Poseidon Trades the Sea God's Thirteen Halberds for Tang San

"Oh, you're back? Looks like you two just had a chat in the Divine Realm. Go on, Poseidon. Keep shouting." Ao Zhan watched Poseidon return and spoke with a taunting smile.

Poseidon's anger flared again, but the murderous intent bearing down on him from the God Kings and First-Level Gods above forced him to swallow his words.

"I... I was wrong just now. I apologize. But I absolutely cannot give you the Sea God Trident! Pick something else." Faced with the threat of death, Poseidon had no choice but to suppress his anger and admit his mistake. Even so, he made it clear that he would never hand over the Sea God Trident.

That was his lifeblood!

"Fine. Give me your divine technique, the Sea God's Thirteen Halberds, and we'll call it even. Then you can take Tang San and the others away." Ao Zhan changed his demand, but Poseidon was no more willing to agree to this one.

If the Sea God Trident was his gun, then the Sea God's Thirteen Halberds was his ammunition—precious ammunition that let him hold his ground in the Divine Realm!

After all, the Sea God's Thirteen Halberds was his divine technique, and the only set he had. After all his years as a god, it was the one thing he could truly rely on in a fight.

If someone obtained it and devised a way to counter it, Poseidon would have nowhere to turn.

He wanted to refuse, but Ao Zhan had lost his patience. "Poseidon, give me a straight answer. Will you hand it over or not? My patience has limits!"

Poseidon wanted to stand firm and say no, but Tang San had become far too important to him.

That child had suffered so much. He needed to inherit my Divine Position!