"Fellow Daoists, I am Li Ling of the North Sea's Incense Accumulation Sect. Please hear me out..."
A majestic, thunderous voice rang in the ears of everyone below, as though descending from beyond the heavens.
The immortals and mortals, spirits, demons, and ghosts passing through all looked up in astonishment, glancing around with bewilderment.
Li Ling appeared in the air, his Incense-Rhyme Flowing Wind filling a hundred-mile radius and enveloping the entire Fine Goods Ward in a warm, tranquil atmosphere.
Even ghost cultivators such as Xie Shaojing and her sisters felt comfortable and at ease beneath the fragrance's influence.
"I began as a rogue cultivator and founded my sect in the North Sea. I eradicated the blood sharks and quelled the demon calamity, seeking only to spread my Dao throughout the world and enjoy longevity and freedom.
Since establishing my undertaking, I have received aid from all sides. Immortals and mortals alike have willingly submitted, and my Dao has spread north to Mystic Continent and west to Gathering Grotto. Nearly four hundred years have passed.
Now the Rosy Mists Gate, a subsidiary sect under the Incense Accumulation Sect, has brought our teachings to the East Sea, extending aid to the grassroots. Its purpose was to benefit all, teach people to fish, and pursue the Great Dao together.
Yet the tree longs for stillness while the wind refuses to cease. The East Sea has suffered many hardships since ancient times. Once, the Demonic Path wrought havoc and unorthodox cultivators ran rampant; now an unforeseen calamity has struck again, and the flames of war rise anew. In this troubled age of upheaval, the Netherworld Sect secretly aids the White Ning Kingdom, slaughtering people to refine corpses and extracting souls to nurture ghosts. The people here have suffered from this for far too