The World of the Overpowered

"Hey, did you hear? The military commander saved Jin Damao! That arrow went straight through his chest!" someone said in shock.

"Do you even need to say it? The whole camp has known for ages," someone else said.

"Do you think the military commander knows Immortal Arts?"

"He can save someone on the verge of death. If that isn't Immortal Arts, then what is? Anyway, I think the military commander knows Immortal Arts."

"Yeah. If we follow the military commander from now on, we'll definitely have a future."

"Exactly. What in this world can an immortal possibly fail to do?"

Many people had witnessed Jiang Hao saving someone firsthand. After their initial shock, they naturally began spreading the news everywhere. Before long, all two hundred-plus of his men knew about it, and the story became more miraculous with every retelling.

One man bragged, "I was right there. I saw it with my own eyes! The military commander used a brush to draw on some rough paper, then muttered something about ordering immortal gods to descend and save someone. Then the talisman in his hand lit up by itself. The military commander grabbed that fireball and pressed it straight into Jin Damao's chest. A few breaths later, when he let go, guess what happened? That huge hole in Jin Damao's chest had actually healed! Tell me, isn't that miraculous?"

Someone said excitedly, "I heard the military doctor say that Jin Damao's wounds were definitely fatal. If the military commander hadn't used Immortal Arts, he would have been dead for a long time by now."

"Hey, right, has Jin Damao woken up?"

"He did. He woke up a quarter of an hour after the military commander performed his ritual. They say he can already speak. His body is weak, but his life