In the misty mountain range, a blood river slowly flowed out, dyeing the nearby land red.
"Human Sovereign…" The soldiers stationed outside the blood river spontaneously saluted when they saw Zhou Wen.
"Call me Zhou Wen." Zhou Wen looked at the soldiers and couldn't help but frown slightly. Their exposed skin had many abscesses.
There were even people whose faces were covered in burst boils, making them look abnormally disgusting and hideous.
"What's going on?" Zhou Wen stared at the officer beside him and asked.
The officer said with a bitter smile, "Young Master Wen, this blood river looks harmless, but if you stay here for extended periods, your body will develop such abscesses. The longer you stay, the worse the rot. We haven't discovered a way to treat it, nor can we bandage it. The more we bandage it, the worse it becomes."
"Why didn't you retreat?" asked Zhou Wen.
