"Yes!" Hearing their leader's rebuke, Teng Xie Gui's subordinates immediately went to issue the command.
Teng Xie Gui had not expected the enemy to develop a method to counteract the festering scars, a possibility he had failed to foresee.
Although his forces were numerous, the enemy's attack power was formidable, and his army was steadily pushed back. Enraged, Teng Xie Gui prepared to enter the battle himself.
But at that moment, a figure appeared in the sky. It was none other than Fu Shen.
"Teng Xie Gui," Fu Shen said, his voice echoing across the field, "our grudge has lasted for hundreds of years. This time, I will fight you to the death!"
"You think I'm afraid of you?!" Teng Xie Gui immediately drew his saber and charged forward to confront Fu Shen.
This time, he was truly shocked. His own body bore many festering wounds, while Fu Shen's skin was smooth and unblemished, completely free of scars. The sight caught him completely by surprise.
He roared, "You found a cure?"
