"Damn it! So they were people from the Feather Soul Tribe. No wonder they dared attack us! How did they end up here?"
Yan Hou Kong gnashed his teeth in fury, not doubting Jiang Ping An's words in the slightest.
The Blazing Sun Tribe and the Feather Soul Tribe were sworn enemies, with conflicts never ceasing between them. Ambushes and underhanded schemes were commonplace on both sides.
"A mere Second Level God King dares act wild before This King? You're courting death!"
Seeing Jiang Ping An turn to flee, a vicious glint flashed through Yan Hou Kong's eyes. Divine power erupted from within him, transforming him into a crimson meteor as he gave chase.
He was a dignified Third Level God King. If he let a Second Level God King escape right under the noses of his two subordinates, he would be utterly disgraced.
The two Blazing Sun Tribe gods whom Yan Hou Kong had rescued immediately activated their divine power and followed close behind, their faces filled with rage.
These Feather Soul Tribe people were truly audacious beyond measure. They deserved death!
Below, after reclaiming the golden tusk, the herd of berserk giant elephants let out several earth-shaking trumpets. Swinging their enormous trunks and stomping with steps that made the earth tremble and mountains sway, they turned back without continuing the pursuit.
Jiang Ping An darted swiftly through the endless mountain ranges, his figure flickering in and out of sight.
As the Spirit of the Lake Water devoured and refined the four Second Level God Kings, the pitch-black lake within his inner world finally calmed down and stopped draining his divine power.
He breathed a slight sigh of relief, but did not fully relax.
Looking back, he saw that the Third Level God King who called himself a member