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Chapter 423 Developing New Uses for Mental Power

Tian Zhenzhen said calmly that she was still exploring and trying out various ways to use her mental power.

Through this practical experience, she discovered that transforming her mental energy into sharp needles to torture her enemies was surprisingly effective.

If she ever encounters those arrogant and domineering people who displease her again, she will use this trick to teach them a lesson. Judging from their reactions, this experience will surely be unforgettable for them.

Upon hearing Tian Zhenzhen's words, the burly man at the head of the group was filled with anger and resentment, but his body trembled incessantly due to the terrible mental torment.

He is the strongest member of the Iron Fist Society here, and as a body-training martial artist, his physical endurance far surpasses that of ordinary people.

However, even so, under Tian Zhenzhen's terrifying mental attack, he gradually began to falter.

However, the Iron Fist Society's long-standing code of conduct made them incredibly tough. Even so, he had no intention of begging for mercy; instead, he threatened them:

"How dare you offend the Iron Fist Society! You're dead today!"

"Our vice president will absolutely not let you off the hook, ah—" Before the big man could finish speaking, another shrill scream came from his mouth. The voice was filled with endless pain and anger, which made people shudder.

The members of the Heart Sword Sect standing in the distance felt their scalps tingle upon hearing these screams.

Hong Ling instinctively hugged her arms tightly, her hands unconsciously touching her arms. The scream she had just heard had given her goosebumps all over.

Although she had experienced some life-and-death battles and had taken many lives, none of those people had ever made such a chilling sound before they died.

She couldn't help but wonder to herself what kind of inhuman torture this person had endured to produce such a voice that seemed to pierce the soul.

When she saw Tian Zhenzhen's seemingly weak yet mysteriously powerful methods, she couldn't help but swallow hard, and the scene of her forcibly demanding a private room at the hot pot restaurant suddenly flashed into her mind.

If Senior Brother Yan hadn't intervened in time, would she have suffered the same terrible torment as this big man and made such a chilling sound?

"Uncle-Master, what kind of martial arts does this woman use? How can it cause so much pain? There are several Innate Realm masters among the Iron Fist Society members, and the leader has even reached the late Innate Realm, yet he has no ability to resist this woman at all." Hong Ling's voice trembled slightly, her heart filled with doubt and fear, and she couldn't help but ask her uncle-master.

"This... I can't tell either."

However, judging from her methods of torturing people, her martial arts style does not seem to originate from a righteous sect.

If you encounter them directly later, you all need to be extra careful.

"However, you don't need to be too afraid. With your uncle here, I will definitely protect you." The uncle of the Heart Sword Sect said with a frown and a solemn expression.

Although he appeared calm on the surface, he felt a sense of unease deep down about Tian Zhenzhen's mysterious martial arts skills.

He carefully observed Tian Zhenzhen, but did not sense that overwhelming pressure emanating from her; her strength was definitely not greater than his.

Maybe this is just one of her little tricks to scare people.

His gaze slowly swept over the four people beside him. Seeing that Yan Guhong, like himself, had a calm expression and showed no fear, he couldn't help but feel even more admiration and satisfaction for him.

"You're really stubborn. I'll see how long you can keep this up."

Looking at the burly man in front of her who still refused to yield, Tian Zhenzhen felt a surge of desire to challenge him.

Previously, Tian Daqiang's methods of interrogating prisoners had shown that even the toughest people eventually confessed everything.

Today, she decided to try using mental force to extract a confession herself, without relying on Tian Daqiang.

The burly man leading the Iron Fist Gang felt as if his head was about to explode; the intense pain almost drove him mad.

He even began to doubt whether his head was still intact on his neck.

Under this endless torment, his will finally began to waver. In the end, he could no longer endure this inhuman suffering and shouted, "I'll talk! I'll talk! Stop it!"

Although only a short time has passed since the beginning, it has felt like centuries to him, with every second like torture in hell.

At this moment, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and he looked as if he had been pulled out of the water, utterly exhausted.

Seeing this, Tian Zhenzhen slowly withdrew her mental energy.

The burly man breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground, panting heavily as if he had just escaped from the brink of death.

His heart was filled with resentment, and he secretly vowed to make the vice president avenge him and kill this hateful woman.

He suppressed his murderous intent and said, "Tang Yifeng ran into the mountains and forests. He's surrounded by our Iron Fist Society members. He should still be on this mountain."

Upon hearing the big man's reply, Tian Zhenzhen slowly turned her gaze to the dense forest in front of her.

She once again dispersed her spiritual energy, attempting to search for Tang Yifeng's whereabouts.

However, she could only sense that there were many people dressed in Iron Fist uniforms moving back and forth in the forest. Exploring deeper into the forest was beyond the range of her mental power.

"I have answered your question, can you let us go now?"

Isn't our goal the same as getting a spot in the Taichu Temple's secret realm?

"Since you're so strong, why don't we cooperate first and capture the person together?" The burly man, clinging to a sliver of hope, tentatively proposed the idea of ​​cooperation.

He knew in his heart that the woman in front of him was cunning and his side was no match for her. Now he could only hope to survive by cooperating with her.

Tian Zhenzhen chuckled inwardly. She wanted to tell this big man that she wasn't there for the secret realm spot of Taichu Temple; they were real rivals.

Just as she was hesitating whether to deal with these people now, the roar of a car engine came from afar.