At Lin Feng's bidding.
The liquid metal began to stretch and change shape.
A gigantic battle-axe gradually took form.
Its haft was two meters long, as thick as a child's arm, and covered in dark-gold dragon-scale patterns that provided a nonslip grip.
Its blade was extravagantly broad, shaped like a half-moon.
The edge was not smooth, but lined with extremely fine serrations. Every tooth shimmered with the Abyss's black, eerie light.
Red power of Pangu formed the axe's framework. Black power of the Abyss formed its armor-piercing edge.
"Sss-"
The instant the battle-axe fully took shape.
Its edge sliced a slender black fissure straight through the surrounding space.
It was too sharp. Even space could not withstand the sharpness it naturally radiated.
"What an axe!" Blood Axe stared, transfixed, and nearly drooled.
"Don't get impatient. It's not finished."
Lin Feng looked at the hovering battle-axe. "A divine weapon of this caliber needs to be nurtured with its master's blood essence. Without that, you won't even be able to lift it."
Lin Feng looked at Blood Axe. "Draw some blood."
Blood Axe did not say another word.
He raised his right hand and bit into the artery in his wrist.
He bit with tremendous force.
Blood spurted out like a fountain.
"Splash it on," Lin Feng instructed.
Blood Axe swung his arm, splashing his scalding heart's blood onto the battle-axe's blade.
The blood did not slide off. Instead, the battle-axe instantly absorbed it.
An eerie red gleam flashed across the formerly dark-red axe head.
The battle-axe let out a low growl like a wild beast.
"It's recognized its master. Take it." Lin Feng withdrew his control.
Without the force keeping it suspended, the battle-axe fell straight down.
"Clang!"
The battle-axe smashed into the crystalline ground.
It actually smashed a large pit