By midnight, crows cawed amid the dense forest on New Year's Eve.
Chen Ku had already cleaned up the entire battlefield and cut off the heads of fourteen Demon People. He had also dismembered the bodies of two Year Beasts, one large and one small, and stuffed them into a storage bag.
He muttered to himself, "The storage bag my elder brother gave me... I don't even know how big it is inside. Even the dismembered Third Realm Great Year Beast, a pile of flesh and blood, is as big as several cows, not to mention the two Little Year Beasts..."
"There was one Little Year Beast that got away, but luckily I chased it and hunted it down. Otherwise, it really would have been a pity if it escaped."
Tonight's harvest was indeed a spectacle.
