Even though Jiang Ping An knew who the culprit was, there was nothing he could do.
For one thing, he had no evidence.
For another, even if he had evidence, he would still be unable to strike back.
The reason was simple. The other party was an elite of the Cai Family. Though he bore the name of the Nether Moon Palace, he was not actually one of its members.
The Nether Moon Palace would not go looking for trouble with the Cai Family over this matter.
He could only remember this grudge himself.
Before absolute strength, this genius of his was nothing but bullshit.
The Cai Family could casually send out a True Immortal and crush him to death.
They had casually hired a few assassins and had nearly taken his life.
He silently buried the matter in his heart and temporarily stopped thinking about revenge.
He took out the Ancestor Thunder Hall Command Token and erased the tracking mark on it, preventing anyone from tracking him.
He spent half an hour cleaning up the nearby battlefield. Only after confirming that no flesh or blood remained did he leave.
The most important thing now was to comprehend the Divine Feather Art, increase his speed, thereby improve his efficiency at capturing Thunder Spirits, and exchange for immortal arts for Jiang Chuan and Meng Jing.
He quickly calmed down over the assassination attempt. He had weathered too many storms over the years and had long grown accustomed to them.
He found another safe little island and entered it to cultivate.
Just as he was about to immerse himself in cultivation, he suddenly thought of something. His eyes opened again, and he took out the Golden Bean he had obtained earlier.
Using this Golden Bean would allow him to gain the power