The pleasant notification chimed, and in the next instant, Song Shuhang's eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears began to bleed profusely.
The blood dripped onto the ground of the Tomb of the Immortal and was openly absorbed by the grand tomb.
"Ah! Tyrant Song, what's happening to you? You're bleeding from all over your face!" Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet exclaimed, pointing out Song Shuhang's current state of bleeding from his seven orifices.
"No big deal, just a minor issue," Song Shuhang replied calmly. "Besides, they say losing a bit of blood every now and then is good for the body."
