"If you retreat, I won't make a move."
The Ancient Buddha spoke calmly.
"Senior, your current state is utterly devoid of life. Are you dead?"
Chen Changming swept his divine sense over the Ancient Buddha and frowned slightly.
This Ancient Buddha gave him the feeling of a corpse, yet this corpse could speak and move. The feeling... was deeply strange.
Though he had seen much and knew much, he had never encountered anything so bizarre.
"I have entered nirvana."
The Ancient Buddha lowered his eyelids and answered succinctly.
With a wave of his hand, the blood-colored Cattail Flower shot into his body like lightning.
"Bald donkey, the Medicine Sect's God Spirit Reed has helped you greatly too. Without these Cattail Flowers, I would have taken control of your flesh long ago."
The arrogant voice sneered.
"Everything is the will of heaven," the Ancient Buddha said coldly.
After saying that, he ignored the arrogant voice.
There were nine Cattail Flowers inside his body.
Their tendrils now spread throughout his body, forming a barrier that blocked a strand of black energy.
"Nirvana?"
Hearing the Ancient Buddha's words, Chen Changming could not help but stare blankly. He had not fully thought it through, but he suddenly realized that this might be a cultivation technique unique to the Ancient Buddha Clan.
He had never encountered this technique before.
"Nirvana means you're dead?"
Chen Changming asked deliberately.
"That's right. Die first, then be reborn. But this is already my ninth nirvana. Once I die this time, I may never come back to life again."
The Ancient Buddha remained calm, his eyes deep, as though he had long since taken life and death lightly.
Whether he lived or died no longer mattered to him.
Chen Changming nodded silently. After several seconds of silence, he bluntly voiced