The demons stepped forward, one after another. Gu Guan stood at the front, his palms pressed against Old Geng's back. Yan Chihuo saw this and understood that the demons were passing their magic power into Old Geng's body in succession. This method was suited only for companions who knew each other well and had worked together for a long time; Yan Chihuo could never achieve such coordination with these demons.
He stepped forward as well and pressed both palms against Old Geng's back. Old Geng said, "When I count to three, everyone send in your magic power together."
"One, two, three." The moment he finished speaking, Yan Chihuo sent in a stream of magic power. Old Geng said, "Everyone, speed it up."
Though Old Geng had sworn a Heavenly Dao oath, the demons of Bear Tiger Ridge still harbored misgivings. Naturally, they transmitted their magic power slowly, and Yan Chihuo did the same.
Hearing Old Geng's words, the demons had no choice but to accelerate the flow of magic power. Old Geng's aura rose steadily, level after level, then abruptly broke through the Dao Integration Stage and advanced into the Spirit Cultivation Stage.
Yan Chihuo and the demons were just about to withdraw their magic power when Old Geng cried, "Wait! My cultivation still needs stabilizing. You must lend me a hand a while longer and continue sending magic power."
The demons cursed inwardly, but none of them knew exactly how this secret art worked. They did not dare stop, and could only continue transmitting their magic power. Gu Guan glanced at Yan Chihuo and saw that he remained calm and composed. He could not help feeling a measure of secret admiration.
But after Old Geng advanced to the Spirit Cultivation Stage, he became like a bottomless pit. Yan Chihuo's