Mu Yu was suspended there silently, his body gradually distorted, blurred, and finally turned into a deep black hole. This black hole seems to devour all the light and energy, and even the surrounding starlight is mercilessly swallowed by it.

At the same time, an old man came from afar, his figure looking tired, but his eyes were full of determination. He walked in the direction of the black hole without the slightest fear.

The old man held an ancient rune in his hand, which was the source of his strength and his only weapon against the black hole. He took a deep breath, raised the rune above his head, and thrust forward.

Fu Wenhua made a brilliant light, shooting straight at the black hole. However, the power of the black hole seems to be even more powerful, and the light is swallowed by a powerful suction force at the moment when it is about to touch the black hole.

The old man did not give up, he waved the runes again and again, and launched an attack on the black hole. With each attack, the power of the black hole weakened slightly.

As time passed, the old man's figure began to become illusory, and his power was constantly being consumed. But he still stood there firmly, waving the runes again and again.

Eventually, when the old man waved the rune for the last time, his figure completely disappeared into the flow of time and space. And that black hole is also gradually shrinking in continuous consumption, and finally disappears completely.

Although the process was long and difficult, the old man did not give up. His tenacity and courage have made people see the strength and hope of life. And the disappearance of that black hole also makes people see the possibility of fighting darkness and evil.

At that moment, Mu Yu had turned into a brilliant black hole, devouring everything around him, and the distorted light on its edge was like an invisible tentacle, rolling towards the old man. The old man's figure was incomparably small in the reflection of the black hole, and his face was full of horror and bewilderment, as if he could not comprehend this sudden power.

The power of the black hole tore through space and threw the old man into an endless stream of time and space. He drifts in this endless nothingness, constantly torn and consumed by the fluctuations of time and space. His body seemed to be worn away by invisible gravel, disappearing into thin air bit by bit.

His existence is like a meteor, shining briefly in the ocean of time and space, and then being swallowed up by endless darkness. His voice, his form, his presence, all disappeared without a trace in that moment.

The power of a black hole is so powerful that it seems to swallow everything. Mu Yu looked at the old man who disappeared into the flow of time and space, and there was no wavering in his heart. This is the path he has chosen, to use the power of the black hole to sanction those who challenge him.

He looked at the old man who had been worn out, and there was no guilt in his heart. He knew that was the price he was paying. He used the power of the black hole to completely erase the old man from this world, just as he once did.

At that moment, Mu Yu seemed to be in a crazy universe, the surrounding time and space seemed to be torn apart, and the rift was like a dark abyss, constantly devouring everything around him. It's an unspeakable fear that makes people palpitate.

However, Mu Yu did not succumb to this terrifying force. He closed his eyes tightly, and his body and mind merged with the power of the sun and the moon, as if he was one with heaven and earth. His body began to glow faintly, a symbol of the power of the sun and moon, as if the essence of the sun and moon were intertwined within him.

His body began to twist, as if pulled by a powerful force, like a leaf in a storm, ready to be swept away by the wind. However, Mu Yu did not give up, he still persevered, enduring the pain of tearing apart time and space.

Suddenly, a bright light burst out from his body, it was the power of the power of the sun and the moon, like a brilliant sword light, repelling the terrifying attack. The rift in time and space began to heal slowly, and everything around them began to calm again.

Mu Yu's body shook gently in the air, as if it might fall at any time. But a triumphant smile appeared on his face, for he knew that he had successfully withstood the terrible attack.

All around was an endless void, and he was the only one standing alone. He felt himself being pulled by a powerful force, a terrifying force from the unknown.

His body began to tremble, as if it was about to be torn apart by this force. He closed his eyes tightly, trying to resist the force. However, he found himself unable to escape the grip of this force.

Suddenly, he felt a warm current welling up from inside his body. It was the power of the sun, it was warm and powerful, full of the breath of life. At the same time, a cold snap also gushed out from inside his body. It was the light of the moon, it was cold and mysterious, full of mystery.

These two forces intertwined inside his body, forming a powerful energy. He felt his body begin to become transparent, as if to merge into the energy.

He began to harness this energy, merging his consciousness with it. He felt his body begin to float, as if he were about to travel through this extradimensional dimension.

Eventually, he managed to use the power of the sun and moon to get rid of the terrifying attack. He felt his body regained its freedom, as if it had been reborn. He opened his eyes and found himself back in the real world.

He felt his body full of strength and vitality. He knew that he had escaped that terrible attack. He looked up at the sky and thanked the sun and moon for saving his life.

The army of the undead came like a tidal wave, their steps silent and heavy, with a cold and unforgiving breath of death. These once-living souls, twisted and devoured by the forces of darkness, have forgotten their bodies by time, leaving only endless resentment and a desire for revenge.

