In no more than a few breaths, Demonic Qi surged across the borderlands occupied by the Rebels. The tainted aura instantly crossed the foremost defensive line, pierced through it, and spread into the Inner Ring Starfield.
The instant the first line of defense collapsed, the hundreds of thousands of Qi practitioners stationed there became lost souls before they could even react.
Yet the Rebels did not halt. Countless demonized flying boats streaked through the void in scarlet trails, like tens of millions of burning meteors, smashing viciously into the Dao Palace Coalition's second barrier.
These flying boats were living Puppets corrupted by Demonic Qi. Flesh-like patterns writhed across their shells, twisted wills churned within, and every collision came with a piercing shriek, as though billions of wronged souls were howling.
The Dao Palace cultivators swiftly formed formations. Runes interwove into a net in the void, and energy barriers rose once more. But this time, the Demonic Qi's corrosion was even more violent. Black filth clung to the barriers like living creatures, frantically gnawing at the pure spiritual qi, while spiderweb-like cracks rapidly emerged across their surfaces.
"Hold the line!"
The furious roars of Fourth Realm Star Gods rose from defensive lines across the battlefield from time to time. The Fourth Realm members of the Demon Race guarding the rear also rushed to the front at once. Yet there were simply too many Demonic Qi flying boats. They charged one after another at any cost, even self-destructing.
Every explosion stirred up a storm of filthy Demonic Qi that corroded the cultivators' souls. The low-level Qi practitioners on the defensive line were the first to fail. Their protective Spiritual Light was penetrated by Demonic Qi, their eyes swiftly stained scarlet, and twisted black veins surfaced beneath their skin.
"Aah!"
Some young cultivators