"Is that one of the Heaven War Sect's sect-guarding divine weapons, the Heaven-Splitting Battle Axe?"
"It isn't the true Heaven-Splitting Battle Axe. It's a replica. But the great dao origin aura contained within it is actually so dense—it's probably already close to the level of a Heavenly Lord-grade divine weapon."
"My heavens, Zhan Wuji was actually still hiding a trump card like this? With that battle axe, his combat power will rise by at least thirty percent or more."
"Is this his true strength? When he dealt with the others before, he didn't even use a weapon."
Within the Divine Capital, another wave of cries erupted.
The Heaven War Sect was famed for battle, and the sect stored many divine weapons and sharp tools passed down from ancient inheritances. This replica of the Heaven-Splitting Battle Axe was clearly one of Zhan Wuji's greatest reliances in participating in this grand competition.
For it to be forced out at this moment was enough to show that the degree of importance he attached to Chen Fei had already risen to an extremely high level.
Zhan Wuji held the Heaven-Splitting Battle Axe in his hand, and his entire aura underwent an earth-shaking transformation.
If the previous him had been a star on the verge of eruption, then the current him was a war god who had walked out of ancient myth.
That enormous battle axe, matching his physique, was as light as nothing in his hand, but each time he made even the slightest movement, it left behind fine cracks throughout the void.
It was as if even this reinforced space could hardly withstand the sharp intent transmitted from that axe blade.
Zhan Wuji's figure abruptly disappeared from where he stood.
In the next instant, he had already appeared not far in front of