At the foundation of the Three Realms, Qin Fengming saw the cultivators who had returned.
More than half a month ago, when they had left this place, over fifty Mahayana cultivators had accompanied them. Yet now, only thirty-nine Mahayana cultivators had returned to this foundation, and quite a few of them were injured. Apart from those who had suffered severe injuries and could no longer fight and had already returned to the South Mountain Great Formation, seven Mahayana cultivators from the Three Realms had fallen in this battle.
On the opposing side, aside from the three Qin Fengming had killed, only Saintly Venerable Cantian and Saintly Venerable Moyun had slain two others.
The Three Realms had suffered two more deaths than the opposing side. But this absolutely did not mean that the Three Realms were weaker. In terms of the number of seriously injured cultivators on both sides, the opposing side had five more than the Three Realms.
No matter how one calculated it, the strength of the two sides confronting each other here was truly evenly matched. Neither could firmly seize the upper hand.
After the previous two battles, both sides understood that in a head-on group battle, neither could crush the other. If external weapons and tools were used, the battle would become nothing more than a war of attrition.
With the facts laid plainly before them, the cultivators understood that this great battle could only continue slowly.
Very soon, news of the other three battlefields reached everyone's ears. Those three battles had likewise ended without a victor. Both sides had suffered casualties, and neither had gained much of an advantage.
The greatest casualties had occurred in the battle led by Ancestor Jiao Wei and Holy Lord Chisha.
The Three Realms had twenty-five cultivators wounded or killed, while