This place had become an asura battlefield where power churned. It wasn't just the Oni coveting the power here—even the Karmic Buddha was eyeing it with covetous intent, to the point that the few of them had mixed into this place to feast on its power.
As for that Howling Silkworm, how could it not be a possession of the Karmic Buddha? The enormous commotion earlier had probably only been a smokescreen. The Karmic Buddha had merely been waiting for a chance to come here, while the Oni simply disdained subtle methods and had barged in openly.
Senior Brother Hai's spells were no pushover either. As the compass shifted, the Dao sword pointed toward the Black Flood Dragon, and blasts of Pure Yang magic continually thundered into it. The Black Flood Dragon was a ghost dragon, and being illuminated by Pure Yang magic would injure it, so Senior Brother Hai posed an enormous threat to it.
The Black Flood Dragon was also a spiritual creature. Most of the black flowing flames it spewed shot toward Senior Brother Hai, but Senior Brother Hai's formation twisted and distorted their trajectory. Finding his true position would not be easy for the time being.
As Senior Brother Yan and I attacked and intercepted it, the Sacred Qilin could not move an inch within the formation. So long as we could hold out for a few minutes, Abandoning Maiden would be able to pull up the Thought Lock. After all, the scales of the Sacred Qilin were now shining brilliantly from the outside inward, and it would soon fall under Abandoning Maiden's control.
While tangling with the Sacred Qilin, I also used the Spirit-Absorbing Technique to forcibly draw in the ghostly power here, causing the three ghost thoughts residing within me to begin gathering the