Trident pierced through Yue Yang’s left arm easily.
In the instant when it was about to penetrate through his chest, Yue Yang turned his arm, bringing the force of the trident outward. At the same time, he turned his body, narrowly dodging the deadly blow aimed squarely at his heart. His body rubbed against the side of the Demon King Trident, coldly ducking and bolting forward. His right hand’s Innate Sword Qi flared, its aim locking on the Marquis of Zi Jin’s eyes.