Millions of Dark Demon Realm troops gathered in dense formations, their warriors still clad in blood-stained armor, clutching worn weapons.Spiritual Energy Users from the medical teams formed semicircles, and pale green healing light spread like a tide, enveloping large areas—this was the most basic, crude, large-scale healing technique, unable to fully mend wounds but capable of barely sustaining the lives of the severely injured.Blood holes in severed limbs were temporarily sealed by Spiritual Energy, and warriors with damaged internal organs were gently levitated in the air by soft light.Suppressed cries of pain, mixed with the humming of flowing Spiritual Energy, echoed softly in the gloomy space.Despite the numerous casualties, every face was filled with the relief of surviving a catastrophe, their eyes gleaming with the joy of escaping death.The ferocity of the space channel sealing battle still resonated in their minds—the sky-obscuring giant palms of the Thousand-Hand Wooden Statue, the brutal savagery of the demons, and the fearless bravery of their comrades, all now transformed into a burning warmth in their chests.They stood silently, looking up at the deep sky in unison, as if by some unspoken agreement.Suddenly, a ripple of space appeared in mid-air, spreading out in layers of light like a stone dropped into still water.Immediately after, a figure stepped out from the slowly opening Space Gate, his Demon King Wings with dark golden patterns gently fanning, the resulting airflow rustling the hair of the soldiers below.His armor was still stained with wet, inky blood, his black frost blade hung diagonally at his waist, and a faint smile played on his lips, as if he was happy about something."Commander Qin Tian!"It was unclear who shouted first, but in ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) the next second, the scene erupted into thunderous applause and cheers, the deafening roars sweeping across the wilderness like rolling thunder.Calls of "Qin Tian!" and "Qin Tian!" rose and fell, eventually converging into a unified, surging tide.Warriors with severed arms struggled to stand upright, waving their limbs vigorously; injured mages tremblingly waved their staffs, smiles on their faces; even the severely wounded, levitated by Spiritual Energy, laboriously lifted their heads, their eyes gleaming with reverence.Everyone understood how hard-won this victory was.The greatest contributor, without a doubt, was Qin Tian.Without Qin Tian's spatial teleportation, they could not have crossed several Demon Realms from the Infernal Demon Sea to the Dark Demon Realm within a mere hour, arriving before the demons could launch a full-scale invasion of the universe.Without Qin Tian's treasure sealing, the moment the sealing scroll shattered, the entire battle would have been destined to collapse, and the space channel would have only expanded further, nourished by demonic energy.Without Qin Tian's final Space Gate, the hundreds of United Army would have undoubtedly been trapped and surrounded by demons, unable to escape.From charging into battle to making a desperate counterattack, from sealing the channel to evacuating all personnel, Qin Tian, by his own strength, single-handedly turned the tide of the battle.At this moment, everyone gazed at the figure in the sky, their eyes filled only with admiration and awe—this was not merely an overwhelming display of strength, but also the courage to turn the tide in a desperate situation.Oriental Feather stood at the front of the crowd, the bloodstains on his green robe exceptionally clear under the faint Spiritual Energy light.He looked at Qin Tian, surrounded by cheers in the sky, without a hint of jealousy, but rather with a touch of appreciation and a smile.Qin Tian felt the fervent gazes from below, and the smile on his face deepened.He said little, merely raising his hand and, with a wave, another wide Space Gate opened behind him."Comrades, it's time for us to go home."Upon hearing the words "go home," the warriors' eyes blurred, and a myriad of emotions surged in their hearts.Their time in the Demon Suppression Abyss had been like a long and cruel nightmare.How many times had they watched their comrades fall beside them, unable to offer help?Some warriors recalled the chattering recruit who always followed them when they first entered the Demon Suppression Abyss, now long buried in some unknown corner; others touched the military medals on their chests, stained not only with their own sweat and blood but also with the warmth of the brothers who fought alongside them.Many, in their darkest hours, had not even dared to hope of leaving alive, wishing only to kill one more demon, to buy one more breath of time for the homeland behind them.And now, with the space channel successfully sealed and the mission perfectly completed, they could return to the home they had yearned for, adorned with the glory of their military achievements.There, their waiting loved ones, warm lights, and the peace