The Ancient God grinned. The flesh at the corner of his mouth tugged, but he didn't seem to notice. He looked to the side again. "Wu Da?"
Wu Tian sighed. "If you survived that, you'll never die."
"Not necessarily. If you keep acting recklessly like that, no one will be able to save you next time," Red-faced Mebis said unhappily.
The Ancient God looked at Red-faced Mebis. "I won't do it again."
Her expression softened a little. "Good. As long as you know."
Finally, the Ancient God looked at Chu Yi. "Old brother, you're pressing down on me."
Everyone looked over. Chu Yi had his hand on the edge of the bed, right on top of a piece of flesh stuck to the Ancient God's arm.
Embarrassed, he lifted his hand. "Ahem, well, sorry about that. It didn't hurt, did it?"
"What do you think?" the Ancient God said weakly.
"That means it didn't hurt," Jialan Zhi Luo said bluntly.
Lu Yuan let out a breath of relief. "All right, at least you're alive. You got lucky. Little Seven reacted quickly. The moment she saw Master Cao, she immediately reversed time. After doing so, she found you. Otherwise, you'd have been done for."
The Ancient God stared upward. "Living like this, I'd be better off dead."
"You're called Da Qiang. You can't die."
"I think Xiao Qiang would be even harder to kill."
"Either way, you're tough."
"Do you guys always have to talk so stupidly?" Mu Zhu had arrived. She had a close relationship with the Three Realms Six Paths. The Ancestor had been friends with Mr. Mu, and as Mr. Mu's disciple, she naturally knew the Three Realms Six Paths.
Walking over to the Ancient God, Mu Zhu praised him. "Not bad, Da Qiang. All those years of