The Old Man Lost His Horse, and Joy Turned to Sorrow

You Rui's problem naturally had Xusheng to resolve it.

Come to think of it, divine-intent star points were also implanted within You Rui's soul, similarly making her one of the "components" of Chengqitian. However, due to her personal resistance, her true spirit had never manifested over, and Yu Ci didn't bother with it either.

At the present stage, Yu Ci's focus was entirely placed on the tug-of-war with the dead demon. Even though there had now been breakthrough progress, he still had no intention of dividing his attention elsewhere; he truly didn't have that kind of energy.

The "engagement" with the death demon calamity had been an exceedingly grueling affair. Yu Ci had long since imagined it as an "expert" he had to fight with everything he had just to hold at bay—except this "expert" was a monster that would never show the slightest fatigue.

Over the past year, Yu Ci had been fighting tooth and nail with such a monster. Even though he had the Heart Refining Dharma Fire to rely on and enjoyed brief windows for recovering his breath, on the other hand, the death demon calamity—which hooked into the gloomy and evil Qi of heaven and earth—also rose in tandem with the tides, consistently maintaining intense, overwhelming pressure upon Yu Ci.

The earlier, monotonous manifestations and assaults of the death demon had long since evolved, taking turns bombarding him with ten thousand kinds of death-calamity fasiangs. Over the course of a year, Yu Ci could be said to have experienced all the threats of "death and hardship" in this world. During this, as long as he revealed the slightest flaw for it to seize upon, there would only be a single word: "death."

Therefore, over this past year, Yu Ci didn't know whether his cultivation level had