"Damn!"
The sudden reversal made Xu Xiaoshou's heart leap into his throat.
He simply could not understand it. Three Aversions Eye was suppressing him, and so was Saint Power...
How had that Fake Storyteller escaped control? Unless Jiang Xian had controlled the wrong person from the very beginning, fighting an illusory clone created by the Fake Storyteller's Flower Immortal Eye all along.
But then how could one explain the fact that, when Jiang Xian activated Three Aversions Eye at the end, the Fake Storyteller had clearly been controlled and unconsciously revealed his identity as "Yama"? Therefore...
The only possible explanation was that Jiang Xian had controlled the True Person!
Yet that Fake Storyteller had still used some method to break free from the Three Aversions Eye's control! Then...
"What method was it?" Xu Xiaoshou was at a loss, unable to figure it out no matter how hard he thought.
He was thinking.
But the scene in the distance would not wait for him.
Amid Jiang Xian's shrill howls of agony, the white beams in the red-skirted masked man's hands isolated Saint Power as they slowly pulled Jiang Xian's eyeballs outward.
At that moment, Saint Power seemed to become alert as well.
The power of time and space shrouding the red-skirted masked man seemed capable of blocking Saint Power's perception for only an instant.
Sensing Jiang Xian's peril, the hazy outline of the holy image within the white mist became somewhat more solid in that instant.
Then, an immense force swept out.
With a thunderous boom, not only was the power of time and space around the red-skirted masked man shattered, his body was flung dozens of zhang away by Saint Power as well.
Yet even as blood sprayed from his mouth and strain filled his face—
The deadly white beams