At this moment, Hermes still harbored murderous intentions towards Su Yan, but just as he was about to attack again, he suddenly felt a deadly chill coming from his chest. In an instant, he looked down in horror and found that the Ten Directions Sword had mercilessly pierced his chest.

However, this wasn't the end. After piercing Hermes, the Ten Directions Sword didn't stop there. Instead, it spun and swiftly withdrew at an extremely tricky angle. As the sword was withdrawn, a stream of blood gushed out, forming a shocking blood mist in the air.

With a soft "puff" sound, accompanied by the dispersal of blood mist, Hermes' body slowly fell backwards, landing heavily on the ground. His eyes widened, his face full of disbelief and despair, because in just a single encounter, he had not even had the strength to fight back before he was killed.

Su Yan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sneer of disdain. That sneer seemed to pierce the void, sending shivers down his spine. He felt nothing for the so-called Third Generation Gods before him, even considering them no different from ants.

Su Yan didn't even bother to glance at these insignificant beings, instead casually casting his gaze to the side. Just then, a mysterious figure quietly emerged. Upon closer inspection, it was Dionysus! His form shifted before Su Yan's eyes like a phantom, sometimes transforming into a handsome man, sometimes a charming woman, a sight to behold.

This Dionysus is very famous. He is the god of wine, grapes and carnival.

The divine power it possessed was enough to intoxicate all living things, plunging them into endless joy and indulgence. However, even such a powerful deity was nothing more than that in Su Yan's eyes.

"You killed my brother!" Dionysus stared at Su Yan and asked slowly.