The nodes were being destroyed one after another, but Li Qing silently calculated the time. Three-quarters of a quarter-hour had already passed.
As long as he held out for another quarter of a quarter-hour, victory would fall into his hands.
Within a mysterious spacetime, Yuan Zhihui's gaze remained fixed on the numerous lightning strike points across the Nine Provinces Four Regions.
The radiance of discerning the minute and knowing the whole flickered in his eyes as he rapidly analyzed those lightning strike points.
"There are two kinds of lightning strike points. One clearly bears traces of human activity; once that area is destroyed, the lightning will vanish."
"The other consists of natural lightning strikes, drawn by the local weather and terrain. There are even ancient records to verify them."
"Even if they are destroyed, lightning qi will continue to gather, and the lightning strikes will not disappear instantly."
"Li Qing's decoys should be the ones where lightning no longer strikes after they are destroyed."
"So far, I have found a total of thirty-six lightning strike points!"
"These thirty-six lightning strike points are mainly distributed across Yang Province and North Province."
"These lightning strike points seem to faintly follow some inexplicable pattern."
Yuan Zhihui had pushed his own intellect to its utmost limits, and countless pieces of information he had once known were converging.
From that vast sea of information, he searched for anything that could explain the situation before him.
The ability to discern the minute and know the whole was extracting all relevant information at breakneck speed.
At this moment, lightning strike points outside were being destroyed one after another.
More lightning strike points that could be identified as decoys were marked out.
When half of the lightning strike points had been reached, an intense flash of light suddenly