Qin Jiuge closed his eyes.
He could only draw the spiritual energy drifting through the air into his body and use it to repair his injuries bit by bit. With his body unable to move, this was the only thing he could do.
A mountain wolf suddenly emerged at the edge of the forest, its eyes gleaming green. A corrosive green tinge clung to its body, and it looked ravenous, as though it had gone hungry for a long time.
Now that it had spotted prey like Qin Jiuge, it looked ready to drool out of its eyes.
Gurgle, gurgle.
Lying on the ground, Qin Jiuge could hear its stomach beating like a drum even from far away.
Qin Jiuge closed his eyes, not because he was waiting to die, but because he had ample confidence. Even if he could not move now, a mere little mountain wolf could not hurt him.
The mountain wolf's aura was weak. It could not possibly break through Qin Jiuge's defenses.
The mountain wolf came up to Qin Jiuge and sank its sharp, sawlike teeth into his skin. It gnawed away for ages, straining with every ounce of strength it had, but against the formidable defenses of his immortal realm body...
In the end, it failed to leave so much as a tooth mark. Apart from giving Qin Jiuge a bath in its saliva, it accomplished nothing.
Before long, the mountain wolf left.
It seemed to be a lone wolf. Otherwise, it would have gone to summon its pack.
Over the following stretch of time, torrential rain, howling winds, and muddy soil gradually left Qin Jiuge's formerly clean clothes and body looking utterly travel-worn. Seen from a distance...
He had completely lost his former effortless grace and extraordinary good looks. He had become nothing