After getting ambushed, Tutal was casually slapped and smashed into the distant sea. It was unknown if he was dead or alive.
Then, the three of them grabbed the jeweled golden trident that was sent flying high.
Jiang Li saw through their wary expressions.
It seemed that the three reincarnations of the Immortals and Buddhas who looked sincere and cooperative were not as united as they had imagined.
However, just as they were about to succeed, the three of them felt a dense sense of danger.
They could only give up on snatching the trident and separate to the sides.
As it turned out, they had made the right choice.
In the next moment, the entire sea was split into two.
The seawater on the left side and the seawater on the right side clearly separated a passageway, from the bottom of the sea to the surface.
The trident that was sent flying was swept up by a pitch-black chain and landed in Jiang Li's hand.
