At dusk, the war came to a halt.
The Line flickered with an invisible wall of force, and the two sides were instantly separated.
A moment later, the once flat, now ravaged ground between them opened up, swallowing all the corpses on its surface.
Abomination and humans alike.
It wasn't a physical opening though.
A thin, glass-like barrier held up the living that stood on top of it, while allowing the dead to plunge into an umbral abyss.
That was that.
No one had managed to touch the star in the sky.
Neither side was able to!
And there were massive casualties.
21,300 from the Couragist's side, and 19,000 from the Fearist's side.
Yet, the battle of fifty Rank 5 Zeniths resulted in 3 deaths.
2 from the Fearists, and 1 from the Couragists.
That was no small loss. It was even worse than losing 10,000 Mortal cultivators!
New batches of cultivators came once every 2 weeks.
