Seconds later, all the members of the thunder sheep race had vanished into thin air.
They materialized on the vast continent that Austin had brought with him.
"What happened?
Where are we?
Who brought us here?"
They all immediately examined their surroundings in a panic.
This continent had been created by Austin when he was cultivating the law of earth. Over time, he had worked on it so that creatures could live there.
Austin never traveled without it.
Just a moment ago, he had used the Secret Reincarnation Skill to teleport the space where the horde of the thunder sheep race were to this continent.
The Secret Reincarnation Skill had several functions, one of which was to help the cultivator to move a cubic space to another place in an instant.
The more powerful one was, the bigger the space he could teleport.
With his current strength, Austin could teleport one hundred million cubic miles of space.
When the members of the thunder sheep race were at a loss, Austin appeared above the continent.
"It's you again, brat!
You did this to us, didn't you?"
the genuine medium-grade divine god roared furiously as he looked up and saw Austin hovering over them.
He took several steps towards Austin.
Austin sneered at him and
unleashed the Puppet Strings.
Tens of thousands of red strings fell from the sky, filling the space.
"Is that the Puppet Strings skill of the spiritual race?"
The genuine medium-grade divine god of the thunder sheep race had seen a lot throughout his years and he recognized the skill within moments of it being performed.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Thick thunderbolts emerged from the genuine medium-grade divine god's body. They moved around him like dragons to protect him from the red strings.
At the same time, he released all his spiritual sense to guard his head.
"Brat, that secret skill doesn't work on me. You can't hurt me with it.
If you dare to lay a hand on me, you will be doomed,"
he threatened in a voice as loud as the thunder around him.
However, what he didn't know was that the Puppet Strings performed by Austin was thousands of times more powerful than that used by any other master of the spiritual race.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The red strings shot towards the genuine medium-grade divine god like sharp arrows.
Not long after, they had broken his defenses and entered his Soul Sea, coming at his spiritual soul.
"Oh, no! How is this possible?
Get out of my Soul Sea!"
the genuine medium-grade divine god screamed while thrashing around.
But it didn't matter what he tried because he was too weak to resist the attack.
Soon, he stopped struggling and screaming and his eyes clouded over with obedience.
He straightened his back and greeted Austin with much respect.
"Master," he said.
"Hey! What are you doing, sir?"
Confusion crossed the faces of the remaining members of the thunder sheep race.
Austin glanced at them.
"It's your turn," he said with a playful smile.
Once again, he displayed the Puppet Strings.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Numerous red strings rained down on the members of the thunder sheep race.
Only, this time, they didn't resist at all and soon, they were all under his complete control.
"Master!"
they greeted respectfully in chorus, bowing to him.
"Stand," Austin ordered.
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