In the face of this sudden attack, the army of the Xi Dynasty seemed to be in a hurry for a while. They were clad in shining armor and armed with sharp weapons, but their courage and determination seemed to pale in the face of these undead.

The army of the undead came like a flood of beasts, and their numbers were endless, as if they were about to drown the army of the Xi Dynasty. Their shadows cover the sky and the sun, like night coming in advance. Each of the undead, with a grudge and a determination for revenge, mercilessly tore through the defenses of the Xi Dynasty army and pushed them into the abyss of despair.

The soldiers of the Xi Dynasty army screamed in horror, their faces full of fear and despair. They tried to resist, but the undead army was so powerful that their defenses were as weak as papier-mâché.

As time passed, the number of the Xi Dynasty's army gradually decreased, and their morale quickly collapsed. They were overwhelmed by the army of the undead, their voices lost in the darkness, leaving only endless wails and cries of despair.

In the end, the army of the Xi Dynasty was completely wiped out, and their figures disappeared into the darkness. The army of the undead marches on their way, with only one goal: to destroy all life and plunge the world into eternal darkness.

In the torrent of time and space, Mu Yu is like a helpless fallen leaf, ruthlessly swept away by the great waves of fate. It was an irresistible force that seemed to pull him every minute and every second into the endless abyss. His struggle was futile, and he could only drift helplessly in this endless chaos.

He was dragged by the power of time and space, unable to escape, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Hua Yue. Hua Yue stood on the edge of the torrent of time and space, her face was as calm as water, and her eyes flashed with a light that Mu Yu had never seen before. She smiled at Mu Yu, her smile was warm and deep, as if casting a quiet shadow in this chaotic torrent of time and space.

"You'll get out." Hua Yue's voice was clear and firm, as if it had passed through endless chaos and reached Mu Yu's heart. Every word is like a seed, deeply rooted in Mu Yu's heart, taking root and sprouting, blooming into a flower of hope.

Mu Yu looked at her, and at that moment, he saw her firmness, her trust, and even more her strength. He knew that Hua Yue was the one who could take him out of this chaos, and he would trust her and wait for her. Because he knew that no matter what, Hua Yue would do his best to find a way out and find their future.

Then, the torrent of time and space swept in, sweeping the pastoral rain into the depths. His vision began to blur, but the memory of that moment was as clear as yesterday. He remembered Hua Yue's smile, remembered her words, and remembered her determined eyes. He knew that he was not alone, that there was someone waiting for him and would take him out.

This is their agreement, their belief in the torrent of time and space. Together, they will come out of this chaotic world and welcome a new dawn together. Because Hua Yue said, "You will go out." "It's their belief and it's their hope. In the sweep of the torrent of time and space, Mu Yu clung to this belief and hope, firmly believing that they would welcome a new dawn together.

At that moment, Mu Yu suddenly felt something, he raised his head, only to see a crack in the sky, and a huge suction force poured out of it, engulfing his whole person. He only had time to let out an exclamation before his body was swept away by the torrent.

He felt as if he had fallen into a dark void, and everything around him became blurred. He tried to struggle, but found himself completely unable to move, and could only allow the force to carry him into the unknown distance.

As time passed, Mu Yu found that he seemed to be coming into contact with some strange powers. He felt as if there was a strange aura around him, as if the essence of the sun and moon was flowing in it. He began to try to use these powers to struggle, trying to break free from the power that controlled him.

He began to concentrate and channel the power of the sun and moon into his body. His body began to shimmer with a faint glow, the product of the fusion of the light of the sun and the moon with his spirit. He felt his strength growing, as if he could compete with the torrent of time and space.

After some struggle, Mu Yu finally got rid of the power that controlled him. He felt as if he had regained his freedom and could take control of his own destiny. He stood at the center of the torrent of time and space, looking at everything around him, his heart full of determination and courage.

At this moment, Mu Yu is no longer an ordinary person, he has become a strong man who has mastered the power of the sun and the moon. He knows he has a long journey ahead of him, but he's ready for the challenges ahead.

In the vast time and space, Mu Yu stood alone. His countenance was resolute, and his eyes shone with an unyielding light. Suddenly, a powerful force emerged from the unknown depths, it was the torrent of time and space, and it violently hit Mu Yu.

It was an irresistible force, an endless rage, like the collapse of the stars, like the end of the world. The torrent of time and space is like a galloping wild horse, rushing forward and destroying everything. Mu Yu was swept away by this force, and he was involuntarily swept into it.

