What, scared now?

An even more berserk roar formed an even more terrifying shockwave that kept spreading outward. The soldiers who had been too close to Qiansui at the time immediately lost focus in their eyes and collapsed unconscious, frothing at the mouth. The warhorses beneath them suffered the same fate.

The moment his warhorse fell, Yan Sheng crashed to the ground, landing flat on his face. But he did not even have time to cry out in pain. He hurriedly rolled and scrambled toward the rear, his entire face already drained of every trace of color.

Even so, during the process, he did not forget to turn back for a glance.

Qiansui had risen to his feet. After instinctively letting out a furious roar that sent the surrounding enemies reeling, he did not immediately make his next move. His body was still visibly unsteady, and he swayed his head as if he had not even fully regained consciousness.

Yan Sheng's face immediately lit up with delight.

Should I hit that beast with another one? No, no, I can't! Xie Liancheng is still here. If I use it once more, I won't have enough true-word power left to save my life!

With that thought, Yan Sheng immediately changed his approach.

"All soldiers, heed my command! That beast has been gravely wounded by my divine thunder! Seize this opportunity and surround it at once! Whoever kills that beast will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold and made a Marquis of a Thousand Households!!"

Under heavy rewards, there were bound to be brave men!

This world had never lacked people willing to risk their lives for profit.

Qiansui's unsteady appearance did not seem fake. Coupled with the divine thunder from their First Emperor, it had indeed greatly boosted their morale. Upon receiving the