It had already been half a year since Yuchi had absorbed the sea heart.
Three months ago.
Yuchi's sea of consciousness was still in a mess. The faceless fish was still attacking Yuchi's black-gold sun in a very brutal way.
However, three months later, the situation was completely different from three months ago.
Although Yuchi's sea of consciousness was still a lush green, and the surroundings looked like a tropical rainforest, the black-gold sun in the sky had already given birth to many, many golden threads.
These golden threads had already tied up the faceless fish, keeping it in place. Yuchi had to focus on two things at once; the faceless fish, as well as the transformed demons and ghosts it controlled.
This was quite difficult. More than multitasking, it was like overseeing two different levels of battlefields at the same time.
Luckily, thanks to the little animals that shared his consciousness, this was entirely doable for him.