"Where was the corpse?"
Lei Jingyu sank to the seabed and looked around, but he did not see Jiang Ping An's body.
"Could Jiang Ping An's corpse have been taken away by that assassin? How excessive. A King-level powerhouse was actually coveting the corpse of a God Tribulation Realm deity."
Lei Jingyu swept the sea once more with his Divine Sense. After confirming that Jiang Ping An's corpse had truly vanished, he cursed as he departed.
He had only just broken through to the first level of the God King Realm. The most important thing now was to return and consolidate his cultivation.
With Jiang Ping An assassinated and Lei Jingyu gone, the Wildsea Royal Clan and Electric Eel Demon Race cultivators who had watched the battle left in high spirits.
The rumored Jiang Ping An had fallen. They had one formidable rival fewer, and at the same time, it was another devastating blow to the Lan Alliance.
The churning seawater gradually calmed, leaving only the fishy, salty sea breeze in the air.
Within the shadows of the seabed, a pitch-black figure emerged.
"Just as expected, the Ash Frost Dynasty's assassins really did send a soul-type God King."
That figure was none other than Jiang Ping An.
He had not died.
The blood flowing from his seven orifices and the disappearance of his soul fluctuations had all been an act.
The last time he encountered an assassin, he had merely lost an incarnation; his main body had suffered no serious harm. If he had been the assassin and encountered such a situation, he would definitely use soul-type power for the next assassination.
There could be countless avatars, but there was only one soul.
As long as the soul within one body was destroyed, all bodies connected to that soul would