"Zen Master, I fear we can no longer stop him!" Xiao Wuyou's expression was grave.
They had unleashed one Divine Ability after another, yet their opponent remained unscathed. The Supreme Forgetfulness Sword Dao could sever karma. In principle, even if their opponent retreated, the Divine Ability could still pursue his qi and karma. But against this enemy from the Outer Realm, every attack was clearly like a clay ox plunging into the sea, never to return. All they had accomplished was wasting their Primordial Spirits.
For Void Immortals, an exchange of ordinary spell arts could last months without a victor emerging. But once they used desperate supernatural powers that touched the origins of the Great Dao, every use burned away their cultivation.
"Amitabha." Zen Master Huijue invoked the Buddha's name, the compassion on his face deepening. "Heavenly Mandate truly cannot be defied. We have done all we can. Benefactor Xiao, leave. Preserve the green mountain, and when the great Calamity rises, there may yet be a chance to resolve it."
Xiao Wuyou nodded slightly, without the slightest hesitation. At their level, weighing gains and losses took only an instant.
"You should retreat as well, Zen Master. Your Immaculate Zen Forest bears the duty of suppressing demonic fiends. You cannot afford to fall either."
Zen Master Huijue pressed his palms together. "This old monk will make one last effort."
"Take care, Zen Master!" Xiao Wuyou gave Huijue a long look, then glanced at Gu Yuanqing, who was crossing space toward them. Without another word, he flickered and fled into the distance.
"Trying to leave?" Gu Yuanqing raised an eyebrow. His karmic grudges with Xiao Wuyou ran deeper. How could he let him escape so easily?
He immediately wielded the Way of Space and pursued Xiao Wuyou.
"Benefactor Gu, please stay!" Zen