The Most Holy One and Dawn Venerable had traveled without pause with the Creation Supreme Treasure, the Han Che Mirror, and finally reached the border of the Endless Starfield.
The situation here was even worse than it had been a few days ago.
Originally, a spatial barrier personally erected by the True Lord of Myriad Realms stretched across this place, its surface flowing with array patterns and formations empowered by countless powerful cultivators.
But now, nearly forty percent of those array patterns had been warped by a dark crimson halo.
The starry sky within the barrier no longer glittered with countless stars.
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As far as the eye could see, a turbid dark red seethed and churned endlessly.
It was as though someone had tossed the entire starfield into a cauldron of boiling blood.
Moreover, those things were not still. They writhed and rolled without cease.
In some areas, they even gathered into the shape of hands, groping toward the barrier.
Farther away, even the stars had become hazy specks of light.
After their starlight was swallowed by the Red Tide, it was no longer starlight.
It became a dark crimson radiation accompanied by a low hum. Even strongholds far from the front lines could hear a sound like tens of thousands of people sobbing at once.
"Run!"
"Run, quickly!"
"The spatial barrier is right ahead!"
At that moment, a flying ship packed with mortals and cultivators was taking off from a planet about to be swallowed by the Red Tide.
The ship's speed had already been pushed to its limit.
Layer upon layer of defensive formations lit up across the hull. Spirit stones were being consumed at a visible rate, but the Red Tide surged in even faster.
In less than the time of a breath, it