"According to the information Brother Zhang gave us, Northern Buddha should be inside this ruined temple! We'll split into two groups and make sure he can't escape!" Murong Longbo said in a low voice.
At this moment, Murong Longbo and Ouyang Luo stood not far outside the ruined temple. A trace of apprehension showed in Ouyang Luo's eyes.
What he feared was not Northern Buddha himself, but Zhang Daoling's methods. This continent was vast; with the strength of the two of them, if someone wished to hide, finding him would be like searching for a needle in the sea.
Yet Zhang Daoling merely made a calculation and accurately located Northern Buddha. Such methods were terrifying beyond measure, making Ouyang Luo even more convinced by Murong Longbo's words.
After all, if Zhang Daoling truly wanted to act, neither of them would likely escape. Zhang Daoling's strength was no joke.
Murong Longbo's expression turned cold. "I'll take the front, you take the rear! I'll go first!"
With that, Murong Longbo charged forward, rushing toward the ruined temple. Ouyang Luo opened his mouth slightly, but forcibly swallowed the words he had wanted to say.
"Alas! It seems the grudge between Southern Emperor and Northern Buddha will not be so easily resolved!"
Ouyang Luo then shook his head and moved forward as well, flashing to the rear of the ruined temple to prevent Northern Buddha from escaping.
The moment Murong Longbo flashed above the ruined temple, the power of his domain surged from within him, instantly crushing the dilapidated structure.
The immense force violently pressed the entire ground into a depression, while vicious spiderweb-like cracks split open all around it.
A figure could vaguely be seen below. The overwhelming pressure upon him caused no significant injuries, and a powerful force seemed about to erupt