Chapter 106: Flood Dragon Liver and a Fortuitous Opportunity (Please Subscribe!)

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Feng Boyuan, seasoned and experienced, sensed that something was amiss with Shang Lu and immediately scrambled backward several steps. Otherwise, he would have been crushed by the collapsing Shang Lu. Given Feng Boyuan’s battered state, covered in wounds and bleeding profusely, being struck would have caused immense pain, even if it didn’t inflict further injury.

Shang Lu lay sprawled on the ground, his body torn open by numerous wounds, blood gushing out and quickly turning him into a crimson figure. Beyond the external injuries, his meridians and internal organs had suffered extensive damage as well. These were the side effects of using the Nuo Mask to channel divine power.

Though drained of strength and wracked with excruciating pain, Shang Lu's mind remained clear and conscious; he did not faint despite the exhaustion and agony. Yet, he wished he could pass out to escape the torment.

Feng Boyuan painfully climbed up, retrieved the golden wound medicine and bandages that had slipped from Shang Lu’s grasp, and helped apply the medicine to the gaping wounds before binding them carefully.

“Thank you,” Shang Lu whispered with all his remaining strength, his voice barely audible like the faint chirp of an insect.

At the same time, he noticed San Niang rummaging through the corpse of the half-step flood dragon nearby. Was she collecting spoils? Truly a thrifty and diligent wife!

Shang Lu thought to himself, but then caught Feng Boyuan’s strange gaze as he tended to his wounds. Before he could speak, Feng Boyuan asked, “Did you just hear the voice of the Mountain-Breaking General?”

“I don’t know what sound it was. It was loud, deafening, and I couldn’t make it out clearly,” Shang Lu replied with great effort, pausing several times to catch his breath.

Feng Boyuan’s surprise deepened, but he said nothing more, only nodding, “I see. Don’t speak anymore. Rest well.”

Shang Lu thought, I’m already resti