Battleground

"Mad Saint, you live up to your reputation."

Jia Tu spat out a mouthful of blood that sizzled upon hitting the ground.

Hao Xuan glanced at Guo Bao who was kneeling a few feet away from him. His body was covered in wounds, some of which were leaking a yellow puss like substance.

Guo Bao met his eyes while trying to catch his breath, "You're late. A few more minutes and I might not have been so lucky."

Hao Xuan scoffed, "Just be glad I came at all. If you have the energy to talk then expel that poison first, we'll take care of these guys, " he said looking at the yellow substance.

Guo Bao quickly closed his eyes and sat down right then and there. Wisps of reddish Qi came out of the tattoo on his back and swirled around his body a few times before entering the infected wounds.

A few seconds later a yellow Qi was started to be expelled out from the open wounds.

Hao Xuan nodded and turned around to face Jia Tu who was looking at them with an amusing expression.