On the battlefield of the gods, the power of yin and yang roared like a river overturning the sea, roaring with an endless torrent of energy. This force converged into two powerful whirlwinds, which violently collided with an earth-shattering momentum. Their collision makes the space around them as fragile as glass, easily torn apart by cracks.

Under this force, Mu Yu's figure is extremely small. He used all his strength to unleash a brilliant attack. This attack pierced the night sky like a meteor, and rushed forward with an unstoppable momentum. However, when this attack hit that yin and yang force, it was like a stone thrown into the sea, and it was instantly swallowed without a trace.

At the same time, Mu Yu also lost consciousness. His body was like a fluttering leaf, swaying in the wind of the power of yin and yang. If Luo Hexi hadn't arrived in time and used their strength to protect him, he would have been swept away by that torrent and his body shattered into endless space.

At this moment, Mu Yu was rolled by this torrent, and he didn't know where he was swept away. His consciousness was still immersed in the fierce battle, and the powerful force was like a hammer slamming down on his heart, preventing him from coming to his senses. He only vaguely felt himself drifting in the endless darkness, as if he had fallen into an endless nightmare.

And in this duel of yin and yang power, the battlefield of the gods has become more and more chaotic. Countless gods were only blown away like dust under this force, their bodies rolling in mid-air, their mouths uttering cries of terror. This battle is beyond their comprehension, and this power is no longer something they can contend with.

From the moment Mu Yu lost consciousness, he was swept into the abyss of the unknown by this torrent.

Everywhere the gods sensed this powerful power of yin and yang. They didn't expect that not long after entering the battlefield, someone would break out into such a fierce battle. However, this did not make them panic or fear, but they were all excited.

In this mysterious battlefield, the power of yin and yang surges like a surging wave, bringing surprises and excitement to people all the time. The gods felt the presence of this power, and they also felt its power. One by one, they were eager to take part in the fierce battle.

In this battlefield full of mystery and majesty, the gods are no longer as leisurely as before, but full of tension and excitement. They are no longer just watching others fight, but are actively participating in it. They no longer just feel the existence of the power of yin and yang, but strive to master and use it.

In this battle, the gods no longer have any reservations, but go all out. Their every move, every style, is full of power and majesty. Every attack, every defense, showed their skill and courage.

In this battlefield full of challenges and opportunities, the disciples are no longer afraid of any opponent, no longer afraid of any danger. They rise to the challenge with courage and face danger without fear. Their every movement, every look is full of confidence and determination.

In this fierce battle, the gods no longer fought just for their own survival, but for their faith and honor. Every victory and defeat they have will have become an opportunity for them to grow and a driving force for them to move towards a higher realm.

These are the gods and disciples on the battlefield of the gods, they are full of passion and blood, they are eager to fight, they are eager to win. On this battlefield full of the power of yin and yang, they showed their courage and wisdom, as well as their love and dedication to combat.

Mu Yu suddenly opened his eyes. His consciousness slowly awoke from the abyss of his coma, however, his body could not move, as if it were tightly bound by invisible chains. He tried to move his fingers, only to find that even this simple movement became extremely difficult.

His body was seriously injured, and the bones in his whole body seemed to be shattered, and it was already inconceivable that he could not die when he was bombarded by the power of yin and yang. His wounds were slowly healing, but the pain was unbearable. He could feel some subtle changes taking place in his body, a mysterious power was quietly surging, it was the mysterious power that was originally hidden in his body, but now it was awakened and strengthened by the power of yin and yang.

The darkness around him seemed to oppress him, he felt suffocated, his heart beating wildly, and each beat seemed to announce that his life was passing by little by little. He struggled to stay awake, but physical exhaustion and confusion of consciousness left him in deep trouble.

He knew that he had to find a way to control the condition or he would never be able to wake up from this coma. He began to pray silently in his heart, hoping that his vitality would continue tenaciously and that his consciousness would come to his senses again.

His body was hit head-on by the power of yin and yang, as if torn apart by an invisible force.

Luo and Xi's hands jumped quickly on Mu Yu's wounds, their fingers falling on Mu Yu's skin like a drizzle, and each touch seemed to coat Mu Yu's wounds with a layer of warm sunlight. Their eyes flashed with determination, and the spells in their hands seemed to weave an invisible web of life, gradually piecing together Mu Yu's shattered body.

Their spells are like a heavenly sound, and the melody is full of awe and respect for life. Every movement consumed their mental strength, but their eyes were full of determination. This is their friend, their partner, and they can't let him bear it all alone.

Thanks to their efforts, Mu Yu's wounds began to heal at a rate visible to the naked eye. The wounds that were once deep in the bones are now beginning to scab over, and the cells that have been destroyed by the power of yin and yang are beginning to rejuvenate.

Although the process was extremely difficult, Luo Hexi never stopped. Their faces were drenched in sweat, but their eyes were more determined than ever. They know that as long as they don't give up, Mu Yu will be able to survive this crisis.

In this silent night, their spells were like a beacon, illuminating Mu Yu's path of life. Their friendship, their persistence, and their courage all turned into the most powerful force to help Mu Yu resist the destructive power brought by the power of yin and yang.

Mu Yu's wounds finally healed completely. He opened his eyes and saw the tired but joyful faces of his friends. He knew that he was lucky to have them, and that he was born again because of them.