Time slips away, and what Gu Sheng originally estimated to be a mere six-month healing process for Chen Hua turned out to be wholly insufficient.
Although Liang Yi's assistance had removed the most difficult part of the healing process, the injuries left by the Tenth Realm, and the downright troublesome Abyss as the perpetrator, still made a complete cure more challenging than anyone had anticipated.
During the healing process, there were several instances when the Abyss tried to exploit the residual power within Chen Hua's body to strike him again. If they could take the opportunity to cause his downfall, it would be even better.
But the Mystic Mechanism Heavenly Dao had anticipated this, and each time the Abyss reached out to strike from afar, a power from the heavens surged into Chen Hua's body, turning it into a battlefield for their contest.
Thanks to Liang Yi using the Cliff Sword Intent to remove the majority of the Abyss Demon Qi, the power that the Abyss could exert from afar was greatly limited. Although this impacted Gu Sheng's healing and Chen Hua's recovery, thankfully, it posed no substantial harm.
Across all mighty battlefields, small skirmishes occurred every three days and major battles every half month, and a year flew by rapidly.
"Brother!"
In the distant sky, a divine light shimmered like glaze, streaking across from the horizon and descending into the Demon Emperor Valley of the Grand Saint of Nine Spirits.
A resounding chirp akin to the song of spirit birds echoed through the valley, stirring a handsome young man who sat in quiet meditation.
The youth slowly opened his eyes, and a strange purplish-gleam flitted across them, magnificent and mysterious. A white mist softly exhaled from the youth, and at this moment, an overwhelming vitality burst forth, greatly benefiting the surrounding grass and trees.
"You, you, always causing such a racket when you return. Your brother here isn't deaf yet!"
The one meditating was none other than Liang Yi, who had been cultivating in quietude within the Demon Emperor Valley and constantly caring for Chen Hua this past year, neither heading to the battlefields nor fully shutting himself in seclusion.
"I'm just too happy…"
With a few swift moves, the thick resentment and murderous intent that clung to her were shattered. Su Youyi, smiling broadly as if parting the clouds to reveal the moon, hugged Liang Yi tightly.
"Your murderous aura has grown stronger over the past year. Take the opportunity to enter seclusion and recover in quietude."
Before he could even revel in the softness of his junior sister's delicate body, Liang Yi first noticed the faint bloody red in her eyes and frowned.
Talking while pulling one hand free from his junior sister's embrace, he pointed a finger at her forehead, seeing her bewildered gaze.
Rippling like waves upon a lakeside, a wave emanated from Su Youyi's forehead, slowly dissipating into the surrounding void, bringing an unparalleled coolness that washed over her from the brow, instantly cleansing her entire body.
The restlessness and irritation, brought on by prolonged slaughter and irreconcilable by even Sword Intent, melted away like ice and snow, granting Su Youyi a long-missed relief and ease.
Despite no apparent change in her body, Su Youyi inexplicably felt as though a great burden had been lifted from her.
In this year, Liang Yi cultivated in tranquility within the Demon Emperor Valley, coordinating with the ancient city to treat Chen Hua. Su Youyi, on the other hand, wielded her sword across central battlefields, reminding every Abyss Cultivator from day one of this female Sword Immortal, who, with a demeanor reminiscent of a moon goddess descending upon the world, bore a face colder and more resolute than sword light.
Initially, upon learning that this was none other than Chen Hua's junior disciple Su Youyi, every Abyss Cultivator was ecstatic, vowing to reclaim the humiliation Chen Hua had inflicted upon them through his disciple!
If they could corrupt Su Youyi into an Abyss Cultivator and train her to face Chen Hua on the battlefield in the future, what a splendid plan it would be!
It's known that in these years, countless Cultivators from the Mystic Mechanism, who were supporting each other against the Abyss one second, would turn completely after being corrupted and falling into the Abyss the next, directing their blades toward their own friends and family!
Brother against brother, master against disciple, partners against partners, parent against child!
Such mortal tragedies unfold on the battlefield every moment, without any pause!
Cruelty and heartlessness are forever the prevailing themes of the battlefield!
At first, Su Youyi merely engaged the Abyss Cultivators normally, always heeding Jiang Fufeng's commands, and supporting various battlefields, unfazed by the provocation of the Abyss Cultivators.
But ill-fatedly, just happened to be an Abyss Cultivator who, eager to infuriate Su Youyi, tried to lure her into a trap.
After racking his brain, he finally had a stroke of inspiration – the right way to infuriate Su Youyi!
And that was to incessantly belittle Liang Yi in front of her!
As a disciple of the Banished Immortal and a representative of the Taoist Sect, Su Youyi's presence on the battlefield was only natural. Even the son of the Primordial Saint, with his White Tiger fighting for its provision, had performed impressively on the battlefield.
The Chiefs of other Super Forces had appeared even earlier, their prowess earth-shaking, in a fierce and evenly matched battle with the prodigies emerging from the Abyss.
Aside from the Chiefs, the True Inheritors of the Super Forces also arrived in full attendance, extraordinarily active across all battlefields.
Yet now, only Su Youyi of the Taoist Sect had appeared, while the other nominal Chief of the Taoist Sect, Liang Yi, was nowhere to be seen.
Not only the Abyss side but also many Cultivators from Mystic Mechanism wondered why Liang Yi of the Taoist Sect didn't show, leaving only his junior sister to fight on the battlefield.