"Whooo! Whooo!"
The battlefield outside Twin Peaks City, littered with carnage, echoed with a somber horn that reverberated through the void.
While the retreat of the beast army brought joy and excitement to everyone, once the massive silhouettes of the beasts faded into the horizon, a stark reality set in for the countless cultivators of Twin Peaks City.
They now had to face their own losses and the gruesome scene of the devastated battlefield.
Under strict discipline, the cultivators, though momentarily numb, began the arduous task of cleaning up the battlefield, dragging their exhausted bodies into action.
The corpses of the fallen beasts were meticulously dismembered and converted into resources, transported to the rear lines.