There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

The three-day period arrived in the blink of an eye.

Around Saturn, the figure of the Earth Script True Lord appeared in the cold and lonely starry sky. His body was surrounded by the mysterious light of earth spirit, which isolated him from the vacuum and the cold. His gaze was cast towards the 'demon star' in the distance that was shrouded in turbid demonic energy.

Behind him were the assembled cultivators of the Earth Cave Sect. One after another, star fortresses crafted with the Earth Element Law floated in the void, shaped like rugged mountains, with black and yellow runes flowing on their surfaces, forming an indestructible formation.

Between the star fortresses were the disciples of the Earth Cave Sect, who rode the Earth Spirit Escape Light. Each of them had a solemn expression, and the energy they held back was connected, making this void seem exceptionally stagnant.

"lets go."

The will of the Earthly True Lord was transmitted into the sea of ​​consciousness of every cultivator of the Earth Cave Sect through the array.

The massive star fortress cluster and the underground cavemen cultivators activated simultaneously. They used formations to draw upon the faint gravitational tides of the star space, like the veins of the earth extending in the void. With a steady momentum, they passed through the pre-established teleportation channels and pressed towards the defense line of the Great Luo Star.

As the massive cluster of underground portal star fortresses passed through the teleportation channel and arrived at the designated assembly area on Great Luo Star, a more magnificent picture than anticipated was reflected in the dark yellow eyes of Earth Script True Monarch.

To his left, far away, the void was filled with an endless expanse of crimson. That was the fleet of the True Yang Sect, countless starships radiating pure Yang fire. The scorching spiritual energy they emitted seemed to completely dispel the coldness of this star field, and even the twisted demonic energy in the distance seemed to instinctively avoid that scorching airspace.

Echoing this crimson expanse was the cool, watery radiance to his right. The Taiyin Sect's starship seemed to be carved from millennia-old ice, its form even more profound and wondrous.

Immediately afterwards, Diwen Zhenjun felt an incomparably sharp aura coming from the space behind him, as if it could cut through all obstacles. With a slight movement of his primordial spirit, he saw the fleet of Vajra Temple sailing out one after another from the teleportation channel.

Almost simultaneously, another vibrant aura spread from the other side, marking the arrival of the Taiyan Sect's fleet. Their starships were the most peculiar, sometimes resembling ancient trees rooted in the void, and sometimes shifting and changing like blue clouds, full of natural charm and elusive vitality.

Finally, in a relatively quiet airspace, streaks of colorful light appeared, and the Yuqing Sect's fleet revealed itself. Their starships were ancient and elegant, shrouded in pure immortal light, unlike weapons of war.

Beyond the deep starry sky on the outskirts of the battlefield, a massive shadow lurked, its boundless watery energy flowing like an undercurrent, unseen yet profoundly deep as the sea. These were the cultivators of the Linshui Mansion.

Next, two demonic clouds carrying a wild and untamed aura appeared. One of the demonic clouds was white-gold in color and carried the sound of wind and thunder. Wherever it passed, the void rippled slightly. When the cloud dispersed, the tiger demon troops under Wang Xuan's command were revealed. Most of them maintained their half-demon form, with ferocious claws and teeth, and rode in imposing warships.

The other cloud of demons appeared lively and unrestrained, with countless figures tumbling and leaping within it. It was Hou Ji's monkey army, which rode nimble and agile shuttles. Although their formation was not as disciplined as that of the tiger army, they possessed their own untamed wildness.

At the same time, Quan Xing's rat tribe silently revealed themselves. Their starships were small and concealed, like inconspicuous pebbles in a sea of ​​stars, but there were a great many of them, densely packed together, gleaming with a wary light.

Following closely behind was a reassuring, steady aura, like that of a mountain. It was Niu Pan, who was clad in heavy stone armor. Every step he took seemed to tread on invisible veins, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to tremble slightly.

Finally, the Star God Alliance fleet appeared. One part of their fleet was surrounded by a golden halo, clearly belonging to the Vajra Temple's flying ships, while the other part of the fleet was full of vitality, obviously the work of the Taiyan Sect.

Just as the fleets of all sides were basically in position and a chilling atmosphere filled the starry sky, an indescribable power quietly emerged.

Without any warning, a gentle and peaceful will seemed to have traveled from the beginning of time, silently permeating the entire gathered space. Earthly True Monarch clearly felt that every disciple of the Earth Cave Sect behind him, including himself, felt a slight tremor in the depths of their primordial spirits. Then, when he looked up, he saw a 'blessing talisman' appear above his head.

The moment the talisman solidified, it cleared his mind and made the flow of spiritual energy around him smoother. Not only him, but everyone in the army gathered under the starry sky had the same 'blessing talisman' above their heads.

