Ghostly Thought-Force Differentiation

"River God Temple..."

Mo Hua looked toward the distant temple awash in blood-red light, his gaze narrowing slightly.

After the Earth Kill Array cleared the field, the ensuing Demons still rushed forward one after another to kill them. Mo Hua set down several more Gen Mountain Binding Arrays to hold them back for a moment, covering everyone's retreat from the Preaching Ground. They temporarily rested in an open courtyard.

Away from the Preaching Ground, they were also away from the Demon Blood Refining Array.

Those malformed Demons were sustained by the Blood Refining Array and could not stray too far from it, so they no longer pursued them.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Hua's gaze darkened as he looked at one of the Gu Family cultivators. The man's face was deathly pale, his brows tightly furrowed. Clearly, his Divine Consciousness was showing signs of depletion.

Earlier, that Gu Family cultivator had been approached by a Demon, and his Divine Consciousness had been drained.

Though that Demon had soon been driven back by Mo Hua, part of the man's Divine Consciousness had still been consumed.

"Demons formed from flesh and blood can consume cultivators' Divine Consciousness..."

Mo Hua frowned.

These malformed Demons were like Zombies—difficult to kill and impossible to eradicate completely.

With just their group, wiping them all out was simply impossible.

In a direct fight, these Demons might not have been especially powerful, but their ability to consume Divine Consciousness made them exceedingly troublesome...

No matter how high one's cultivation, once trapped amid a horde of Demons, entangled at close range by these deathless creatures and drained of Divine Consciousness, one would soon be exhausted, lose consciousness, become unable to resist, and be reduced to Demon fodder.

And within a Second-Grade State Boundary, such a number of