It was Qin Siyang's first time seeing a Large God's true form in such a sorry state, and something about it felt wrong.
But on second thought, everything that had drifted down during his earlier [Succession Trial] had been gods' remains, utterly lifeless things.
The half-dead state of the god's true body before him did fit Qin Siyang's mental image of a god who manipulated corpses.
The only problem was that he had imagined such a god might also be covered in rotting wounds, hideous and oozing pus.
Yet the fish before him looked, by any measure, as though she had only just been injured.
Whatever the case, a god's physical condition was hardly something Qin Siyang needed to worry himself over. He still had to offer the customary pleasantries.
Qin Siyang smiled respectfully. "My sacred carp, you look positively radiant. Your wise and mighty bearing fills me with awe..."
"I'm dying."
Li Qinghui answered in an exceptionally deep, hoarse voice.
She gave Qin Siyang an indifferent glance, cutting off his flattery.
Beyond his embarrassment, however, Qin Siyang felt an even greater shock.
"What? You're dying? Was it because of that battle just now?"
A trace of confusion appeared in Li Qinghui's eyes. "How did you know? You shouldn't have been able to see it."
"That's right. For a while earlier, I couldn't enter the river. Once I could, I found everything here in ruins, so I guessed there had been a battle."
After hearing this, Li Qinghui said slowly, "Fair enough. You even passed my [Succession Trial]. Noticing a battle wouldn't be much of a challenge for you."
The mention of the [Succession Trial] stirred another wave of resentment toward the god before Qin Siyang.
The trial this damned fish had set was far too difficult. She had practically