Ginger clay, hundreds of demonic auras surged from all directions towards Ye Fusheng, but they only reached his side and couldn't get any closer.,All demons held back no longer, raising their hands to channel demonic energy.,With another wave of his hand, Ye Fusheng's barrier, which had been shimmering with colorful light, instantly turned pitch black, completely isolating the inside and outside. This place seemed like a world unto itself.。