"Then tell me, how did you come by Poseidon's Trident?"
Wang Zhan stared at the man in front of him for quite a while before finally frowning and saying, "These matters are not something you need to worry about. You just need to tell me the whereabouts of my friend, otherwise don't expect to leave here unharmed. I swear I'll tear you to pieces..."
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Wang Zhan's mouth, and he immediately soared skyward. He raised his hand, and the Poseidon's Trident was already in his hand. With a loud bang, Wang Zhan was once again entwined with the scythe in the man's hand.
Immediately, the scythe in the man's hand shattered into pieces.
Clearly, the scythe was no match for Poseidon's Trident.
But Wang Zhan could also see that the scythe was definitely a divine weapon.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have achieved such an effect.
