In the base of the Huaxia Dragon Group, Mu Yu and the others were taken back to the medical room. Mu Yu's physical condition shocked everyone. He had extensive wounds all over his body, of varying depths, and in some places he could even see white bones. What's more serious is that among these wounds, the black air is swirling, as if cursed. It was a symbol of deep pain and fear, and it was unbearable to look at it.

His face was not spared, the mysterious mask embedded deep in his face, and the paramedics could not remove it, no matter how much they tried. It was an ability beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, making the mask seem to be connected to Mu Yu's facial muscles, forming an unshakable union.

His breathing was rapid, and every breath was accompanied by painful convulsions. His eyes were tightly closed, as if he was suffering unspeakable pain. Paramedics were busy by his side, carrying out all kinds of emergency treatments. However, their faces were filled with deep worry and helplessness.

Although they were already the top medical team in the Huaxia Dragon Group, they felt helpless about Mu Yu's injury. The existence of black qi seems to be a dark force, and with their knowledge and experience, they can't even find a solution.

They could only watch Mu Yu struggle in pain, but there was nothing they could do. This is the greatest insult to their professional competence and the greatest test of their humanity. However, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't change the status quo of Mu Yu.

The only thing I could do was try to alleviate his pain and make him as comfortable as possible. But even that required a strong ability to support it, which they couldn't offer right now.

Bai Yexing looked at Mu Yu's appearance and did not speak. There was no expression on his face, but his heart was churning. All this he caused made him feel deep self-remorse. He knew he needed to find a way to solve the problem.

Mu Yu felt that his body was filled with the power of destruction, as if there was a primitive, savage power surging in every cell of him. This force is unbelievably enormous, as if it were an endless black hole, devouring everything and destroying everything. However, this power also brought endless pain, and his body seemed to be torn apart by this force, and every heartbeat, every breath was as sharp as a knife.

The relationship between his bodily functions and this source of destruction is like a never-ending war. His body did everything in its power to control the destructive force and tame it, but it was like a wild horse, raging and uncontrollable. Every struggle, every conflict, brings more trauma to his body.

His skin turned pale, sweat rolled down his forehead and fell on the cold floor, and his body trembled violently. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain as hard as he could, his bright eyes full of determination and tenacity. He knew he had to persevere, he had to find a way to control this force, or he wouldn't survive.

The war raged within him, and he felt as if his body was being torn apart, but he did not complain, nor did he give in to this force. He took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. His heart was full of determination to show his tenacity and perseverance to the source of destruction. He knew it was a long war, but he was confident that he could win it.

In Mu Yu's body, the power of destruction was like a raging flood, surging. It was a force from an unknown abyss, frantic and merciless, as untamable as a wild horse. It rampaged through him, destroying all the forces that stood in its way, using his body as its own battlefield.

His body trembled in intense pain, a pain that emanated from his bones, as if his body had been torn apart and burned by fire, and he was in pain. Yet, he gritted his teeth and endured the unspeakable pain as hard as he could.

To make matters worse, the power of destruction didn't stop at his body. It broke through his sea of consciousness with a devastating force, turning the originally peaceful sea upside down. His soul was wailing in pain, as if consumed by endless darkness.

It was an indescribable sense of despair, and his soul seemed to be transformed into a picture scorched by fire, being destroyed little by little by the force of destruction. It was a devastating blow from the depths of his mind, his consciousness began to blur, fragments of memories flashing through his mind before disappearing into the dark abyss.

His body began to tremble, every muscle tensing to the limit, and then instantly relaxed, as if surrendering to that force. Yet, despite all the pain and despair he faced, there was still an unyielding sparkle in his eyes. He seemed to be battling the destructive force with his own will, even though his soul was being destroyed little by little.

It was a brutal battlefield where his body and soul were going through unimaginable ordeals. However, despite the desperate situation, he still did not give up. He used his willpower against the destructive force, trying to find a breakthrough, a way that would allow him to regain control of his destiny.

Mu Yu's body, like a battlefield, was tired and sad. His skin, which was originally as smooth as jade, was now covered with wounds of various sizes, as if he had suffered endless torture. The wounds, of varying shades and scorched black edges, seemed to paint a picture of pain. The traces of forcibly merging the power of the sun and the moon are like the fields after a storm has raged, barren and desolate.

However, in this seemingly barren battlefield, a wonderful force is surging. It was a destructive force, and it was madly raging in Mu Yu's body, like a trapped beast, looking for a way out. In his body, the force was surging like a torrent, constantly impacting his internal organs, making his body cramp with pain again and again.

The power of destruction, which was supposed to be the source of destruction, caused a tragedy of self-destruction in Mu Yu's body. It frantically destroys Mu Yu's body, however, it brings a subtle repair in the destruction. Those damaged skins, under the influence of the power of destruction, gradually healed, leaving only deep scars.

And now, when the power of the sun and moon disappeared from his body, this destructive force lost its restraints, and exploded like a wild beast that had been released. Mu Yu's body twisted painfully under its impact, the corners of his eyes overflowed bloodshot, and a bitter smile hung on the corners of his mouth. His hands were clenched into fists, as if he were enduring endless pain.