Feng Qingran carefully dodged the Void God’s attacks while using the force of the Taiji Formation to dissolve the spiritual power.
When Qin Haoyan saw this, he was so furious that he spat out a mouthful of old blood.
Outrageous!
Ever since advancing to Void God, he had never suffered such humiliation.
In the past, killing a Soul Transformation cultivator had taken him no more than the blink of an eye. But now, within his own domain, he was being toyed with by a Nascent Soul!
Qin Haoyan’s hands rotated in the air, and the Taiji Formation on the ground began to emit waves of light. The pillars of light rapidly spread outward.
Feng Qingran looked at the pillars of light, and a sense of danger rushed into her heart.
Feng Qingran rode her sword, her body like a nimble swallow, graceful as a swimming dragon, dodging the pillars of light.
“Feng! Qing! Ran! Let’s see where you can still run!” A fierce wind whipped around Qin Haoyan, his white hair flying, and the aura around him was bone-chillingly cold.
The movements of Qin Haoyan’s feet and hands did not stop, and a strong, terrifying power emerged.
Qin Haoyan’s old, withered-tree-branch-like hand pushed the power outward.
This power passed through the pillars of light and chased after Feng Qingran.
Feng Qingran’s apricot-colored eyes were vigilant as she dodged rapidly, but this power seemed as if it would not give up until it hit her, pursuing her relentlessly.
As more and more pillars of light appeared within the domain, the space she could escape into kept shrinking. If this continued, the power would catch up to her sooner or later.
The power of a Void God was no joke. She absolutely could not let that power hit her!
Suddenly, Feng Qingran’s apricot-colored eyes brightened slightly, as if she had remembered something.
In an instant, an axe appeared in Feng Qingran’s hand.
Mm!
The Heaven-Splitting Axe that Grandpa Zhu Jiuyin had given her would definitely be able to shatter a Void God’s attack.
Feng Qingran felt a little nervous. She had never used the Heaven-Splitting Axe before. What if the axe’s power was too great and it also chopped away the Void God’s domain? What then?
Feng Qingran thought for a moment, then wanted to call Feng Ci out again.
But Feng Ci had clearly been hurt by her and had already hidden in the white mist region of the void space. She could not enter that place, much less contact Feng Ci.
When Qin Haoyan saw the axe in Feng Qingran’s hand, all the hairs on his body stood on end. A chill rushed up from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.
Unconsciously, fine beads of sweat covered his forehead.
Amid the fear, Qin Haoyan was also filled with excitement. The more a magical artifact frightened him, the more it proved how powerful it was.
It seemed the axe in Feng Qingran’s hand was no ordinary item!
With Feng Qingran’s strength, one swing of such a magical artifact would drain all the spiritual power from her body.
Qin Haoyan’s pale eyes changed from gloomy coldness to excitement. He stared at Feng Qingran eagerly, waiting for her to use the axe to resist his power.
But Feng Qingran did not do what Qin Haoyan expected and swing the axe.
She still chose to dodge the attacks first.
Feng Qingran gripped the axe tightly, still somewhat worried about the Heaven-Splitting Axe’s power. For a moment, she hesitated over whether to use the axe to save herself.
Actually, taking one hit from that power probably would not kill her. At most, she would suffer some injuries…
Seeing Feng Qingran hesitate, Qin Haoyan narrowed his eyes slightly and decided to lure Feng Qingran into launching an attack.
As long as Feng Qingran’s spiritual power was completely drained, that axe would surely become his prize.
Qin Haoyan’s withered hand swept through the air, sending out several surges of majestic force in succession.
Wave after wave of incomparably terrifying power came at her. Feng Qingran held up the axe, her expression extremely tense. The Heaven-Splitting Axe should not split open the Void God’s domain, right?
Just as Feng Qingran was about to use the Heaven-Splitting Axe to resist these forces—
A long, jade-like hand grabbed her wrist.
Immediately after, that person waved a hand and flicked a sleeve. A fierce wind flew out and easily dissolved the several surges of majestic force.
“Seventh Senior Brother, why are you here?!” Feng Qingran’s apricot-colored eyes were radiant, and her crystal-jade face carried a playful smile.
“If I hadn’t come, would you only stop after poking a hole in the sky of this Fire Spirit State?” Mo Jinghong’s voice was gentle as jade, his phoenix eyes shimmering and deep.
Feng Qingran blinked her pair of breathtakingly beautiful eyes and said innocently, “This time I really didn’t do anything. I even protected myself properly.”
“The thing in your hand can split even heaven and earth. You use it to split open a Void God’s domain—what do you think the consequences would be?” Mo Jinghong’s gaze shifted slightly, his voice calm as jade.
“Shouldn’t the power of the Heaven-Splitting Axe depend on my cultivation level? I’m only at the Nascent Soul stage. No matter how powerful it is, how powerful could it really be?” Feng Qingran’s eyes flickered slightly, her face full of confusion.
Mo Jinghong’s dark eyes darkened slightly. “Of course it depends on your cultivation level. If you use it once with your current cultivation, you will immediately become a dried corpse.”
When Zhu Jiuyin gave the thing to Feng Qingran, he probably had not explained anything at all!
Truly, one dared to give it, and the other dared to use it!
Mo Jinghong remembered that when Feng Qingran entered the Ten Directions Domain, she had only been at the Foundation Establishment stage.
Yet the Heaven-Splitting Axe possessed the power to divide heaven and open earth and to travel through the void. It was a primordial treasure of heaven-defying supremacy and world-shaking divine might.
Such a terrifying, heaven-reaching treasure—Zhu Jiuyin had actually dared to hand it to a Foundation Establishment junior without explaining anything!
Was it afraid that Feng Qingran had lived too long?
Or perhaps Zhu Jiuyin wanted to borrow Feng Qingran’s hand to use this axe to split open another world?
What exactly Zhu Jiuyin intended, Mo Jinghong could not know, but he was very clear that Feng Qingran definitely knew nothing about the Heaven-Splitting Axe.
Mo Jinghong’s eyes turned slightly cold. Meeting Feng Qingran’s widened apricot-colored eyes, he said in a calm voice like jade, “With magical artifacts others give you, first understand them clearly before using them.”
“I understand.” Feng Qingran’s beautiful eyes lowered slightly, feeling a little disappointed.
“Before you enter the Great Luo Golden Immortal stage, you cannot use this axe.” Mo Jinghong warned.
“What cultivation level is the Great Luo Golden Immortal?” Feng Qingran blinked her apricot-colored eyes, even more puzzled.
“You will know after you ascend. For now, you are still not suited to know about things after ascension.” Mo Jinghong comforted Feng Qingran.
“Then can I use the Heaven-Splitting Axe to chop firewood or cut things? Just treat it as the most ordinary axe, without using spiritual power.” Feng Qingran’s crystal eyes were sly, as if she were plotting something.
