This axe, descending from above with flashes of cold light, seemed to tear through the void.
The surrounding air even carried the sound of a howling wind.
Feeling the hints of death descending, Xiao Yongting felt as if he were falling into an icy cavern.
He swiftly brought out a khaki-colored cauldron and placed it above his head.
Stream after stream of light fell, securely enveloping him within.
Just as he had finished doing all this,
The Divine Axe swiftly struck the Defensive Magical Treasure.
"Crack..."
The cauldron was instantly cleaved in two, its spiritual light dimmed, falling toward the ground.
Subsequently, the Divine Weapon's momentum unabated, slashed towards Xiao Yongting's body.
"Ah..."
In Xiao Yongting's eyes filled with despair, the axe light quickly penetrated his chest.
With a scream, his entire body was split in two, his blood staining the skies as his corpse fell toward the ground.