There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

In just a few breaths, demonic energy surged in the border region where the rebels were entrenched, and the polluted aura instantly crossed the front line of defense, penetrating the defenses and spreading into the inner ring star field.

The moment the first line of defense collapsed, the hundreds of thousands of Qi cultivators stationed there didn't even have time to react before they became dead.

But the rebels did not stop. Countless demonized flying boats drew scarlet trails in the void, like thousands of burning meteors, crashing hard into the second barrier of the Dao Palace alliance.

These flying boats are living puppets tainted by demonic energy. Their outer shells writhe with flesh-like patterns, and twisted wills surge within them. Each impact is accompanied by a piercing shriek, like the howling of millions of wronged souls.

The Dao Palace cultivators quickly formed an array, and runes intertwined in the void to form a net, causing the energy barrier to rise again. However, this time, the erosion of demonic energy was even more intense. The pitch-black filth clung to the barrier like living creatures, frantically devouring the pure spiritual energy, and spiderweb-like cracks quickly appeared on the surface of the barrier.

"Hold on!"

The roars of the Four Realms Star Gods echoed from the various defense lines from time to time. The Four Realms of the Demon Clan, who were guarding the rear, rushed to the front line immediately. However, there were simply too many Demonic Qi Flying Boats. They crashed into the enemy one after another without regard for the cost, and even self-destructed.

Each explosion unleashed a storm of foul demonic energy, eroding the cultivators' souls. The lower-level Qi cultivators on the defensive line were the first to give way, their protective auras were penetrated by the demonic energy, their eyes quickly turned scarlet, and twisted black patterns appeared under their skin.

"what!"

Some young cultivators suddenly clutched their heads, letting out shrill screams. Black blood seeped from their seven orifices, their bodies began to deform, their bones twisted, their flesh swelled, and in the blink of an eye they transformed into mindless demons, lunging at their comrades beside them.

"Don't hold back, they've lost their true selves!"

The voices of high-level cultivators echoed across the battlefield, followed by streaks of blazing white sword light that cleaved the demonized cultivators in two. But more changes were still occurring, the defensive line began to falter, and the cultivators' formation gradually fell apart.

Just then, dozens of dazzling streaks of light suddenly lit up the sky, as the Dao Palace's fourth-realm cultivators finally made their move!

"Stop them!"

A clear shout echoed across the battlefield, and a female cultivator dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe stepped into the air. She formed hand seals, and colorful light surrounded her. As her hand seals changed, golden lightning spread outwards from her center, roaring towards the area with the densest demonic energy.

She is Yuxing Fujun of the Yuqing Sect, and she was the first of the seven sects and four realms to make a move.

Wherever the divine lightning she summoned passed, the demonic energy melted away like snow meeting boiling water, and dozens of demonized flying ships crumbled in the blue light. But before the cultivators could even breathe a sigh of relief, a pitch-black figure suddenly burst forth from the dissipating demonic energy!
It was a monster that was no longer recognizable as human. Its body was twisted and swollen, its skin was covered with writhing tumors, its limbs had mutated into sharp bone blades, and its head had only a gaping maw full of sharp teeth. Most terrifying of all were its eyes, which were now just two pitch-black vortexes that devoured all the light around them.

Yu Xingfujun watched the demonic cultivator with an unchanged expression. Colorful rays of light spread out from her body, instantly transforming into a hazy star field. Within this domain simulated by her Golden Core universe, the sun and moon revolved, stars were born and died, and all laws could be manifested by her will.

"retreat!"

As the decree resounded through the starry sky, the demonic cultivator seemed to be distorted by the rules of heaven and earth, and his figure was indeed rapidly retreating. At this moment, golden blades kept flashing around Lord Yuxing, surging towards the distorted demonic cultivator. The retreating demonic cultivator was instantly engulfed by the flying blades, and his body then exploded with a bang.

A glint of light flashed in Lord Yuxing's eyes, and the hand seals in his hands changed abruptly:

"Seale the Demon!"

Suddenly, countless mysterious runes appeared within the seven-colored domain. Each rune was filled with righteous energy to suppress evil spirits. The exploded demonic energy had not yet been reassembled when it was enveloped by these runes, transforming into a jet-black bead that floated in the palm of Lord Rain Star.

"Destroy!"

She clenched her fist, and the black bead shattered and vanished into nothingness. However, at that moment, another black shadow suddenly rose from the depths of the demonic energy!
The demonic cultivator that appeared this time was even more bizarre. It had no fixed form, and its entire body was like flowing asphalt. Painful and distorted human faces kept appearing on its surface. Those faces opened their mouths and emitted silent screams. Just looking at them was enough to make one's consciousness sting.

Lord Yuxing's gaze sharpened, and at the same time, she made a grasping motion with her right hand, and a long sword condensed from pure starlight appeared out of thin air.

