Master Bukou planted the golden Zen Staff before him with one hand and lightly spun it. The rings on the staff flew out at once, forming a massive golden halo that steadily blocked the Evil Venerable's attack.
The collision of two immense forces tore up the ground of the battlefield once more, yet neither Master Bukou nor the Evil Venerable retreated a single step. Both stood firmly where they were; clearly, this was not their first clash.
At the same time, an ancient, deep xiao melody echoed across the battlefield. Rings of invisible sonic attacks layered atop Master Bukou's golden halo and spread toward the Evil Venerable, striking him with a power of law that seeped in like rain nourishing all things in silence.
The Evil Venerable's expression darkened. Gritting his teeth, he flashed away from his original position and once again slipped into the entrance leading to the Wuwang Ruins. The entrance vanished again immediately afterward.
At that moment, True Venerable Xiao He, clad in a sky blue robe embroidered with verdant bamboo, appeared at Master Bukou's side. Frowning at the vanished entrance, he said, "Hmph! They use this trick every time. Do they think hiding the entrance means we will not be able to find it?"
Master Bukou had already recalled the golden rings onto his Zen Staff. Holding it in his hand, he said, "Amitabha. There is no rushing this matter. Formation Master Cao said he has already found some clues regarding the passage from the Wuwang Ruins to the Ancient Battlefield. Destroying the entrance should be only a matter of days. There is no need to press the Evil Venerable too hard."
A trace of helplessness flashed across Xiao He's handsome face. "Our strength is still insufficient. Otherwise, we would not need to hold back so