The Blind Mountain Five Tigers, who were charging towards Jing Yan, suddenly seemed nailed to the ground. Although their bodies maintained a running posture, they appeared completely frozen, unable to move.
The red palm seal above their heads suddenly whistled down upon them.
"Damn it, what's happening?" the leader's eyes darted around. He wanted to speak but found he couldn't open his mouth. Then he attempted to communicate with his brothers using Divine Thought, but quickly discovered that even his Divine Thought couldn't leave his body.
"Why can't I move?" thought the Second.
"We're done for; we've encountered another powerful one," the third brother's face turned pale.
"Why are we so unlucky? We, the Blind Mountain Five Tigers, are feared overlords in our realm!" Fourth thought to himself.