He struggled in this torrent, but the power dragged him like a chaotic vortex into the bottomless darkness. The power of the sun and the moon poured out of his body, struggling to contend with the dark force. It was the light of life, faint but tenacious.

Mu Yu's hands waved in the air, and his every movement was full of strength and determination. He closed his eyes tightly, as if he was condensing the energy of his whole body. Every inch of skin and every bone of the body is trembling, calling for the help of the power of the sun and the moon.

He was like a drowning man, struggling desperately and unwilling to sink. The heat and brilliance of the power of the sun and moon burned within him, trying to resist the erosion of the darkness. But the fury of the torrent of time and space was like a huge wave crashing against a reef, hitting him again and again.

However, Mu Yu did not give up. He firmly believed that he could resist this force, that his strength could overcome this darkness. Every time he struggles, every time he resists, is his love and persistence in life.

His figure gradually disappeared in the torrent of time and space, but that indomitable spirit was forever imprinted in the air. His struggles, his resistance, are telling the world that no matter when and where, one must not give up hope in life.

Mu Yu was swept by the torrent of time and space, as if he had fallen into an endless darkness. Everything around him became blurred, only the invisible force kept tearing at his body. He felt as if he was being swallowed up by endless darkness, from which he could not escape.

At this critical moment, Mu Yu began to struggle with the power of the sun and the moon. His hands streaked across the void, and brilliant rays of light erupted from his palms. It is the light of the sun and the moon, containing endless energy and vitality.

The light illuminated the dark void, creating a violent collision with the torrent of space-time. Mu Yu's body was wrapped in light, constantly resisting the impact of the torrent. A determined expression appeared on his face, as if to tell himself that he could not be devoured like this.

The light of the power of the sun and the moon became stronger and stronger, and a fierce battle with the torrent of time and space began. Mu Yu's body shimmered dazzlingly in the light, as if it had turned into a bright star. His struggle grew stronger and stronger, as if he was about to push the whole torrent away.

However, the power of the torrent of time and space was endless, constantly impacting his body. Mu Yu felt that his strength was gradually depleting, but he still did not give up. He continued to struggle with the power of the sun and the moon, hoping to find a ray of life.

In the process of struggling, Mu Yu gradually comprehended the essence of the torrent of time and space. He discovered that this force was not entirely evil, but a natural phenomenon in the universe. He began to try to communicate with the torrent, using his will and strength to influence it.

He was in an unknown time and space, surrounded by endless nothingness and chaos. He felt his body being pulled by a tremendous force, constantly pushing forward.

He tried to struggle, but found himself unable to control his body. He felt like a fallen leaf blown by a strong wind, unable to control his direction and speed. He tried to shout, but there was nothing but endless nothingness and chaos around him, and nothing responded.

Mu Yu felt that his body was being squeezed by a huge force, as if it was about to tear him to pieces. He felt as if his soul was being pulled by a tremendous force, constantly pushing forward.

In the end, Mu Yu used up the last trace of strength, and his figure completely disappeared in the torrent. But his spirit did not dissipate, and his perseverance and courage became an eternal legend that inspired those who came after him to keep moving forward.

He was constantly struggling, trying to find a way out. He tried to resist this force with the power of his sun and moon, but found himself unable to control it. The power of his sun and moon seemed to be rendered useless in this plane.

Mu Yu felt that his body was swept by a huge force, and he kept pushing forward. He felt as if his soul was being pulled by a tremendous force, constantly pushing forward.

He was constantly struggling, trying to find a way out. He tried to resist this force with the power of his sun and moon, but found himself unable to control it. The power of his sun and moon seemed to be rendered useless in this plane.

Mu Yu felt that his body was swept by a huge force, and he kept pushing forward. He felt as if his soul was being pulled by a tremendous force, constantly pushing forward.

Mu Yu was swept by the torrent of time and space, and was in an endless void. The scenery around him instantly blurred, starlight, dust, and endless darkness intertwined to form an elusive sight.

His body trembled under this tremendous force, and every inch of his skin felt like it had been pierced by countless needles, and the pain was incomparable. He tried to struggle, but the force was too strong for him to move.

However, Mu Yu did not give up. He mobilized the power of the sun and moon in his body to try to resist this torrent of time and space. The light of the power of the sun and moon shone within him, like the stars in the night sky, emitting a soft and firm light.

He struggled hard, each as if he were fighting an invisible giant. His face was pale, and sweat slipped down his forehead, but he still persevered, constantly mobilizing the power of the sun and moon to fight against the torrent of time and space.

His figure flickered in the torrent, each struggle making his figure more blurred. But he didn't give up, he knew he had to keep going or he would lose everything.