But... how was that possible? He had been struck by Tribulation Lightning. How could he not be dead?
Unless...
Mo Hua frowned. Guided by his keen intuition for Karma, he immediately formed a guess:
"Unless Mr. Tu had more than one life..."
Mo Hua's heart trembled slightly.
As the Evil God of the Great Wilderness's foremost lackey, no one knew how long Mr. Tu had lived, how many times he had shed his skin, or how many bodies he possessed. If he could sever his fleshly body, perhaps he could sever his Divine Consciousness as well.
The Tribulation Lightning had only killed one of his lives.
If he still had other lives, he could naturally remain alive.
So long as he had a fleshly embryo, his memories remained, his inheritance remained, and his faith in the Evil God of the Great Wilderness remained, he could "come back to life" once more. Though it seemed inconceivable, it was hardly impossible when it came to Mr. Tu.
A centipede did not go stiff even in death. He could not underestimate the cultivation knowledge and experience of these old monsters, who had abandoned their human duty and lived for far, far too long. So in the end, it was an "old acquaintance"...
Mo Hua muttered inwardly, then could not help wondering, If it really is Mr. Tu... what is his goal?
Does he still want... to resurrect the Evil God of the Great Wilderness?
*Mr. Tu's scheme in Ganxue Prefecture failed, but that was all right. Life always had its failures. As long as the green hills remained, there would be no shortage of firewood. After falling, one had to climb back up; life's road still had to be walked. So he wanted to rise again in the Great Wilderness, lay out his