Before this refreshing life force had completely dissipated, another completely different will followed, enveloping the area.

Cold, vast, and imposing, it carries the majesty of the oldest waters deep within the starry sea.

It's the Dragon King!
His will, like an invisible tide, swept over, making Diwen Zhenjun feel a slight chill all over his body. The slight dust accumulated in his physical body and primordial spirit due to the long journey or past cultivation, and even the slight, imperceptible restlessness in his mind caused by the impending great battle, were all cleansed by this cold and pure power, leaving only absolute calmness and focus.

Similarly, this purifying power was applied indiscriminately to every cultivator who was about to wage war against the demonic path.

In the blink of an eye, the two beings standing at the pinnacle of the starry sky silently displayed their unimaginable divine powers. Although they did not appear in person, their will had already enveloped the entire battlefield.

At this moment, all the cultivators understood that they were not only fighting on behalf of their respective sects, but also under the watchful eyes of these two wills. The nature of the war seemed to have been elevated to another level at this moment.

Subsequently, Diwen sensed that several powerful consciousnesses swept across the area in quick succession and issued a concise invitation.

With a thought, Diwen Zhenjun sent a projection of his primordial spirit away from his body. The next moment, he appeared in a temporarily constructed primordial spirit space.

Almost the instant he arrived, more than a dozen other figures also solidified.

As in their previous meeting, they remained clearly divided. One side was led by Tiangong and Diwen, followed by Ao Yi, Wangqing, Wang Xian and Hou Ji of the demon race, and the six fifth-realm cultivators of the Star God Alliance; the other side was led by Quanxing and Baiyan, followed by Niupan and Zang Yi, Yuexi, Zhixin, and Peidaoren of the Star God Alliance.

Xuanqing remained neutral, while Rongyang, whose body was still contaminated, had no choice but to entrust the Zhenyang Sect army to Xuanqing's care.

Without exchanging pleasantries, Tiangong's consciousness spoke first, getting straight to the point: "We must strike with overwhelming force. Our Vajra Temple can advance from the south."

As soon as he finished speaking, Baiyan Zhenjun replied, "Our Taiyin Sect is willing to enter from the north."

Quan Xing said softly, "My demon army will meet the enemy head-on."

...

Their respective goals were set in those few words, and the primordial spirits of the True Lords immediately dissipated.

Earthly True Monarch opened his eyes and gazed at the distant Demon Realm. His icy voice resounded through the array, reaching all the star fortresses and disciples of the Underground Gate:

"Target: West Wing, advance!" As the cold voice of Diwen Zhenjun still echoed in the starry sky, the star fortress beneath his feet burst forth with a thick, dark yellow light, like a falling star, breaking away from its own formation and charging fiercely toward the surging demonic energy defense line on the west wing of the demon star with a resolute momentum that could crush everything.

Behind him, all the underground gates, star fortresses, and cultivators activated simultaneously, and the Xuanhuang torrent surged forth once more, following closely behind.

Almost simultaneously, the entire battlefront surrounding Da Luo Xing erupted into a frenzy, like a flaming fire being lit…

The Vajra Temple fleet transformed into a golden arrowhead traversing the star field, unleashing boundless golden spiritual energy that shredded and purified all demonic energy and low-level demonic creatures it touched.

The Taiyin Sect fleet scattered the cold moonlight, freezing and cracking the demonic energy wherever it passed, slowing down their movements; on the main battlefield, Quanxing's rat army was like a surging undercurrent, severing the connections of the demonic array, while Niu Pan was like a moving mountain, crashing into the demonic tide with the most savage manner, invincible.

However, the demonic cultivators did not engage in a head-on confrontation as expected. Instead, they relied on the dense demonic energy and the fortifications they had already constructed to fight and retreat.

The Earthly True Monarch's dark yellow eyes held a deep, cold light. The instinctive rejection and disgust he felt towards the extraterrestrial demonic energy deep within his consciousness transformed into the most intense killing intent at this moment.

The star fortress he was in suddenly accelerated, its surface runes flashing wildly, gathering the earth elemental energy from the surrounding ten thousand miles, transforming into a colossal, dark yellow hand that covered the starry sky. The lines on the palm were like the veins of mountains and rivers, carrying a heavy power that could bear all things and also bury all things, and slammed down fiercely towards the area with the densest demonic energy in front of him!

"boom!"

As the giant hand descended, the demonic energy in that area collapsed instantly, as if crushed by an invisible force. The demonic cultivators hiding within were reduced to dust before they could even scream.

After successfully striking, Earthly True Lord did not stop and continued to crush forward on Star Fortress. Wherever he passed, the demonic energy dissipated and countless demons perished. Soon, he forcibly tore open a gap that continued to extend forward on the western front.

