Those who chose to surrender looked at this terrifying scene and couldn't help but feel a trace of relief.
"Luckily, we made the correct choice." Huo Lie didn't know whether he was comforting others or himself. "They are about to die, and we are still alive. That is the difference."
Long Yi also nodded, "Exactly. Who didn't cultivate for longevity? Clearly they can still live, yet insist on seeking death, that is foolish."
With two peak masters saying this, the other disciples who had surrendered seemed to be injected with a dose of confidence. Even the last trace of guilt disappeared from their expressions.
If one doesn't act for oneself, heaven and earth will destroy them. They had simply made the correct choice.
They were still feeling fortunate.
The demon leader suddenly grinned at them.
The people within the circle felt their hearts sink.
In the next moment, the circle drawn with red pigment suddenly emitted a strange blood-colored glow.
A peculiar aura descended and they were bound in place, unable to move.
The blood-colored light grew stronger and stronger, until it became a blood-red barrier that enveloped them. Only then did they begin to feel like something was wrong.
What's happening?
Wasn't it said that those who surrendered wouldn't be killed?
Before they could question it, they suddenly discovered that they could no longer control their power. Their power was being absorbed by the red blood barrier, then guided by a thread, slowly flowing toward the demon leader.
A look of comfort appeared on the demon leader's face.
As expected.
This kind of blood food was the most comfortable to absorb. In the end, every bit of their power would become part of him, with no waste at all.
As for those who resisted stubbornly, a lot more would have to be wasted.
At this moment, those inside the circle lost all hope. Their faces instantly turned pale, and feelings of regret surged up.
But now, it's already too late.
Their power was being continuously sucked away.
Before long, they would probably be drained into dried husks.
Yun Jin frowned as she looked over there.
The voice of Tianpo sounded in her mind, "Little Master, this is the Demon Clan's Soul-Calming Formation. This formation requires those who enter to do so willingly. Once the formation is activated, those inside are regarded as having willingly formed a sacrificial contract. It's already too late even if they regret it afterward. Under this contract, the master of the formation can plunder their flesh, their cultivation, their everything. Important figures of the Demon Clan often use this formation when they need to heal."
Yun Jin immediately understood.
No wonder these demons delayed and deceived people into surrendering, it was all for this Soul-Calming Formation.
The leading demon must've been injured while fighting with Yang Yun's people and urgently needed to recover.
"Little Master, the situation here is also becoming difficult to hold on. Do you need me to take action?" Tianpo asked.
After returning to Wushuang Sect, he replenished his energy. This demon in Mahayana Stage wasn't his opponent.
"Not yet," Yun Jin said expressionlessly. "Yang Yun wouldn't just watch this demon leader recover his strength, he will take action soon. Secretly protect my master and the others. Do not let them suffer irreparable injuries. Be subtle, try not to be discovered. As for me, don't worry, I can handle it."
Didn't Yang Yun want to be the savior?
Then let him be one.
Only by falling from the clouds to the very bottom would this play become interesting.
"Understood." Tianpo replied. He secretly released his power to protect everyone's vital meridians. He acted subtly, and since everyone was emotionally stirred, no one noticed.
The demonic energy sphere was still descending slowly.
Yun Jin felt her divine soul begin to release new power to resist the pressure.
Her soul realm was now at the peak of Soul Transformation Stage.
Under such pressure, the bottleneck toward Fusion Stage began to loosen.
If these demons were strong enough, then her soul power could break through to Fusion Stage tonight.
When the time comes, advancing to Fusion Stage would be like water flowing through a river.
This terrifying pressure was actually a good thing for her!
Above the clouds.
Yang Yun coldly observed the situation below.
He immediately saw the tightly bound Zhao Wuji and Han Xiaoyu.
Under the immense pressure, the two had already fainted long ago. Blood flowed from their seven orifices, and they were barely alive.
"This Zhao Wuji is truly useless," someone said. "It was such a small matter, yet he handled it like this. Your Majesty, should we act now?"
Yang Yun said coldly, "Zhao Wuji is indeed incompetent. But for now, he still has some use. Do it, we cannot let him continue recovering. Kill all these demons."
"Yes." Yang Yun's subordinates responded.
Yang Yun's gaze was indifferent.
These demons were Mo Luo's people, he had lured them here precisely to kill them.
The people from the Demon-Destroying Alliance should be arriving soon.
Good.
He could use these demon's heads to gain merit.
When the time comes.
With Zhao Wuji, he could openly establish power within the human race.
If Ji Wusi and the others knew that the Demon Lord they were desperately searching for had become a demon-slaying hero, their expressions would definitely be interesting to look at.
Yang Yun smiled slightly, with no intention of acting personally.
He stood in the clouds, watching coldly.
Tianxing Sect.
Just as everyone was about to be unable to hold on, someone descended from the sky.
"Demon scum! How dare you wreak havoc!" Two Mahayana Stage cultivators rushed directly toward the demon leader.
The demon leader's expression changed slightly.
The two of them had caught up.
But his injuries hadn't recovered yet, he's most likely no match for them.
Fortunately, he had returned to his group. The seven Tribulation Crossing demons were skilled in a combined formation and could hold them off for a while.
With Yang Yun's forces appearing, the demons immediately changed the target of their attacks.
The pressure on Yun Jin's side instantly eased.
Yun Jin raised an eyebrow.
That was it?
The time had been too short. Her soul realm was still just a bit short of breaking through to Fusion Stage.
Yun Jin felt a trace of regret.
It seemed she would need to seek other opportunities to release her soul power.
Otherwise.
If she waited for it to release slowly, it might take another year or more to reach Fusion Stage.
For her, that was too slow.
With reinforcements suddenly arriving, Yin Jun and the others were stunned, but had no time to think any further. They summoned their magical artifacts and joined the chaotic battle.
The demon leader's expression changed repeatedly.
Besides the two Mahayana cultivators, Yang Yun actually had a group of Tribulation Crossing subordinates.
This was unexpected and made the situation suddenly unfavorable for them.
Yin Jun and the others, together with Yang Yun's subordinates, directly held off the seven Tribulation Crossing demons.
The two Mahayana cultivators charged straight at him.
The demon leader snarled, increasing the speed at which he absorbed energy from the Soul-Calming Formation.
The people inside the formation immediately cried out in agony.
The two Mahayana cultivators wouldn't allow the demon leader to recover like this.
Before they even arrived, their magical artifacts struck first. Two black curved blades descended, forcibly severing the connection between the demon leader and the formation.
The people inside the formation collapsed weakly.
They had preserved their lives, but each of them appeared to have aged hundreds of years.
It's clear their foundations had been damaged.
From now on, their path of cultivation likely wouldn't go far.