Staring intently at Yang Yan, even as the Sea God, Poseidon found himself at a loss for words to describe his feelings at this moment.
Yang Yan was completely different now compared to just a moment ago.
How should I put it?
The current Yang Yan exuded a terrifying aura, even Poseidon's heart raced.
"Star Night, Illusory Night, Asura, Fourth Blade."
Yang Yan whispered while walking towards Poseidon.
With each name Yang Yan uttered, something appeared on him.
In no time, Yang Yan was armed to the teeth.
"Let us begin! Today, I shall slay a god."
Yang Yan declared coldly.
As his words echoed, the ground began to tremble, and the air grew heavy with palpable murderous intent.
Poseidon looked at Yang Yan, whose killer instincts were fully exposed, and his gaze flickered, slowly raising the trident in his hand.
Yang Yan was definitely not joking.
Now, he possessed the capability to slay a god.
"Arrogant!"
Poseidon roared, brandishing his trident.
