His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

Mo Sangyu originally decided to absorb the injuries on his body into herself.

But she couldn't be sure whether he would be affected by the soul contract when she perished...

There is only one way to ensure his safety.

That is, to help him forcibly break through the bloodline restrictions within his body.

In this way, he gained immortality, and no matter what kind of injury he suffered, he could heal and regenerate indefinitely.

During her rest period, Mo Sangyu's spiritual energy recovered faster than expected.

When she fought Yun Yihe, she exhausted 70% of her spiritual power. Not wanting to be at someone's mercy, she had no other choice.

Only by completely removing the seal on her soul consciousness could she regain her full strength almost instantly when the last 30% of her spiritual power flowed into her body.

However, her body simply couldn't withstand the spiritual power at its peak.

She must constantly expend energy, otherwise, she will explode and die like she did in her previous life.

Mo Sangyu was well aware of this.

Therefore, she wreaked havoc on the Yun Clan, leaving Yun Yihe powerless to fight back and forced to flee in all directions.

He forcefully broke through the Cloud Clan's Heavenly Gang Formation, using his soul power to suppress everyone's souls, and releasing his spiritual power as if it were free.

After finally expending half of her spiritual energy and taking Feng Xingyu away, she had only rested for a short while before slowly beginning to recover.

When she made this decision, she was already mentally prepared to disappear again.

However, it cannot be now.

They need to save Feng Xingyu's life, and also get rid of Yun Yihe, this troublesome person...

Mo Sangyu led Feng Xingyu down to the bottom of the cliff. This height was something she could never have done with only 70% of her spiritual power.

However, nowadays, taking one person down with you is a piece of cake.

At this moment, she landed in a secluded cave with Feng Xingyu, carefully placed him on the ground, and then casually set up a barrier to isolate their presence.

"Ayu..." Feng Xingyu called her unconsciously as he fell into a daze.

"Feng Xingyu."

She pressed down on his shoulder, placed her fingertips on his wrist, and examined his internal condition.

The more I explored, the heavier my heart became.

The meridians are broken inch by inch, the internal organs are displaced, and there is excessive blood loss, resulting in varying degrees of damage to the five internal organs and six bowels.

An ordinary person would have died ten times over, but he's still alive, sustained only by sheer willpower.

Mo Sangyu took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

But this restriction is not a seal, nor an array, but a kind of constraint from his bloodline, firmly sealing off the vast power within him.

Forcing a breakthrough would be extremely dangerous.

She looked down at his pale face, her fingers gently tracing the furrowed brow.

"Ayu..." he called her again, his voice very soft, as if afraid of startling something.

"I am here."

She grasped his hand: "Feng Xingyu, do you believe me?"

Feng Xingyu then regained some of his senses, opened his eyes, looked at her, and nodded gently.

He believes.

Mo Sangyu gently curved her lips and leaned down to kiss his forehead.

"Then close your eyes, take a nap, and you'll be fine when you wake up."

Feng Xingyu looked at her, his dark red eyes filled with reluctance, but he still obediently closed his eyes.

Mo Sangyu gripped his hand tightly and conjured several medicines for him.

It wasn't any medicine to treat the injury, but a cardiac stimulant and an anesthetic, keeping him alive until his last breath.

She wanted to put him in a life-or-death situation so that he could survive.

After being given a cardiac stimulant and general anesthesia, Feng Xingyu's heartbeat became much stronger, but he completely lost consciousness and became unresponsive.

Having done all this, Mo Sangyu wasted no more time and began to slowly channel her spiritual energy into his body.

Use spiritual power to break through the bloodline restrictions within his body.

A large amount of spiritual energy was poured into his body, but it was like a mud ox entering the sea, instantly swallowed up by that restriction.

Mo Sangyu frowned slightly.

She continued to output energy, and the dark blue light flowed continuously into Feng Xingyu's body through their clasped hands.

Spiritual energy surged through his meridians, forcefully striking the bloodline restriction, but still had no effect.

Come again.

She gritted her teeth, condensed her spiritual energy into a ball, and slammed it into the air.

Or not.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Mo Sangyu's forehead.

This thing was even more sturdy than she had imagined.

Is there some other opportunity required?

But they're about to lose their lives, so why are they still forcibly confining them?

Unless, of course, the person who placed this restriction on him, namely his mother Yun Wangshu, never intended for him to ever be able to break it.

Mo Sangyu hasn't figured this out yet, and doesn't have the time or inclination to think about it right now.

She refused to believe that she couldn't break through this thing!

Once, twice, three times...

The spiritual energy surged against the barrier like a tidal wave, only to be repelled mercilessly each time.

Mo Sangyu's face was a little pale, and her spiritual energy was being consumed much faster than expected.

But the faster she consumed the energy, the more at ease she felt.

This means that she can stay a little longer.

"break!"

