The Beast Tide receded without a trace.
The endless Beast Tide had come like the tide and gone like a wave.
Just as with the last Beast Tide's retreat, no one knew where it had gone.
Beyond the vast pass, only a scene of devastation remained...
No one knew how long had passed before someone finally came to their senses, flew back to Peach Mountain, and delivered the good news.
"The Beast Tide has retreated."
"The Beast Tide has retreated..."
The disciples of Peach Mountain rushed about telling one another. News of the Beast Tide's retreat soon spread far and wide, and all of Desolate Demon Pass rejoiced.
This New Year's night seemed to have finally acquired the spirit of the holiday...
The common people still outside the Eternal Life Temple all wept with joy.
Atop Pass City, Wu Qian lowered the drumsticks she had beaten for half a year as though all her strength had drained away. Gazing at that bewildered figure beyond the pass, she flew to Su Mo's side.
"Young master... the Beast Tide has retreated!" Wu Qian finally could not help covering her face and weeping.
"We held them off..."
The endless bones and corpses piled high beneath Su Mo's feet formed a mountain.
Su Mo stood at the summit of that mountain of corpses, watching the Beast Tide retreat. His expression shifted with doubt and uncertainty, and bewilderment showed in his eyes.
A cool breeze swept over Su Mo, and he sank to one knee upon the piled corpses.
Unlike the world's joy, Su Mo's heart was shrouded in a bewilderment that would not disperse...
"Why did they just retreat like this?"
Su Mo did not understand. Those hundred Trapped Beasts that had suddenly appeared had not even acted, yet they had retreated just like