Poseidon no longer roared. His heart was like dead ashes.
After being defeated, he was no longer the king of the sea tribe. Instead, he was the prisoner of the cultivators in loucheng, and his life was in the hands of others.
Roaring in such a situation was equivalent to asking to be humiliated, so why bother?
After figuring this out, Neptune also became quiet, and the same was true for his nine split bodies.
Although it was silent at the moment, it did not mean that it had given up. If there was a chance, Neptune would definitely find a way to escape.
God Kingdom, this land of sorrow, the further away the better. Even if there were no void monsters appearing, he would definitely not return!
As for the obsession in his heart, it had long disappeared and could no longer control his emotions.
Poseidon was enlightened. Although this was a good thing, it seemed to be a little too late.
