After those words.
Li Ping'an's body gradually dissolved as strands of golden thread wrapped around him.
Within moments, his figure had vanished.
A new Demon-Suppressing Pass was taking shape!!
Rumble...
A sword strike came from far away.
Its white light shot straight toward the stars, blotting out the sun and moon.
It seemed intent on cleaving the still-unformed Demon-Suppressing Pass apart with this single strike.
"Moo~"
With a long bellow to the heavens, Old Ox lay prostrate on the ground and closed his eyes.
His body actually merged with the Demon-Suppressing Pass.
The sword qi instantly vanished like a clay ox entering the sea, never to give another response.
Moments later, a brand-new Demon-Suppressing Pass reappeared before the world.
The fortune belonging to the Human Race gathered together once more.
That year, winter was not late, nor was spring delayed.
The Demon-Suppressing Pass welcomed a new year.
The war had not ended, and many who had traveled thousands of miles to the Demon-Suppressing Pass spent a different sort of New Year there.
The Faraway Inn reopened.
Inside, Liu Yun, Aliya, Zhao Ling'er, and the other women were making dumplings.
The sound of chopping wood came from outside.
Qin Shi arranged the tables, chairs, and stools one by one, counting the bowls, chopsticks, tables, and chairs to see whether there were enough.
Jing Yu hung the bright red lanterns high.
Qingfeng stood in front with his head tilted. "It looks crooked."
"Is it?"
"It is!"
Gu Xizhou folded his arms. "No, it isn't."
"It is!"
"No, it isn't..."
In the kitchen.
Cat Immortal carefully lifted the fish out of the pot and took a small taste to check the seasoning.
Mm, just right.
She carried the fish to the table, where quite a few dishes had already been set out,