Zong Shen took out the Moon God Spring Water and carefully poured it over the wound.
A peculiar scene occurred. As soon as the Moon God Spring Water touched the wound, a violent reaction ensued, with the entire wound sizzling.
White smoke also rose, carrying a foul, fishy smell.
Initially, Zong Shen felt unbearable pain, but soon the pain eased.
He continued to wash it carefully, and after rinsing it two or three times, there were no more violent reactions or smoke, and that heart-piercing pain completely disappeared.
Zong Shen glanced at the wound. Much of the yellow pus had been washed away, and the whole wound was no longer wet and sticky. He took out a bandage and wrapped it around his waist, bandaging the wound.
The pain of the wound now was nothing compared to the previous, piercing pain.
"Damn those Forgotten, with their Netherworld Beam, how vicious!"
Zong Shen cursed as he put on his underwear and then donned his armor again.
