The moment he said this, everyone immediately turned toward the source of the voice.
Qin Jiuxiao slowly approached with Xiao Wu and Bi Ji, a calm, handsome smile on his face.
His clothes were neat, his aura steady. There was no sign that he had been injured.
The instant Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, and the others saw Qin Jiuxiao, their expressions became extraordinarily colorful, as though they had swallowed a live fly.
"Impossible!"
Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, nearly coughing up blood in rage.
He stared fixedly at Qin Jiuxiao, his voice growing shrill. "How could you still be alive? That was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, the Titan Giant Ape! How could you possibly survive its hands?!"
Why wouldn't this bastard Qin Jiuxiao just die?
Heaven is unfair. Heaven is so unfair!
Tang San clenched his fists as well, and the sleeve arrows hidden in his sleeves gave a faint click.
He had finally lived comfortably for a while these past days and had forged quite a few hidden weapons.
But if he wanted to use those hidden weapons against Qin Jiuxiao, even he did not have much confidence.
After all, Qin Jiuxiao's strength and physical body were both monstrous.
Without top-tier hidden weapons like the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle and Yama's Invitation, Tang San had no intention of making another move against Qin Jiuxiao.
Yet now, Qin Jiuxiao stood before him completely unharmed, as if mocking his recent complacency.
Seeing the unwilling and stifled looks on their faces, Qin Jiuxiao secretly felt delighted.
He raised an eyebrow, smiling faintly. "What's wrong, Little San, Master? You seem pretty unhappy that I didn't die."
"But seeing how unhappy you are makes me quite happy. After all, smiles don't disappear—they just get transferred."
The two were so furious their teeth itched, yet