The erosion spread far faster than imagined.
When the tip of a tentacle slammed into the ship's hull, it burst apart in an instant like blooming sparks. The sight resembled lightning running in reverse, corroding the entire ship in the blink of an eye.
Boom!
With a deafening explosion, red mist erupted from the top of the ship like a mushroom cloud.
The crew members who had come to rescue them reacted with extreme speed. The instant the ship was attacked, they all took flight and scattered. When the red mist burst forth, only one crew member failed to dodge in time and was immediately enveloped by it. Then he let out a howl and lunged at another crew member nearby.
Seeing this, Aiou reached out and grabbed. A gigantic hand of energy appeared instantly, seizing the crew member in its palm.
"He has already been corroded by the Abyssal Will. Don't hesitate!" a cultivator said in horror.
Aiou glanced at the cultivator before looking at the crew member and saying, "If I attain Transcendence one day, I will surely save you."
Only after saying that did he exert his strength and hurl the crew member downward. In the end, the crew member vanished completely into the red energy.
Quite a few cultivators could not help sneering inwardly when they heard Aiou's words. They sounded nice enough, but hearing them was one thing. Many people had entertained such fantasies before, only to be defeated by cruel reality in the end.
Transcendence was not something one could attain merely through cultivation.
"Alright. Any cultivators willing to help maintain order, step forward. That accident just now could have been entirely avoided. I need you to stand guard. Otherwise, what is the point of the ships arriving? If you don't want to die,