The figure stood tall and powerfully built, a man whose imposing stature was apparent at a glance.
The Blood-Colored Giant Axe strapped to his back, as long as he was tall, lent him an air of unrivaled dominance.
For even the old Hun Clan Saint Daughter, a peak four-star Dou Saint, to fail to detect his presence, this expert carrying the Blood-Colored Giant Axe had to possess even more terrifying strength.
"Back when we wiped out the Hun Clan, my cousin Xiao Xuan deliberately left them a spark to keep their lineage burning. That's why the Hall of Souls still exists today. And now, that little fellow Xiao Yan has come to the Southwest Continent because my cousin deliberately guided him here."
A trace of curiosity flickered in the axe-bearing man's eyes.
"I really wonder what sort of game my cousin is playing behind all this. Could the Hun Clan still be hiding some unknown secret?"
After pondering for a moment, he stopped thinking about it.
"Forget it, forget it. Who cares about schemes and grand designs? All I need to do is listen to my cousin. Whoever he tells me to chop down, I'll chop down."
With that thought, the axe-bearing man smiled faintly and flew off in the direction the Hun Clan Saint Daughter had taken.
To him, this Hun Clan Saint Daughter, despite having reached peak four-star Dou Saint, was still nothing more than a little girl.
"Senior, where are you taking me?"
Dangling from the Hun Clan Saint Daughter's grip, Xiao Yan glanced at her apprehensively. Her skin was like jade, and not even a thousand years of wind and frost had left the marks of age on her beautiful face. Instead, they had given her a deep, seasoned allure.
Judging by looks alone, even