Fat Cat chuckled, "That's why that guy is sealed beneath Black Iron City, relying on a great formation to lock up his life force, and he's been in a state of deep sleep, with the passage of his lifespan extremely slow; he's probably just lost a few thousand years at most."
A few thousand years... The War Gods can only live for a thousand or two thousand years.
"However, Black Iron City isn't considered a very strong seal; if it had been arranged a bit more ingeniously, perhaps only a few hundred, or even several dozen, years of lifespan would have been lost," Fat Cat said further.
Chu Hao pointed at Fat Cat and said, "When talking about someone else, don't forget yourself; you are also an old monster that doesn't die. It's strange, weren't you also sealed in Black Iron City? Your cultivation was even pitifully low back then, so how did you live for so many years?"