"No, I've been exhausting my spirit blood and spirit for so many years … My supreme treasure of Dao!"
A thousand-miles-thick vine stood straight up. Covered in mucus, the vine squirmed intensely and transformed into an enormous clone of Pan Heng. Looking at the ordinary-looking axe in front of Ji Hao, the clone screamed shrilly.
Pan Heng's screams sounded like the screams of a white-haired concubine, who was banished to the Cold Palace by an emperor. Pan Heng's screams were shrill and shrill, filled with hatred and desolation. Hearing Pan Heng's screams, Ji Hao's fine hair stood straight up.
"Supreme treasure of Dao?" In Ji Hao's spiritual space, the mysterious man chuckled and said, "This idiot has been devouring other people's flesh and blood to nourish herself with plunder. Yet, she actually attempted to attain her great Dao with Pan Gu's axe of killing? You're really a blockhead, a silly woman.
Ji Hao carefully reached his hand towards the axe floating in front of him.
His body gradually expanded. Within the span of a few breaths, he was hundreds of miles tall. He reached out his hand and gripped the handle of the axe. Followed by a buzzing sound, an extremely strong power was transmitted to Ji Hao through the handle of the axe. Ji Hao's body couldn't help but feel numb. Holding this axe in his hand, Ji Hao suddenly felt an inexhaustible courage.
With the axe in his hand, Ji Hao was confident that he could chop all enemies in front of him, no matter how many enemies there were.
Sky-opening, earth-splitting, everything-grow, everything-perish, and all living beings reincarnate … Silently, Ji Hao quickly reviewed the five moves taught by the mysterious man. He gripped the axe, combined the five moves, and swung the axe fiercely.
The axe moved. An indescribably strong power surged out of the axe, driving Ji Hao's body to draw a perfect arc in the air. The mysterious man taught Ji Hao the five moves. Because of Ji Hao's understanding and power, every time he launched a seemingly perfect attack, there would always be a slight flaw.
But, the axe forcibly moved Ji Hao's body and fixed all the flaws.
The perfect strike tore the space apart and landed on the head of Pan Heng's clone.
Along with a shrill howl, Pan Heng's enormous clone was easily crushed by the axe. Ji Hao didn't sense any resistance, as this amazingly powerful clone split up. The axe released a dark arc of light, tearing apart countless vines and drilling into Pan Heng's body.
Pan Heng's enormous body, which stretched for billions of miles, suddenly twitched intensely, quaking the entire underground sealed space. Pan Heng was cut into two by Ji Hao. The wound was as smooth as a mirror, but an indescribable power had been destroying Pan Heng's body near the wound.
"Back then, when Pangu used this axe, anyone who touched it would die, and anyone who grazed it would die. I really don't know how that silly woman managed to bring Pan Gu back to this place when he was exhausted and the axe flew out of his hand. "The mysterious man sighed," But, she's dead. "
As the mysterious man said, the life-force inside Pan Heng's body was fading speedily. The dark-green vines turned black, withered, and decayed quickly. An unpleasant smell rose into the sky. Following a series of weak howls, Pan Heng's body began collapsing and decaying speedily.
A green silhouette darted out of Pan Heng's body. That was a woman with a twisted, hideous face. She kneeled in front of Ji Hao, tremblingly reaching her hands to Ji Hao and said, "Spare … Spare my life … Pan Heng is willing to be your slave … You can do anything you want … Spare …"
Before she finished, the green silhouette collapsed into countless green light spots, silently dissipating in the air.
The fierce strike launched by the axe directly wiped out all the life-force of Pan Heng, who hadn't fully recovered yet. Through the connection between her body and her soul, the axe directly destroyed her soul, erasing every trace of her existence.
Ji Hao held the sword with one hand and the axe with the other. Pondering for a while, he put the sword and the axe together.
"Sword?" The mysterious man sat in Ji Hao's spiritual space with his legs crossed and murmured unwillingly, "In fact, chopping people with an axe is more manly than using a sword... But, it's alright. I shouldn't show this axe in front of people indeed, because it will bring me trouble."
Sighing slightly, the mysterious man continued, "Sword, axe, anyway, it's never limited to any shape. But, I like the axe."
The sword and the axe were put together. The axe quaked slightly, then transformed into a strong stream of light and merged with the Pan Gu sword. The Pan Gu sword began squirming speedily, growing longer, wider, and thicker. Circles of swirling clouds sparkled on the surface of the sword, then merged with the sword.
The swirling patterns were faintly visible, while countless patterns of stars shone in the swirling clouds. The stars dashed across the sword, leaving long streaks of light in the air. Next, the hazy silhouettes of countless Chaos creatures flashed across the sword, along with the patterns of mountains, rivers, and legendary creatures.
All these changes happened within the span of a couple of breaths. The Pan Gu sword turned dark and dull. At first glance, the sword looked like a heavy iron block, without any sharpness.
"Ji Hao kid?" From a distance away, a clear voice could be heard, "Why are you here? Eh? Is this... Pan Heng's body? Did you kill him? How despicable. I want to take him in as my disciple. "
"Hehe, there's no one around. Your Shifu can't know what happened here, no matter how powerful he is. In this case, I will send you to the underworld today, so that you don't have to trouble my disciple again in the future!" A glowing silhouette flew over. Priest Hua, who had a pair of eyes sparkling with a seven-colored light, wielded his right hand and grabbed a shining golden pestle from the air. With a twisted face, he smashed the pestle down towards Ji Hao's head.
This pestle was a pre-world supreme treasure that Priest Hua found in the Chaos. It was fierce, fierce, and unstoppable. Anything that touched it would shatter immediately, unless it was protected by a same-grade pre-world supreme treasure. Back in the prehistorical era, countless Chaos creatures who disobeyed Priest Hua were crushed by him with this pestle.
Ji Hao instinctively raised his sword to defend himself.
He didn't make any move, but simply wielded the sword.
The dark, lusterless Pan Gu sword silently split the space and clashed against the golden pestle, which was shining with a dazzling golden light. Along with a clear noise, the glowing pestle was cut into two by the lusterless Pan Gu sword, as if a knife was cutting a cucumber. A beam of sword light swept out from the Pan Gu sword and startled Priest Hua. Howling, he teleported himself away.
The sword light flashed across the space and found Priest Hua like a living being.
Puff! Priest Hua's right arm, which was still gripping the broken pestle, was cut off from his elbow. A nice aroma of blood spurted out along with a splendid glow. Drops of blood fell on the ground and immediately transformed into colorful beads, rolling all over the ground, looking quite beautiful.
"Ji Hao!" Priest Mu's voice came from a distance away. With a bitter face, Priest Mu flashed across the air and showed up before Ji Hao, shielding him with the colorful branch.
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