C944 The Mysterious Old Taoist
"He's not dead?"
Shi Lei's head was shaking like a rattle drum, "No, no, no, this is impossible!"
"He's already like this, how can he not die?"
"Besides, if it was the Creator Deity, he would still be alive. How hard would it be to push down this stone tablet? Why did he trap himself in this coffin?"
Shi Lei's words were very straightforward, but they had a certain logic to them