"Help!"
The burly man dodged another attack from the Giant Axe, fleeing desperately as he shouted for help.
Chen Lin, however, did not dare venture out.
He had encountered this Giant Axe before. It was a relatively intact True Treasure Fragment.
Although its handle was missing, more than half of the axe head remained. Every strike carried the aura of true origin and was terrifyingly powerful. Had the Innate Thunderbolt not protected him back then, he would have been cleaved in two long ago.
Pfft!
Just as that thought crossed his mind, the axe blazed with light. An unfathomably profound aura enveloped the burly man, instantly immobilizing him. A single blow struck him, bursting him into a cloud of blood mist.
Chen Lin's eyelids twitched wildly, and he concealed his energy even more tightly.
Only after the Giant Axe absorbed the blood mist and departed did he let out a quiet breath of relief.
He waited a while longer. When the axe did not return, he slipped out, picked up the Storage Ring and ocher Flying Sword the burly man had left behind, and flew off in the opposite direction.
After finding another secluded spot, Chen Lin hid himself again.
He first examined the ocher Flying Sword and discovered that it was actually a Pseudo-True Treasure!
Since the man had used a Pseudo-True Treasure, he had undoubtedly been a Minor True Realm cultivator. Someone like that would have been an exceptional prodigy in any faction. To think he had died here in such a manner-it was truly lamentable.
Chen Lin shook his head, reflecting that danger lurked everywhere in the cultivation world, then examined the Flying Sword.
He could use a Pseudo-True Treasure, but doing so consumed a great deal of energy.
Still, things were much better here than in