She let out a low shout, pouring all her spiritual power into Feng Xingyu's body, transforming it into an invisible giant hammer, which she slammed into the restriction.

A muffled thud came from Feng Xingyu's body, making Mo Sangyu's tiger's mouth go numb and a trace of blood spill from the corner of his mouth.

The restriction finally showed a crack.

Mo Sangyu's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to exert his strength again, Feng Xingyu's body suddenly trembled violently.

He unconsciously arched his body, his brows furrowed, and cold sweat poured down his face.

Even under general anesthesia, the excruciating pain surging from the depths of his bone marrow still caused him to let out a suppressed growl.

Mo Sangyu's heart skipped a beat, and she gripped his hand tightly.

"Feng Xingyu, hold on."

At this moment, she sensed that Yun Yihe had discovered their location and was rushing towards the bottom of the cliff.

Mo Sangyu took a deep breath, steadied her mind, and condensed her spiritual power into a giant hammer once more, then slammed it down hard.

The cracks have widened significantly.

Feng Xingyu's body trembled even more violently, and blood seeped from the corners of his mouth, nose, and ears, staining the soil beneath him red.

The barrier was collapsing, but in the process of collapsing, it was also tearing his body apart.

Mo Sangyu did not stop, and could not stop.

She poured her spiritual power into it once more and slammed it down again.

At her peak, her spiritual power was only consumed, but it was inexhaustible and could be replenished at an extremely fast rate. She could quickly return to full strength without needing to hibernate.

This is the biggest crisis her body is currently facing.

Right now, she's constantly expending energy, but after everything is resolved...

at last.

After the final impact, the barrier shattered.

A vast and suffocating power surged forth from Feng Xingyu's body.

Mo Sangyu was thrown back several feet by the force, crashing into the cave wall, his mouth filled with a metallic taste.

She looked up.

Feng Xingyu hovered in mid-air, his body radiating intense crimson light.

The crimson light seemed to have a life of its own, coiling around his limbs and bones, seeping into every wound.

Miraculously, those wounds began to heal slowly.

The severed meridians are reconnected, the displaced organs slowly return to their original positions, and the ruptured wounds heal, scab over, and fall off at a visible speed...

"Bang!"

Before Mo Sangyu could even catch her breath, a tremendous force struck.

Led by Yun Yihe, a large group of people rushed to the bottom of the cliff and were attacking the barrier she had set up.

They arrived so quickly!

Mo Sangyu sat down to regulate his breathing, and the spiritual energy he had lost was recovering at an astonishing speed.

But they destroy the barrier even faster.

What is incredibly hard to others is as brittle as ordinary glass in Yun Yihe's hands, and he can shatter it in just a couple of blows.

Seeing Feng Xingyu hovering in mid-air, his injuries mostly healed, everyone was stunned, their faces filled with shock.

It really is... a complete lineage inheritance!

Yun Yihe's face was extremely gloomy, and the bloodshot in his eyes seemed to be about to overflow, his eyes were about to burst.

"Kill them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone came to their senses.

Now they are on the verge of action and have no choice but to act.

Only by killing the man and woman can they live.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

In an instant, murderous intent permeated the entire bottom of the cliff.

All the branches of the Cloud Clan, including the Red-Eyed Branch which only possessed the Resurrection Technique, mobilized and swarmed towards the two people in the cave like bees.

Mo Sangyu quickly stood up, and the dark blue light transformed into an invisible cage, completely enveloping Feng Xingyu, who was suspended in mid-air.

The cage trembled in the air for a moment, then vanished completely along with Feng Xingyu.

Yun Yihe's pupils dilated in shock.

He could no longer sense Feng Xingyu's presence; not even the slightest trace of it.

That woman actually hid him in a completely separate space?!

"court death."

Enraged, Yun Yihe lost control, his eyes blazing with blood, and he teleported straight at Mo Sangyu.

The others, who had been rushing towards Feng Xingyu, suddenly lost their target and, after realizing what was happening, also attacked Mo Sangyu.

Let's deal with this woman first.

As the light flashed, jagged rocks slid down the cave walls, and dust billowed out like smoke.

Mo Sangyu flashed away, dodging Yun Yihe, while countless crystal-clear invisible blades intertwined in the air to form a net, colliding violently with all the side attacks.

"boom!"

A violent shockwave swept across the entire bottom of the cliff, causing the rocks beneath their feet to crumble inch by inch, with debris flying like a torrential rain.

All sorts of sharp weapons attacked Mo Sangyu relentlessly.

The red-eyed tribesmen, relying on their resurrection abilities, charged forward fearlessly.

Instead of retreating, Mo Sangyu advanced, his azure spiritual power transforming into countless sharp blades that swept across the sky.

The first few people to be hit were instantly torn apart by the spiritual power, falling down without even uttering a scream.

However, they soon rose again and charged forward once more.

Unkillable?

