This immortal was clearly ordinary, yet he was unusually confident.

"How dare they... how dare they..." Chen Ke just came to his senses and murmured in a daze.

"We have been fighting with the Cangyue Kingdom for many years, and countless people have died on both sides. If we can wipe them out with just a few tens of thousands of men, what's wrong with that? Once our Xuri Kingdom unifies the world, there will be no more war, and no one will die on the battlefield anymore," Eunuch Yang sneered.

"That may be true, but such actions will incur divine retribution! Even if we unify the world, we will lose the hearts of the people."

"The victor is king, the loser is villain; it has always been so. When the time comes, we'll just pin everything on the Cangyue Kingdom, and those foolish people will believe it anyway, and they'll have no choice but to believe it, they'll dare not disbelieve it!"

"But has Your Excellency considered that after this matter, Xuri will likely fall completely into the hands of the Demon God Sect? How should we conduct ourselves then?"

"So what? If we don't follow orders, what future will we have?" Eunuch Yang sighed helplessly, then handed Chen Kegang a pill. "Take this; it will save your life."

Chen Kegang gave a wry smile and slowly accepted it.

Just then, a series of noisy commotions came from not far away.

"Damn it, what did you feed us?!"

"Kill me if you want, why resort to such methods!"

"Brothers, these treacherous dogs from the Azure Moon Kingdom don't want us to live. Let's fight them to the death!"

"..."

Ding Wu rushed to the scene. More than a thousand prisoners of the Rising Sun Kingdom had launched a riot, but fortunately it was suppressed in time.

"What's going on?" Ding Wu asked his captain.

"Reporting to the general, I was ordered to deliver some food to these prisoners, but for some reason, as soon as they ate, dozens of them foamed at the mouth and then collapsed. They said we poisoned the food, and then they started making a fuss."

Ding Wu narrowed his eyes slightly, ordered someone to bring a serving of food, and pointed at the captain, saying, "You, eat this in front of them!"

The captain's face immediately fell, but military orders were hard to disobey. He brought a steamed bun to his mouth and took a small bite.

"Swallow it!" Ding Wu shouted.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the captain reluctantly swallowed it.

"Huh? Nothing's wrong?" The captain was slightly taken aback, then took a big bite of his steamed bun and yelled at the group of prisoners, "You ungrateful bastards! Poisoned? How come I'm fine? I should have starved you for a few days first, then you'd have the energy to cause trouble!"

“Then what happened to our brothers? They were all fine before,” one of the prisoners retorted.

"Hmph, let me ask you, quite a few of you ate the food earlier, so why are the others unharmed?"

"This……"

The prisoners looked at each other, unsure of what to say next.

"Summon the physicians!" Ding Wu shook his head, then ordered, "Keep them under strict guard. If they cause any further trouble, kill them without exception!"

Not long after Ding Wu returned to his tent, a captain rushed in to report:

"Reporting to the general, something has happened. Those prisoners who had fainted suddenly woke up for some reason and started biting people indiscriminately. Although it was stopped in time, the two medical officers sent there and dozens of other prisoners were bitten."

Upon hearing this, Ding Wu was immediately startled. After pondering for a moment, he ordered, "Quickly go and invite the Imperial Advisor over."

The captain accepted the order and left, and soon Chen Chui arrived gracefully.

"What happened?"

"Talking as we walk."

Ding Wu briefly recounted the events, then said, "I'm wondering, could this be a conspiracy by the Kingdom of Rising Sun?"

Chen Chui's expression turned somewhat grave as he said, "You mean, the other side might have brought something like a plague here? How dare they..."

Ding Wu said, "With a national war imminent, the slightest carelessness could lead to the destruction of our country. Why should we worry about so many things?"

The two soon found the prisoners who had fallen ill. Their skin was dark, their eyes were bloodshot, their nails were black, and their veins were bulging all over their bodies. They looked like humanoid monsters.

Not far away, dozens of people lay sprawled out, all of them bitten earlier. They were convulsing as if they were experiencing unspeakable pain.

Without hesitation, Chen Chui flashed to a prisoner who was having an attack. The prisoner, who had been calm, immediately became agitated and charged at him, baring his teeth.

Chen Chui simply flicked his whisk, and the prisoner was sent flying backward.

He struggled to his feet and let out a wild roar at Chen Chui, but he didn't charge at him again, as if he knew that the person in front of him was not someone to be trifled with.

Is he still conscious?

Chen Chui seemed to be deep in thought. Then he bent down to examine one of the bitten people. After a moment, he slowly stood up and shook his head slightly.

"Hopeless!"

Upon hearing this, Ding Wu's face turned ashen, and he uttered a single word: "Kill!"

Just then, a soft flute melody began to play.

The flute music was inconsistent, sometimes high, sometimes low, and intermittent. If judged by the music itself, it was a complete mess.

But the moment the flute sounded, the prisoners who had fallen ill suddenly changed.

His already bloodshot eyes suddenly turned blood red, and his fingernails grew at a visible speed.

With a roar, two long fangs grew from their mouths.

Not only that, the person who was bitten suddenly stood up and turned into a monster.

With a flick of his whisk, Chen Chui transformed it into a spiked mace, which he casually swept across, smashing the two monsters that lunged at him into a pile of minced meat.

“Brother Ding, these prisoners are yours. There’s something strange about this flute music. I’ll go and deal with the flute player.”

"Imperial Advisor, be careful!"

Ding Wu watched Chen Chui leave, then quickly ordered his soldiers to form a battle formation.

"Raise your shield, and make sure these monsters don't hurt you."

The newly transformed monsters possessed strength and speed far exceeding that of ordinary people, but these soldiers were all elites, and with their superior weapons, after several rounds of encirclement and attack, most of the monsters fell in the blink of an eye.

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, screams of agony came from all directions.

The other prisoners also began to change.

"Damn it!" Ding Wu clenched his fist and ordered, "Order the entire army that anyone who shows any unusual behavior is to be killed without exception!"

Chen Chui followed the sound of the flute and soon found his target: the flute player was mixed in with the prisoners.

However, the situation here is much worse. Not only have all the prisoners mutated, but many of the guards have also turned into monsters. Only a small number of soldiers on the perimeter are still fighting desperately.

"So you're here, you beast, prepare to die!" Chen Chui brandished his spiked club and rushed over.

The rampaging monsters suddenly paused, and then, driven by the sound of the flute, they all surged towards Chen Chui.

These monsters are indeed much stronger than ordinary people, but they are no match for a cultivator like Chen Chui.

With a powerful swing, Chen Chui sent dozens of monsters flying.

Although there were many monsters, Chen Chui easily defeated them all and quickly brought them close.

But just then, a black figure suddenly appeared and blocked Chen Chui's path.