Old Ancestor Xuanquan strained for quite a while, yet he could never lift the Heaven-Severing Axe. He could only let go and step back, making everyone watching understand one thing.
Old Ancestor Xuanquan was far inferior to Sword Venerable Fudao!
Though they had long suspected as much, witnessing this scene still left them shaken by the enormous gulf between the two.
Just how high was Sword Venerable Fudao's cultivation realm?
Just then.
Strands of Sword Qi burst from the blade of the Heaven-Severing Axe and struck the ground. Shattered stones flew everywhere, frightening everyone into retreating.
Emperor Fiend had also regained consciousness, but his expression was complicated, and he looked utterly absent-minded. The others assumed he had simply been scared witless.
Everyone fixed their eyes on it and saw two lines of words appear on the platform before the Heaven-Severing Axe.
He who lifts the axe!
Shall receive the inheritance!
Those eight words quickened many people's breathing.
At once, an elder stepped forward to lift the Heaven-Severing Axe.
Elsewhere.
Gu An had already returned to the Outer Sect City. He walked to the edge of the Heaven-Mending Platform and watched cultivators repeatedly try to lift the Heaven-Severing Axe, a faint smile curling his lips.
The Heaven-Severing Axe had been forged from North Sea Nether Iron that was a million years old. Even Mahayana cultivators would find it heavy without using spiritual power, and Gu An had also infused the axe with mana and Sword Intent.
None but a Scattered Immortal could lift this axe!
No one in the Taixuan Sect could possibly lift it. Gu An was not deliberately making things difficult for them; over the years to come, he would assess them and find a suitable inheritor.
It just so happened that during this time, he could erase the