The Evil Spirits and Mental Aberration creatures howled, trying to escape, but Zheng Yichen firmly maintained the summoning ritual. The area around the ritual was filled with the power of spatial distortion and wind barriers. When the Evil Spirits hit them, they were bounced back, as they tried to disrupt the summoning ritual.
However, the materialized White Light was not so easily destroyed. The transferred power caused some backlash to Zheng Yichen; he licked the blood at the corner of his lips, eyes filled with anticipation as he watched the Evil Spirits and Mental Aberration creatures dissolving into the ritual.
The gathering White Light brightened the blood-colored Hell. Zheng Yichen exhaled, feeling his depleted strength rapidly recovering. The Essence of Life now only filled a part of his hand bone, but this small portion had already brought significant changes to him.