Rather than the Underworld, the old Pangu Sacred Hall would have been a more accurate destination.
After all, the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe dated back to an age far too distant.
In the present age, only beings like Hongjun and the Elder of Chaos had ever witnessed that Chaos Supreme Treasure with their own eyes.
As for its deeper mysteries, only Great God Pangu himself had understood them.
That was precisely why a thought suddenly struck Gu Changqing.
Back then, it had been inside the Pangu Sacred Hall that the Twelve Ancestral Witches had encountered a wisp of Pangu's remnant soul.
Thus, only by visiting the Pangu Sacred Hall now would he have even a sliver of a chance to speak with that remnant soul and learn how to reforge the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe.
At that thought, Gu Changqing acted with the swiftness of thunder and the force of the wind.
He immediately left the Interception Sect and headed toward the Underworld.
The Underworld of today could no longer be compared to what it had once been.
It had become a realm unto itself, standing apart from Heaven and Earth.
All living beings could see the divine resonance of the Earth Dao surging forth at every moment, vast as an abyss, awing the universe in all directions and shaking the myriad heavens and worlds.
Gu Changqing moved extremely fast, arriving in the Underworld before long.
Though the nether realm was protected by a supreme formation, it was naturally no more than an empty ornament to Gu Changqing.
After all, his prestige among the Witch Clan and the countless deities of the Underworld could be said to tower into the heavens.
"Haha... I ride my sword upon the wind, slaying demons throughout Heaven and Earth!"
"A thousand cups cannot get me drunk;