far from the flames of war awaited them."Home! Home!" someone shouted first, and then more and more people joined in, their shouts converging into a torrent, filled with excitement and joy.The medical teams quickly maintained the healing light, escorting the severely wounded to be the first to step into the Space Gate.Though the severely wounded were immobile, their faces were radiant with happiness, their eyes gleaming with anticipation for home.In the starry sky outside the Demon Suppression Abyss, the battle raged fiercely.The steel torrent formed by the Imperial Fleet collided with the demon horde, energy beams interweaving like a downpour, illuminating the dark space as if it were day.Countless demon corpses and warship wreckage floated in the starry sky; some debris still burned with eerie blue flames, while others were frozen into giant ice crystals.The bow of a main warship was struck by a seventh-tier demon, creating a massive gap, and alarms blared deafeningly, but the commander in the bridge calmly issued counterattack orders.After several hours of bitter fighting, the fleet finally began to regain the initiative.Each ship rearranged its formation according to the predetermined battle plan, like a tightening net, segmenting and encircling the demon horde.During this lull, members of the external sealing team, under the cover of dozens of escort warships, were fully activating the sealing array, attempting to block the space channels on the second and third layers of the Demon Abyss.Around the array, dozens of Oriental Family experts in green battle armor formed a defensive formation, killing approaching high-tier demons one by one.However, the battlefield situation remained grim; although there were many Imperial experts, the number of demons was even more terrifying, pouring out of the channels endlessly, tying down the powerful cultivators.Even more troublesome were the constantly splitting space rifts, appearing like random traps, from which Dark Demons would suddenly burst out, either ambushing warships or tearing apart defensive formations, frequently disrupting the fleet's deployment.Inside the command flagship, Oriental Mountain stared at the dense red dots on the holographic star map, his brows furrowed into a knot.On the star map, three stable space channels were gradually being suppressed by the sealing array; based on past experience, continuous application of sealing power would eventually block them completely.But the newly appearing space channels were like a persistent disease, not only extremely unstable but also constantly splitting into more smaller rifts, with their numbers continuously increasing."General, the left flank's defense has been breached again by demons rushing out of the rifts!" The communications officer's voice was anxious, "The Third Fleet requests support!"Oriental Mountain slammed his fist heavily on the command console, stating in a deep voice, "Send in the reserves! Tell them they must hold the line, even if it means death!"He knew very well that if these rifts were allowed to continue splitting, even if the fleet's numbers were to double or triple, they would eventually be worn down by the endless stream of demons.But for a moment, he couldn't think of any way to solve the problem.Just then, the red dots representing the space rifts on the star map suddenly flickered violently.The rifts, which had been continuously expanding, began to fluctuate irregularly, their edges rippling with distorted spatial energy, as if being savagely torn apart by an invisible giant hand.Some demons attempting to squeeze through the rifts were instantly torn into countless fragments before they could fully emerge, their dark green blood spreading in the starry sky.Immediately after, to the shocked gazes of all crew members, those troublesome space rifts disappeared into thin air, like melting ice and snow, one by one.Some rifts transformed into specks of starlight amidst violent spatial fluctuations, while others directly collapsed into a singularity before being completely annihilated."The rifts are gone?" The communications officer's eyes widened, barely able to believe the data on the command panel.Inside the command flagship, there was first a deathly silence, then a thunderous cheer erupted."Good! Excellent!"Oriental Mountain's tense nerves finally relaxed; he let out a long breath, looking at the area on the star map where only three stable red dots remained, and the flame of victory rekindled in his eyes.As long as those constantly splitting rifts were dealt with, sealing the remaining three space channels would only be a matter of time, given the strength of the Imperial Fleet.In space, the morale of the Imperial Fleet soared, and their offensive became even more fierce.Energy beams poured down on the demons like a breached dam, and the light from the sealing team's array grew even brighter.The scales of victory finally began to tip towards humanity.

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