"At last, I've found you... the fiend the Red-Headed Immortal mentioned. Heh, what a paltry disguise."
A hunched, limping figure suddenly blocked Zhou Kai's path. Holding a palm-leaf fan, he spoke with a faint smile.
As his hoarse yet airy voice spread in every direction, the surrounding space seemed to freeze. Birds struggled to flap their wings, and beasts could barely take a step.
Zhou Kai's Red-Earth Yu Warship was forcibly stopped as well, unable to advance another inch.
"An effect similar to the Shujian Sect's Storytelling skill?"
Zhou Kai's movements had also been restricted, but he merely twisted his neck and rolled his shoulders, breaking free through brute force. In passing, he swept away every trace of the strange power enveloping the warship.
Yin Yuling and the others regained the ability to speak.
Zhou Kai glanced at the severed heads and asked casually, "Sect Master Yin... who's the Lame Immortal? What can he do?"
"Don't you dare!" Before Yin Yuling could speak, Wen Mingyuan of the Shujian Sect panicked and glared furiously at him.
Yin Yuling looked utterly unconcerned. "Then I simply have to tell him. In my eyes, you people of the Righteous Path are hardly any better than this lunatic."
"Wouldn't it be wonderful to sit back and watch a pack of madmen slaughter one another?"
Yin Yuling smiled contemptuously. "The Eastern Immortal Sect has six extraordinary beings known as immortals. Their leader is the Red-Headed Immortal, whose identity remains a mystery. He's said to rank among the top five independent cultivators in the Five Regions and possess level-six strength. He can observe every sound beneath heaven and hear every voice." He continued, "The Red-Headed Immortal's methods are utterly domineering. After the Great Calamity, he fell into the Righteous Path and founded the Eastern Immortal Sect with