Discipline manifested, and radiant light shimmered.
"Please turn back, Sword Immortal. There is no need to waste your strength."
An aged voice rose from the ravine, measured and peaceful. A lone lamp lit up in the sky, illuminating every direction and gently blocking the thunder.
Xu Xuan stood still. The Three Calamities swelled and shook between heaven and earth at his will. With a single thought, he could send them surging into the ravine, but an instinctive premonition stayed his hand.
"Who are you?"
His challenge rang out like thunder.
The voice in the valley spoke again, calm and unruffled.
"This old monk is the abbot of Great Extinction Debate Mountain. My dharma name is [Wei Yin]. Please do not press me, Sword Immortal Xu."
"You practice the ancient Buddhist teachings, yet aid the Demonic Path?"
"I have no choice."
Their auras confronted one another, neither yielding. At last, a voice came from within the Li Fire, manifesting directly in Xu Xuan's mind. It was the King of Misty Mountain.
"Return at once. Do not get entangled."
At this, Xu Xuan gave up for the moment. He had wanted to test this Three Calamities technique. So what if his opponent was an Ancient Buddhist Cultivator? If karma could not lock onto him, he could simply sweep through with the Three Calamities.
Still, he did not act rashly. He immediately turned and withdrew alongside Wei Shuang, who had retrieved his saber and sword.
After his crushing defeat of the two opponents, the Li Fire in the sky burned ever more fiercely, pressing down until the Water Transformation Demon Light in the ravine grew dimmer still. The battle line of the Bliss-Desire Demon Land retreated a full ten li.
"Calamity-Splitting Daoist Friend, I fear only a great cultivator at the Purple Mansion