The battle between Lin Feng and Ximo caused barely a ripple.
Even the players and Asura warriors on both sides had no idea it had happened.
After passing Haquis the information that he had encountered a Human genius who cultivated the power of time and space and had killed him, Ximo continued studying the Teleportation Array in Qingfeng Magic City.
To him, victory or defeat in the war didn't matter.
His own cultivation was what mattered most!
Lin Feng continued cultivating and overseeing construction on 069 Outpost Planet, paying Ximo no further attention.
And so the war went on...
The Asura Race had always engaged in fights to the death, eliminating large numbers of their own people to select elite warriors worthy of cultivation.
Now, the only difference was that the losses from these fights to the death had become losses from war.
Warriors who survived such a brutal race war were every bit as capable as those who survived fights to the death.
Naturally, they didn't care about the losses.
For the players, this prolonged war was all the more welcome.
It was a rare, large-scale, long-term war event!
In the blink of an eye, more than a year had passed.
To the powerful races of the universe, a year was only a brief moment.
The rise and fall of a race was measured in hundreds of millions of years.
A Ninth Order powerhouse might spend tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of years in seclusion.
A year?
It passed in the blink of an eye!
But for the players, a year was already a very long time.
After all, it had only been a little over ten years since Human Race Rising launched.
At first, no one had expected the war in the Purple Cloud Star