Several days later, an overwhelming swarm of rats greeted the Rescue Army.
Even with the vast coverage of a Cultivator's Divine Sense, it was impossible to count exactly how many Rat Demons were in the swarm. Even flying high into the sky and looking down, one would only see a boundless tide of rats. The Rescue Army suspected that the Demon Court had driven every single Rat Demon under its command to this location.
In an instant, the world was filled with an unshakeable, foul stench. Not even the Defensive Spirit Light could completely isolate the horrific odor emanating from these Rat Demons. Once their numbers reached a critical mass, a mutation occurred. Thick, plague-ridden pestilence qi began to seep from their fur, claws, and fangs in wispy tendrils.
