The Sanhe Immortal Spirit.
The enormous muscles of his upper body surprised Jiang Man, as though they held endless strength.
Standing there, he resembled a towering mountain of qi and blood.
His cultivation far surpassed the Primordial Spirit stage.
Jiang Man could not help marveling inwardly. Such a powerful evil god had been subdued just like that?
Besides, evil gods all had unique powers of their own.
Mu Kong, for instance, was extremely sensitive to space. He could traverse it and seal it off.
The Spirit Blossom Immortal Spirit could lock people's minds and spirits.
And this one's power probably had something to do with rivers.
Ren Qian gave an awkward laugh. "Haven't you met him now?"
The Sanhe Immortal Spirit stared at Ren Qian. "Do you take me for a fool? Do I look brainless to you?"
Jiang Man looked at his well-developed limbs and explosive temper.
For a moment, he fell silent.
Ren Qian shrugged. "Looks like there's nothing to discuss."
The Sanhe Immortal Spirit said coldly, "Going to kill me? Go ahead and try. Once I die, this place will spiral out of control.
"Besides, there's no way you can truly kill me.
"At worst, I'll fall dormant.
"And I'm an evil god with backing.
"Sooner or later, someone will fish me out and revive me.
"I'm not like those little wild evil gods.
"I won't let you butcher me as you please."
Ren Qian did not particularly care, either. He kept feeling that the other party did not understand the Immortal Gate very well.
"Why don't I talk to him?" Jiang Man suddenly offered.
"You? Wait until you have a face and a reputation before saying that," the Sanhe Immortal Spirit sneered.
Jiang Man considered it. "You want to meet me in person?"
"What else? I