"Roar, ocean!"
Poseidon raised the trident in his hand, letting out a hysterical roar.
He knew that life or death depended on this strike; he must give it his all, with no reservations.
If he survived, he would be able to leave this place.
Otherwise, everything would be over!
"Freeze!"
Yang Yan roared, fiercely throwing the knife in his left hand toward the ocean.
As the knife pierced the seawater, the roaring ocean suddenly froze over.
"Broken Mountains and Rivers!"
Yang Yan followed with another roar, swinging the knife in his hand down towards Poseidon.
Poseidon's face changed drastically, raising the trident in his hands to block Yang Yan.
Crack!
The longsword in Yang Yan's hand suddenly shattered, a cold smile playing on his lips as he turned and walked toward Zhou Hanyun and the others.
Meanwhile, Poseidon maintained his stance, holding the trident aloft with both hands.
Rumble!