"cut!"

The sword light fell like a galaxy, carrying the simulated rules of the Golden Core universe.

The demonic figure neither dodged nor evaded, allowing the sword light to cleave it in two. However, the two halves of its body suddenly twisted and transformed into two pitch-black chains. Countless illusory human faces were on the surface of the chains, which wrapped around the sword light!

At this moment, the faces on the chains suddenly opened their eyes and let out a piercing shriek. The sound waves even caused ripples in the consciousness of Lord Yuxing, making him appear somewhat unstable.

"Humph!"

Lord Yuxing made a hand seal with his left hand, and a thick, dark yellow aura appeared within his Golden Core universe—this was the earth vein energy of the Underground Cave Sect.
"town!"

The powerful gravity enveloped the demonic cultivator's entire body, and the next moment, a mournful wail echoed through the starry sky.

Taking advantage of this moment, Lady Rain Star flashed and appeared behind the demonic shadow. The starlight sword in her hand disappeared, replaced by the True Yang power of the True Yang Sect. Blazing white flames erupted from her palm, instantly engulfing the demonic shadow.

The demonic shadow writhed wildly in the flames, its asphalt-like body sizzling as it burned. Just as it was about to be completely purified, a low roar suddenly came from the depths of the demonic energy.

A third dark figure streaked through the air!

This is a mutilated skeleton, its bones covered in blood-red demonic runes. It wields a twisted bone knife, and wherever the blade passes, the space is torn apart with tiny black cracks.

The bone knife slashed straight at Lord Yuxing's back without any fancy moves. Lord Yuxing immediately dodged, then charged forward without hesitation...

Meanwhile, similar battles were unfolding across the battlefield. Miao Qing Dao Ren and Li Miao Lin of the Taiyan Sect were also at the front lines, as were Ke Yue and Luo Feng, who followed them into battle. However, the demonic cultivators from beyond the realm with cultivation levels equal to theirs seemed endless.

Through Ke Yue's consciousness, Wang Ping clearly sensed the insane consciousness of these extraterrestrial demon cultivators. They were not normal beings at all, but merely a pile of mad, rotting flesh endowed with some strange abilities, similar to his puppets. However, his puppets maintained order, while these insane beings only had the desire for destruction and slaughter.

But like puppets, these crazy things have one thing in common: they are the best consumables!

Earthly True Monarch could naturally sense this as well. His original plan was no longer useful at this moment because the cultivators of the four realms had entered the battlefield too quickly and had not yet achieved the goal of depleting the rebel army.

If they were to lose cultivators at the fourth level, it would be a huge loss for the Dao Palace Alliance. Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, Diwen Zhenjun decided to abandon the second line of defense.

Shortly after the order was given, the entire defensive line collapsed completely in less than fifteen minutes.

The moment the defensive line collapsed, the eight bronze towers trembled simultaneously, and the ancient runes on their bodies lit up one by one, connecting with each other and weaving into a golden net that covered the entire battlefield in the void.

The serpent demon Bai Xin, in his true form, coiled atop the bronze tower in front of the extraterrestrial planet, his hands forming hand seals, his icy voice resounding across the battlefield: "Activate the formation!"

Eight distinct forces soared into the sky from the top of the tower, instantly transforming into a vast, illusory net of rules. The abilities they each wielded emerged on this net, forming a strangling array.

The surging energy erupted instantly, rapidly dissolving the demonic energy in its path. Those ferocious demonic flying boats shattered like paper upon contact with this energy, and the demons at the forefront vanished into nothingness in the blink of an eye!

Just as the array formed by the eight bronze towers was about to completely annihilate the demons on the front lines, a chilling buzzing sound suddenly came from the depths of the demonic world.

The sound was like the simultaneous flapping of wings of billions of insects, or the simultaneous collapse of millions of stars, piercing the very soul. Immediately afterwards, a pitch-black rift opened in the center of the demonic world, and an altar made of piled-up white bones slowly rose up. The altar was covered with twisted demonic runes, each rune seemingly writhing, breathing, and devouring the surrounding light.

"boom--"

The altar erupted with monstrous demonic flames, instantly outlining an inverted crimson array in the void. The array's patterns twisted and turned like blood vessels, constantly pumping out viscous pollutants. These pollutants transformed into countless hideous demonic shadows, which clashed violently with the golden net!
In an instant, two completely opposite forces clashed in the starry sky, unleashing a world-destroying power.

Space, like fragile glass, began to crumble inch by inch. Dark cracks spread like a spider web, silently swallowing everything in their path, from the floating fortresses of the Dao Palace to the wreckage of the flying boats filled with demonic energy. Some low-level cultivators who couldn't escape in time were torn to pieces by the spatial turbulence before they could even scream.

