I have a high-risk profession in the cultivation world.

As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped suppressing his demonic energy and rushed towards Mo Qiluo like a meteor, saving the next person who was about to suffer a terrible fate.

Mo Qiluo engaged him in combat with great interest. "It's strange that they can tolerate the existence of a demonic cultivator. I see you have good talent, so why did you become a lackey?"

"If I don't stay with them, am I supposed to join forces with you, you fiend?" Luo Suichen twirled his sword and said, "I'm sorry, but I have no interest in eating shit."

Spending more time with Yan Jian'an visibly increased his aggressiveness. Sure enough, Mo Qiluo's expression turned ugly.

She stepped aside, and with a wave of her hand, several of her subordinates took her place and fought against Luo Suichen.

Mo Qiluo coldly said, "Cut off his hands and feet, spare his life, and I will personally pull out his tongue."

Chu Chenmu couldn't let him go alone. After the shackles on his wrists disappeared, he immediately followed closely behind, accompanied by a large group of people.

Regardless of the severity of their injuries, everyone moved forward in that instant; no one retreated, and no one stopped.

However, due to the suppression of spiritual energy, they arrived a little late. The battlefield was divided into two parts, and Luo Suichen was surrounded alone, while Chu Chenmu tried to get close but could not.

Mo Qiluo hadn't expected that these people would actually dare to resist. She ordered her men to protect her and performed several complex hand gestures on the spot.

The rain fell even harder, suppressing spiritual energy more severely. In contrast, the small wound that had been left on Mo Qiluo earlier had already healed.

This great formation only suppresses spiritual power without damaging magical power. For them, they can neither outlast nor defeat it, and sooner or later they will all perish here.

Chu Chenmu frowned. This formation had trapped too many people who shouldn't have died. What way could be done to save them?

Relying solely on Luo Suichen... He looked up and saw that his Ah Chen was already starting to show wounds.

Actually, the demonic cultivators' remaining strength is not strong anymore. All they have left is this formation. If they can break this formation, everything will be fine.

How to solve this? Kill Mo Qiluo.

How can we kill Mo Qiluo? First, we need to break this formation.

It seems like we're stuck in a vicious cycle.

"The source of the spiritual power of this formation is them."

Since they are the source, there must be a channel. How does this formation absorb spiritual energy from them?

It's raining.

Chu Chenmu's eyes lit up; it was rain.

He immediately raised a barrier around himself, trying to block the raindrops. However, when the raindrops touched the barrier formed by spiritual energy, the barrier naturally began to dissipate, and the formation began to steal his spiritual energy from the barrier.

If he wants to maintain the barrier, he has to continuously output spiritual power, which is no different from being directly drenched in rain.

Unstoppable.

What about the demonic energy? What about the demonic energy?

"Luo Suichen!" Chu Chenmu transmitted his voice to him in his heart: "Achen, try using demonic energy to block these raindrops. Will your spiritual power still be consumed?"

Luo Suichen replied after a moment, "It won't happen, Master, we can hold it off!"

Great.

Now, if we can find a way to use demonic energy to separate them from these raindrops, this magic array will be rendered useless.

Chu Chenmu transmitted his voice to Yan Jian'an: "Jian'an, do you have any magical artifacts that can amplify... amplify the power of demonic energy?"

He sensed something was amiss as soon as he asked the question. Sure enough, Yan Jian'an replied, "How could I possibly have such a thing? I can amplify the power of spiritual energy, what would I use it for?"

Chu Chenmu told him about his discovery, and at the same time, he transmitted his voice to everyone he could.

Let's brainstorm together, just in case... just in case someone else has it.

Although the possibility is extremely slim.

When his rumors, as expected, disappeared without a trace, he realized once again that he was indeed a person with extremely bad luck.

There was only one demonic cultivator present, A-Chen. If he couldn't amplify the power of the demonic energy, even if Luo Sui-Chen worked himself to death, he still wouldn't be able to separate so many people while dealing with attacks from the other side.

At that moment, a gentle voice rang out.

“I’ll do it. The Brahma Sound Pavilion has a secret technique called the Golden Bell Shield. I can try to use demonic energy to activate the secret technique and expand it.”

Chu Chenmu replied, "Huaisu, give it a try. We'll protect you. Don't push yourself. You don't have a demonic vein. If it doesn't work, stop and we'll find another way."

He had considered Huaisu, but he knew that Huaisu only possessed demonic bones and lacked the demonic veins to carry demonic energy. He wasn't sure if there would be any problems, so he dismissed the idea.

Whether the Golden Bell Shield will work now is uncertain, but it is still a hope.

The rest of them surrounded Huaisu, forming an impenetrable protective circle.

After about several dozen breaths, Chu Chenmu heard Huaisu's voice become even softer: "It's feasible. But I need more spiritual energy."

More spiritual power?

“Spiritual power will suffice,” Huaisu said in his usual tone. “You know I have a special constitution. I just tried it, and the demonic bone can convert spiritual power into demonic energy.”

The only difference is that the voice sounds warmer now.

Upon hearing this, Chu Chenmu's first reaction was to check Huaisu's expression. The fact that she had forcibly converted her spiritual power into demonic energy within her body sounded extremely dangerous.

"Too dangerous."

Huaisu shook his head: "I know my own body. There's no time to hesitate, protect me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and slowly expanded the Golden Bell Shield, which was only slightly larger than his body.

A purple-gold barrier was placed upside down around Huaisu, with demonic energy surging. Raindrops hit it but left no trace. At first glance, he looked like a demon that had been imprisoned.

When the barrier touched Chu Chenmu, it gently enveloped him. In the next instant, Chu Chenmu regained control of his body, and the flow of spiritual energy was no longer blocked.

He swiftly sent branches spreading from his palm, reaching every cultivator he could touch. He transmitted his voice with lightning speed.

People began to gradually gravitate towards Huaisu.

Someone recognized the secret method.

"Isn't this the Golden Bell Shield of the Brahma Sound Pavilion? How can it be demonic energy...?"

A bystander replied amidst the fighting, "What do you care about demonic energy or spiritual energy? That fellow Daoist is doing this for us."

At this moment, demonic energy is also spiritual energy.

The speed at which the Golden Bell Cover spread gradually decreased, and Huaisu's complexion became extremely pale.

Suddenly, a hand pressed against his back.

Yan Jian'an channeled his spiritual energy into Huaisu's body. To facilitate Huaisu's refining process, he placed a magical artifact between them, which dissipated the attributes of his spiritual power.

Then more and more people joined.

Later, a cultivator took Yan Jian'an's place: "Fellow Daoist, your injuries are less severe than mine. You go to the front and fight. I'll take care of things here."

So it seems like everyone has reached a consensus.

Those with the lightest injuries teeter on the edge of the Golden Bell Shield, continuing to fight the enemy.

Those who were more seriously injured sat in the inner circle to provide spiritual energy to Huaisu.

Mo Qiluo discovered the purple-gold circle when it had expanded to less than three zhang. She didn't know or was sure what its purpose was, but she disliked things that were out of her control, so she ordered it to be destroyed.

But that circle continued to expand over time.

She looked unhappy.