A critical moment, is it now? Mi Ziwen wasn't sure.
His injuries were actually far more serious than the deputy general saw.
Back then, in order to cover the retreat of the army, he had fought a demonic beast with the strength of a second-rank martial artist.
The fact that he didn't die on the spot was already the result of his best efforts.
He had only broken through to the third rank of the Martial Dao not long ago. Even if he faced a third-rank demonic beast, he would be powerless, let alone a second-rank one.
If not for the fact that the second-rank demonic beast could not be bothered to chase after him, he would probably be a corpse now.
Although they had temporarily escaped the pursuit of the demonic beast army, Mi Ziwen could also feel that his injuries were gradually worsening.
In order to stabilize the morale of the army, he couldn't let his injuries be known to the public.
