Terry Immortal, enduring the pain of his flesh growing back, answered: "I don't know — I truly don't. The Immortal Venerable only gave me some hints to follow. My mission on this trip to the Lower Realm was originally to regulate the spokespersons of the Lower Realm. However, I owe Immortal Venerable a huge favor, and my ability to become an Armed Immortal Soldier is also thanks to his help."
"I can't ignore his words."
"But I never expected that this thing would be so weird... I'm afraid even the Immortal Venerable might not have known."
Terry Immortal looked at his regrowing hand, and was a bit fearful of Master Burgess' ruthlessness. After racking his brain for a bit, he added, "This thing... gives me the feeling that it's become corrupted."
