Chapter 343: Chapter 339: True Word Praise thod Chapter 343: Chapter 339: True Word Praise thod Every single person in Jianye City wore the sa expression of extre fear on their faces, likely having witnessed the apocalyptic scene of a mass graveyard, just as Shen Luo had.
On each of them, indistinct black light marks and faintly flickering red blood energy dispersed from their bodies and gathered in a radiating pattern towards a certain point in the sky.
When Shen Luo raised his head and followed this trajectory, he saw that without exception, all were converging on the demon wind in mid-air.
At this mont, the demon wind and Bai Xiaoyun were locked in battle. The demon wind’s cloak had already turned from black to bloody red, and its aura had increased trendously from before.
Upon seeing this, Shen Luo briefly contemplated and imdiately guessed what was happening.
He had once read an article about evil cultivators in the library of Mount Fangcun. The article ntioned a certain forbidden thod of increasing cultivation by absorbing the power contained in negative emotions like fear, hatred, and anger.
Those who practiced this thod often deliberately caused death, hatred, and fear to gather the negative power they needed.
The demon wind’s ticulous plan of luring them into the city, without imdiately killing them, was likely to restore its strength by absorbing the fearful emotions and vital energy of the city’s residents.
If he continues this way, he feared that all of the citizens of Jianye City would turn into lifeless corpses like those at the Jiann Pass.
If its power recovers even more, even Bai Xiaoyun may not be able to withstand its offensive.
Although Shen Luo’s Qingfeng Breaking Barrier talisman had cleared the illusion in part of the area, the people trapped in the illusion still couldn’t wake up by themselves.
Xiao Luo was temporarily at a loss for a solution, so he leaped into the air, flew close to one person, grabbed his shoulders, and shook him vigorously, trying to wake him up.
However, the man’s eyes remained glowing red, showing no signs of waking up.
Shen Luo looked over and saw Lu Yong not far away. He rushed to his side, grabbed his shoulders and shook him violently. However, just like the man before, Lu Yong remained unmoved.
After a mont of hesitation, Shen Luo twisted his wrist, conjuring a Small Thunder Talisman and pasted it onto his arm.
“Ordinary people wouldn’t be able to withstand this, so I have to use you as a test subject. Sorry.” He murmured, stepping back, and then abruptly activated the talisman.
Just then, with a bang, a bolt of lightning descended from the sky and struck Lu Yong.
“Ah….”
Lu Yong let out a ghostly scream and suddenly woke up. He stepped back in fear, then looked around in confusion.
“What’s happening?” he asked in bewildernt.
“There’s no ti to explain in detail. Everyone is trapped in demon wind’s illusion. Let’s wake up the others first,” Shen Luo quickly said as he moved towards another cultivator.
Lu Yong glanced around, and then looked up at the battling figures in the sky. Although he still didn’t fully understand what had just happened, he perceived the gravity of the situation. Without hesitation, he pushed through the crowd and headed towards the city gate.
Seeing this, a flash of anger passed through Shen Luo’s eyes, but he had no ti to deal with it and instead focused on awakening the others.
“Hm? They managed to escape from the illusion?” The demon wind noticed the anomaly below and expressed so surprise.
As soon as his words fell, a flash of silver light darted from his side, and Bai Xiaoyun’s tin staff swept across again.
Demon Wind raised his arm to block. His cloak wrapped in a mist of blood, directly fending off the tin staff. The bloody Qi on it seed alive, seeping into the Mantra of Great Compassion engraved in the staff, dyeing half of the tin staff red.
Seeing this, Bai Xiaoyun had to withdraw his staff.
“No matter, I have already absorbed enough fear anyway. It’s ti to feed,” Demon Wind laughed recklessly.
As his voice fell, his blood-red cloak billowed without wind, spreading like bat wings. A massive bloody vortex erged abruptly on his exposed body, unleashing a strong attractive force.
As soon as that force appeared, everyone on the ground who hadn’t awakened yet, seed as if an invisible force was strangling their throats, all uttering ambiguous sobs.
Imdiately afterwards, all these people mindlessly opened their mouths, from which threads of blood-colored light flowed out, forming a red river in mid-air that flowed into the vortex before Demon Wind.
Shen Luo’s gaze tightened, and he saw several youths with weak vitality. Their faces turned from red to white, then from white to yellow in an instant, and their skin visibly slackened at a rapid pace.
His heart tightened, and without any further delay, he quickly moved to the back of the team, prioritizing saving the people from the Shen and Bai families.
In his haste, Shen Luo had no choice but to use dozens of Small Thunder Talismans at once, striking Shen Yu, Bai Bi and a dozen other cultivators to wake them up.
“Quick, save the others. Use mana to protect them,” Shen Luo shouted, not knowing whether it would work.
After waking up, though Shen Yu and the others didn’t know what had happened, they could see that it was an ergency. Without asking questions, they cast spells one after another, protecting several people around them with their mana.
However, what puzzled them was that Lu Yong had rushed to the entrance of the City Gate and was hacking at the solid gate with a flying axe.
However, there was a dark red glow on the gate, seemingly reinforced with an array, making it impervious for the ti being.
On the other side, in the high altitude, as soon as the blood light had gathered into the vortex, the glow of Demon Wind beca brighter. The fissures that appeared on him were quickly filled with blood light, slowly starting to heal.
Bai Xiaoyun looked down, his expression becoming increasingly solemn. He ford a magic spell with one hand and struck his tin staff heavily with it.
The tin staff rang out with a “clang” sound, and the Mantra of Great Compassion inscribed on it suddenly shone brightly. The Jing Ming Pearl embedded at the end of the staff imdiately emitted a soft white light that spread up along the staff.
The part of the staff dyed with the blood light was imdiately flooded by the white light, purified instantly.
Bai Xiaoyun held the tin staff, a glimpse of hesitation flashed in his eyes. However, when his gaze fell on the Bai family mbers who were being quickly drained of their vitality, his gaze beca firm again.
He saw him form another spell with one hand, and violently waved his palm forward. The six Buddhist beads engraved with Buddhist Mantras suspended beside him suddenly shone brightly and whizzed towards Demon Wind.
“Recite the True Word, suppress the demon with Buddha’s Light, Om, Ma, Ni, Ba, Mi, Hum.”
He chanted softly, and the six Buddhist beads instantly flew to Demon Wind’s side, encircling him and shining brightly.
Each True Word on the beads lit up with a red glow that illuminated the sky, and from it erged dozens of tall Buddha shadows bathed in light, holding various seals such as ditation, fearlessness, vows, preaching, wisdom, and subduing, striking towards Demon Wind.
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