At that critical moment...
The Pangu Axe suddenly shot out.
It radiated an aura of supreme yang and righteousness, scattering the Dark Power in an instant.
Wang Shi abruptly regained his senses.
He stared at the Chaos Bead in his hand, his heart still pounding with fear. He had nearly fallen into its trap.
But now he was even more curious about the Pangu Axe.
According to what he knew of the Primordial World...
The true Pangu Axe should have shattered completely after splitting heaven and earth.
Yet this Pangu Axe had appeared before him perfectly intact. Where had it come from?
There was nothing special about it when he used it normally. It seemed no different from an ordinary spirit treasure.
But it had just protected its master of its own accord. Clearly, it possessed its own consciousness and soul—what people commonly called a spirit.
If the treasure had a spirit, why had it never communicated with him, yet still allowed him to use it freely?
He suddenly realized that his transmigration might not be so simple after all. Thinking of Great Immortal Yang Mei's power and this world's peculiarities, perhaps this world was far from simple, too.
Holding the Chaos Bead, he sent his consciousness into it once more.
This time, nothing obstructed him.
The Dark Power within had been scattered in an instant by the Pangu Axe's righteous aura and could no longer threaten Wang Shi.
Once inside, he saw one point of light after another.
The small world he had imagined was nowhere to be found.
Instead, a strange space resembling a starry sky appeared before him.
His heart sank. Could his plan to use the Chaos Bead to establish reincarnation be doomed to fail after all?
His consciousness wandered through the Chaos Bead.
Suddenly, a