Mo Sangyu's eyes narrowed, and he suppressed it with his soul power.

This directly damages their souls, rather than their bodies.

As expected, the red-eyed people's resurrection spell failed. After they fell down one by one, they did not get up for a long time, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.

The Golden Body Technique Clan members are invincible for a certain period of time, and no attack can harm them.

However, this spell has a time limit, and after one use, it takes even longer to reshape the spell for subsequent uses.

The invisibility-wielding tribesmen excel at close-quarters combat, but under such concentrated damage, their advantage vanished completely. Before they could even get close to Mo Sangyu, countless people had already perished.

The remaining members are the Purple-Eyed Clan members who can teleport. They are fast enough, but their attack power is far inferior to the others. If you approach them rashly, you will suffer heavy losses.

As for those puppets, we don't care whether we can kill them or not, we just attack them directly.

Mo Sangyu fought alone against the entire Yun Clan, his spiritual power pouring out like a tsunami, each move carrying a world-destroying force.

The leaders of the collateral branches joined forces to attack, but she blasted them all away, the sound of bones shattering echoing as they all collapsed, severely injured.

Yun Yihe roared and charged forward, his spiritual energy surging, clashing head-on with Mo Sangyu.

The two forces collided, causing the entire bottom of the cliff to tremble violently, and the ground to split open into a deep abyss several meters wide.

Yun Yihe's body was constantly bursting with wounds, but they healed rapidly thanks to the power of his bloodline.

Even so, he was beaten until his clothes were torn, his body was covered in blood, and he was in a sorry state, no longer possessing the dignity of a Yun Clan leader.

Of course, Mo Sangyu wasn't much better off.

Countless wounds covered her body, and blood soaked through her robes, dripping continuously from her fingertips.

The soul contract quietly activated, and eight parts of every wound on his body were transferred to Feng Xingyu in his independent space.

Feng Xingyu had just broken through the bloodline restriction and gained immortality. The severe injuries that had been transferred to him were infinitely healed and repaired, without affecting his foundation in the slightest.

This great battle lasted from day to night, and from night to dawn, for a full day and night.

The bottom of the cliff had long been leveled, the rocks were shattered, and blood flowed like a river.

Countless members of the Yun clan's collateral branches died or were injured, and the survivors trembled with fear, no longer daring to step forward.

They've been thoroughly beaten into submission and are now behaving themselves.

All the branch leaders collapsed to the ground, barely breathing, too weak to even lift their heads.

This woman is not human!

Yun Yihe knelt amidst the rubble, his body covered in wounds. His healing rate couldn't keep up with the rate at which he was injured, and he was on the verge of collapse.

He looked up at Mo Sangyu, who stood tall and straight like a pine tree amidst the ruins, his body covered in blood. The initial admiration, covetousness, and madness in his eyes... all vanished.

The way they look at her now is no less than looking at a deranged madwoman.

He had never seen such a reckless, powerful, or bizarre person.

He was invincible, undefeated, and single-handedly crushed the entire Yun Clan. He transferred his own pain to others, using his immortality to cover all his losses. His madness chilled him to the bone.

That's a fucking monster.

"Yun Yihe".

Mo Sangyu's expression was calm and cold, like a demon returned from hell. He looked down at Yun Yihe amidst the rubble and asked, "Want to continue fighting?"

"Haven't you had enough?"

Yun Yihe's murderous aura vanished in fright, and fear appeared in his eyes: "I'm not fighting anymore, I'm not fighting anymore. I'm not dead from your beating, but I'm exhausted from your work."

This statement evokes a sense of wanting to cry but having no tears.

He wants to go home.

"it is good."

After hearing his words, Mo Sangyu closed her eyes and collapsed limply.

To be honest, she was already exhausted, and had just been forcing herself to keep going.

Seeing this scene, Yun Yihe, who had been greatly shocked, finally felt a sense of balance.

It turns out, she couldn't take it anymore either.

Before he could even feel happy, a tall, cold figure suddenly appeared and caught Mo Sangyu's soft body, pulling her into his arms.

Upon seeing this person, Yun Yihe felt completely at peace.

Destroy it!

The leaders of other branches simply feigned death.

Mo Sangyu nestled into a familiar embrace and closed her eyes in peace.

She wanted to sleep for a while, but she couldn't.

Spiritual energy recovers faster when you're asleep.

She could feel the arms that were holding her trembling slightly.

A tear fell into the corner of Mo Sangyu's eye.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, meeting Feng Xingyu's red eyes directly.

Feng Xingyu was filled with fear, lingering dread, and self-reproach...

Countless negative emotions overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

He's so useless!

Mo Sangyu reached out and touched his face, but thinking about what was about to happen, she didn't dare to look him in the eye.

"Ayu."

Feng Xingyu's voice was hoarse and congested, as if it had been ground by sand: "I'm sorry..."