His bravery and strength inspired the disciples of the Underground Sect behind him, making the Underground Sect's battle line advance the fastest and launch the most fierce attacks.

However, Diwen Zhenjun also clearly sensed that as they went deeper, the surrounding demonic energy became increasingly viscous and cold, and the resistance was constantly increasing. Obviously, the demonic cultivators were not retreating indiscriminately, but were leading the alliance army into a battlefield depth that was more favorable to them.

"boom!"

A deafening roar echoed through the starry sky and spread through the undulating spiritual energy, while a beam of fire shot into the sky like the sun.

It was Ke Yue from the Taiyan Sect camp. She transformed into her Golden Crow form, with flames constantly exploding around her, forming collapsed spaces. Countless tiny black holes appeared in these collapsed spaces, devouring the nearby demons along with their foul spells.

Her fighting style was completely reckless, which many people couldn't understand. But Luo Feng, who was beside her, knew that as a puppet secretly planted by Wang Ping, Ke Yue was unlikely to perish in this war no matter how reckless she acted.

However, others were unaware of the inside story. Many Taiyan Sect disciples felt unsteady even from afar, including the usually eccentric Li Miaolin. But what concerned them even more was the omnipresent death on the battlefield.

A filthy demonic light swept across, and the shield of a starship not far away shattered like a bubble. The ship's hull was instantly corroded, and the cultivators inside were immediately turned into wisps of green smoke and assimilated.

On the other side, the defensive barrier formed by several cultivators of the Star God Alliance shattered under the impact of several self-destructing demons. The violent energy instantly tore their physical bodies to pieces, and their remaining primordial spirits were corrupted by the subsequent surge of demonic energy amidst screams.

Luo Feng's figure flickered amidst the chaotic flames and edges created by Ke Yue. With each swing of his Gentleman's Sword, he could stir up a large amount of demonic energy and cause it to dissipate. Cunning demonic cultivators who tried to attack Ke Yue from the flank would often falter, and then their core demonic source would be silently pierced, turning into ashes in the aftershocks of the true fire.

However, he would occasionally stop to activate the Star God Barrier to buy time for some cultivators of the Taiyan Sect who were in crisis, but he still could not avoid the fact that there were a lot of casualties.

The cruelty of war lies in its ruthless consumption of every individual, regardless of what kind of cultivation method they practice or what kind of magical treasures they possess. Even cultivators at the fourth level are subject to this fate, let alone those disciples at lower levels, whose lives are as fragile as candles flickering in the wind.

Ke Yue was oblivious to the casualties around her, or rather, she had already regarded herself as part of this brutal attrition. Her Golden Crow True Form erupted once more, and even more violent flames swept outwards, even at the cost of burning nearby allies, just to clear out a larger area of ​​monsters.

Luo Feng frowned slightly, his Gentleman's Sword swirling with sword flowers, diverting the few strands of uncontrolled true fire that were about to spread. He understood Ke Yue's determination, but such reckless madness still made him feel a little heavy.

"Om~"

Suddenly, an indescribable vibration resounded, followed by a dazzling golden light that shone under the starry sky.

Golden light converged like a knife and fell silently. Where the light blade passed, space was smoothly split in two like a fragile piece of silk, leaving behind a dark void that was difficult to mend for a long time and exuded pure golden spiritual energy.

The thick cloud formations that had gathered countless demonic cultivators and demonic creatures in front of them, along with the arrays and fortifications hidden within them, were cleaved open by this absolutely sharp strike, creating a huge gap that stretched across hundreds of thousands of miles of starry sky!

At the edge of the gap, the demonic energy attempted to surge and mend itself, but was constantly shredded by the remaining golden spirit energy. It was unlikely to recover in a short time. This strike not only cleared a large area of ​​airspace, but also temporarily severed the connection between the demonic energy in a region, creating a valuable opportunity for the cultivators who rushed in.

On the Taiyan Sect's rear command flagship, Miaoqing Daoist's face was illuminated by golden light, while Quecai beside her said in a teasing tone, "This is the first time I've seen the Vajra Temple put in so much effort."

She didn't dare to directly mention Tiangong, but she was unrestrained in teasing Jingang Temple.

Xia Wenyi continued, "The Dragon Lord dares not delay any longer."

Daoist Miaoqing didn't elaborate on this topic. Unlike Xia Wenyi, she didn't have a True Lord master. She quickly changed the subject, saying, "Since they are willing to step forward, let's slow down and try to minimize casualties."

"it is good!"

This time, the Taiyan Sect army was led by Miao Qing. After she made the decision, everyone else naturally had to give her face, and it would be good to reduce casualties.

After responding, Cai asked softly, "Should we delay the pace of this war?" (End of Chapter)