Human Intelligence

In the southern frontier of the Human Path, within a fortress.

The armies here were still being drilled and prepared for war. Human Path's true elite forces had yet to deploy; it was still far too early for the final decisive battle.

Qiu Zhi was recuperating here as well.

Only, his method of recuperation was somewhat strange.

Inside a sealed chamber, his body hung suspended, twisted at bizarre angles from head to toe. His bones and muscles were grievously injured.

Yet anyone familiar with the body's meridians would know that this posture happened to ensure that his shattered flesh could still "barely function."

It was much like a wire that had snapped and then been forcibly spliced back together. Such a wire could not possibly remain straight; it would have a "knot," or rather, a twist. Anyone who had joined wires before should have no trouble understanding the state he was in.

Now, every meridian and blood vessel in Qiu Zhi's body was such a "knot." For that very reason, he could not lie flat normally at all. He had to hang like this to keep his body from dying. Only in this "twisted" state could he still remain "alive."

His injuries were far worse than Li Qi's. Sixty years had passed, yet there was not the slightest sign of improvement.

At the final moment, in order to forcibly breach Li Qi's defenses, he had slaughtered his way through all the Inner Gods, broken through the suppression of Baiyue's collective earth spirit, and faced Li Qi's spells and divine abilities at the same time.

What he had wanted then was to kill Li Qi, then slowly heal himself afterward.

Unfortunately, he had failed.

But at least he had forced Li Qi into being unable to act as well.

Still, Qiu