Even more terrifying is that at the center of the collision between the two great formations, a distorted vortex gradually formed, and the rules of spacetime within the vortex were completely disrupted.

"Back off! Back off!"

Whether they were Daoist cultivators or demons, they all instinctively moved away from the star field covered by the impact light.

In front of the Taiyan Sect's base, Daoist Miaoqing and Li Miaolin stared solemnly at the ever-expanding vortex. They could clearly feel that the power of the two great formations was canceling each other out and devouring each other, yet strangely maintaining a certain balance.

"If this continues, it will only result in mutual destruction!"

Miaoqing Daoist murmured softly.

Li Miaolin, on the other hand, was filled with excitement. If it weren't for the fact that this was indeed impossible, he might have already charged in.

In a short while, the magic array net constructed by the Dao Palace began to dim, and the demonic runes of the scarlet array gradually collapsed. Finally, with a deafening explosion, both arrays collapsed at the same time!
A violent surge of energy swept across the area, clearing a void in the center of the battlefield.

After the energy turbulence dissipated, both sides fell into an eerie silence.

On the Dao Palace side, the runes on the eight bronze towers were dim, and even tiny cracks appeared on the tower bodies; while in the demonic world, the white bone altar had also collapsed more than halfway, with faint demonic flames dancing on the ruins.

Suddenly, the starry sky froze.

An indescribable sense of heaviness enveloped the entire battlefield, as if the entire star field had suddenly been encased in a transparent amber. All the fleeing Dao Palace cultivators, the frantically pursuing demons, and even the drifting dust, all froze in place at this moment.

"Boom~"

A muffled roar came from the far distance, as if some enormous thing was crossing the void. Then, a yellowish-brown star phantom quickly appeared above the battlefield. The surface of this star was crisscrossed with grooves, and viscous earth spirit essence flowed from each crack, exuding a terrifying aura that suppressed all things.

"It is the Earthly True Lord!"

One of the monks shouted excitedly.

It was indeed Diwen Zhenjun who made the move; he has always been so decisive in his actions.

Suddenly, the illusory star twisted and deformed, transforming into a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky. The lines on the palm were clearly visible, each line being a rushing river of earth spirit, and an ancient character '镇' (zhen, meaning "suppress") appeared in the center of the palm.

The giant hand slowly pressed down.

There were no dazzling magical fluctuations, no earth-shattering momentum; it was simply the most basic and pure palm strike.

When that palm strike landed, the entire battlefield groaned in agony.

"Click~"

The writhing black shadows in the demonic world suddenly froze, spiderweb-like cracks appearing on their twisted bodies, and the demonic flames dancing from the remains of the bone altar seemed to be severed by an invisible force.

Even more terrifying was the space itself. Centered on the giant hand, the space within a radius of tens of thousands of miles began to compress layer upon layer, as if an invisible giant hand was kneading this starry sky into a ball. The fleeing demons were squeezed and burst by the compressed space, turning into clumps of filthy blood mist.

An angry roar came from the depths of the demonic world, the demonic energy surged faster, and an invisible barrier formed around the demonic world.

The giant hand continued to press down.

"Boom~"

The barrier surrounding the demonic world began to collapse as soon as it was formed. Countless demons self-destructed in despair, trying to resist this invincible palm strike with their last madness, but their self-destruction could not even slow down the speed of the giant palm's descent.

Just as the giant hand was about to touch the core of the demonic world, a sudden change occurred!
From the deepest part of the demonic world, a jet-black pillar of light shot into the sky and collided violently with the giant palm of the Earthly True Monarch.

"Bang~"

With a dull thud, the giant hand paused its downward momentum. Countless distorted faces emerged from the black light, each face emitting a silent scream and releasing terrifying malice capable of corrupting a True Monarch.

Earthly True Lord snorted coldly:
“Destroy.”

A single, simple word, yet it seems to carry some inviolable universal truth.

"Boom~"

The distorted face within the black light exploded simultaneously. Just as the black light was about to dissipate, a jet-black beam of light stretched across the starry sky, distorting both time and space.

Then, the entire starry sky trembled.

Wang Ping, inside the Wood Spirit World, raised an eyebrow. He sensed a very uncomfortable force that made him want to take action.

"Is it the source of demonic energy corresponding to the wood element?"

He whispered softly.

At this moment, the frontline starry sky is nothing but a huge, palm-shaped void, with cracks spreading across the edges of the void like a shattered mirror, which cannot be healed for a long time.

The battlefield was completely silent.

"It's not that simple after all!"

Diwen had been prepared for this, but this time the rebel counterattack was finally stopped. However, the gains of the previous ten years were all lost in this sudden battle.

At that moment, Diwen suddenly realized that he might not be able to defeat the rebels with his own strength alone! (End of Chapter)