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While Lie and Tngri conversed, Zhao Changhe and his group ignored them entirely, moving at full speed to lift Li Shentong. He activated his Rejuvenation Art with reckless abandon, pouring all his energy into Li Shentong’s battered body.
Half-conscious from his injuries, Li Shentong stirred as the intense energy coursed through him, slowly dragging him back from the brink. He frowned slightly, attempting to push himself up from Zhao Changhe’s embrace only to find himself too weak to even move.
Zhao Changhe pressed him down and said, “Moving will make you bleed out. Stay still and circulate your energy. You won’t die.”
Li Shentong remained quiet, sensing his own condition. His left arm had been completely severed. His left chest was nearly cleaved open, just shy of reaching his heart. And these were only the visible wounds.
In truth, the battle at this level was never just about external injuries. Tngri’s power had wreaked havoc inside him. His organs were in utter disarray, his meridians completely severed, and his dantian shattered beyond repair. He was utterly crippled.
And yet, he was Li Shentong.
He had tempered his body to near-perfection, refined it, trained it to endure both internal and external forces. That was the...
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