Return Together!

The moment you finished speaking,

the black patterns on that section of the wound vanished, revealing the true injury beneath.

The flesh had curled back. The blood was still dark red, but it was no longer the foul, black blood left by Abnormal Matter's corrosion.

Situ Hao Yue's brow creased faintly in his unconsciousness, then relaxed.

It was a good sign.

His body had not responded normally to pain in a long time.

If he could frown, his nerves were still alive. That part of his body belonged to him again.

Situ Xiao Yue covered her mouth.

She had seen it.

The cleaned wound was still horrifying, but it was no longer that despair-inducing black.

It was normal blood, normal flesh—a wound that could heal.

She pressed both hands over her mouth as tears streamed silently down her cheeks. She did not dare make a sound for fear of disturbing you.

You did not pause. You kept going.

The second section. The third. The fourth.

With every section you stripped away, the Source of the Weird struggled less, and Situ Hao Yue's breathing grew steadier.

At last, his chest began to rise and fall. Before, even divine sense could barely detect it. Now it was visible to the naked eye.

The wound grew shallower and the black mist thinner. From wrist to shoulder, you cleansed it inch by inch.

Then you stripped away the last section, the deepest cut above his shoulder blade.

The Source of the Weird finally gave up struggling. It let out a shriek almost like a wail before the gray current wrapped around it and swallowed it whole.

The Void Power circled in your palm like a well-fed cat stretching after a meal, then obediently retreated deep into your dantian.

It had grown a little stronger,