding.

All it took were less than three seconds.

The masters stopped their struggling as if they were possessed by some strange spirits. Soon after, they lifted their heads and looked at Austin with meek eyes.

Then, they knelt at the same time and bowed down to him. Mick was left standing, frozen in utter shock.

"Master! We're glad to be in your presence!"

Everyone's respect for Austin was genuine.

"See? No one could defy me.

Look at all of them kneeling before me,"

Austin said with an absolute sense of authority.

"You've been using some kind of sorcery! I knew it! How dare you twist their hearts and minds! Aren't you disgusted with yourself?!"

Mick felt horrified from the bottom of his heart.

In the blink of an eye, the people who were against Austin were now kneeling before him and heeding to his every word.

Dozens of masters at the Divine Realm had surrendered and regarded Austin as their master. They would even risk their lives to protect Austin's interests. "Enough of your devilish tricks!

We're not finished yet. I assure you that you'll pay for this!

Let's leave right now!"

Mick stepped back, waved his hand and signaled to the remaining people from his sect to leave the place.

"Are you kidding? Did I tell you that you could leave? None of you will leave this place without becoming my slave."

Austin sneered as he stared at the pale faces of the Whirling Sect's disciples.

With a snap of Austin's fingers, his new slaves hurriedly blocked the way to prevent anyone from escaping.

As the skill's name implied, every one of them moved like puppets, succumbing to every command from their master.

"Are you out of your mind? Do you really want to go against our entire sect?"

Mick still tried to sound fierce despite his slightly trembling voice.

"I'm tired of hearing your blabbering.

Kneel!"

Austin pointed his finger at Mick with a condescending smile.

Then, in a flash, numerous Puppet Strings rushed and swarmed into Mick's Soul Sea.

"You think it will be that easy?!"

After a couple of seconds, Mick's aggressive behavior finally calmed down.

He slightly bowed down and said, "Master!"

His heart and mind were now completely devoted to Austin.

"Hey, Mick! What the hell?!" "Why are you bowing down to that psychopath?!"

"Damn it! Mick has also been bewitched!"

A few disciples of the Whirling Sect were still left. All of them were at or below the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

"Shut up! My loyalty lies in Master Austin. Those who dare badmouth him deserve to die!"

Mick suddenly became furious and started attacking the disciples around who were saying things against Austin.

His huge palm flew across the air.

Crash! Boom!

More than a hundred disciples were quickly crushed into pieces, leaving a puddle of blood and flesh.

"Hey, don't kill them all. They might still be of use as my slaves," Austin told Mick with a faint smile.

Then, he used his Puppet Strings skill once more, capturing and enslaving the remaining disciples of the Whirling Sect.

"Master!"

All of them bowed and expressed their fealty towards Austin.

Under the control of his mind, all his newly acquired slaves, including Mick, were transferred into the Slave Tower.

Right now, Austin, Hare, Shepard, and Cyril were the only ones left.

"Cyril, it's over now. Are you okay?"

Austin looked at Cyril, concerned at his current state.

At the critical moment, Cyril was still determined to protect Austin and Hare. This left Austin a very good impression of him.

Unable to say anything, Cyril just nodded slightly.

His neck seemed to have been strangled by an invisible hand, so he could only groan for a little bit.

In reality, the conversion of the first Divine Realm master of the Whirling Sect up to the last disciple of the sect only took Austin a few minutes.

Witnessing the incredible power of Austin, Cyril was completely astonished.