When the cultivators and the Demon Race joined forces to finally kill the last Split Creature, using the magic of the Buddhist Sect and Confucian Sect to expel the Secondary Power of Corruption from the world, it was already afternoon.
The gentle sunlight poured down, and the humans and demons, exhausted to the extreme, lay directly on the dirty ground, snuggling up against each other, and fell into a deep sleep.
No one cheered, no one celebrated.
This battle was too tiring and too tragic.
Having fought with all their might for victory, everyone had reached their limits and had no energy left to cheer.
To rebel against a Loose Immortal with a mortal body is a nearly impossible feat.
They accomplished it!
They did it!
Yet the cost was exceptionally severe.
The casualties were beyond everyone's imagination.
In the team of nearly thirty members of the killing squad, only Lu Wenwu and the one-armed Divine Vulture True Venerable were left alive.
