\nThe red-faced cultivator was angered to death. This artifact was tied to his life. Now that it had been hacked away like this by someone else, even though it was his artifact that suffered physical harm, the damage done to his own strength was even greater.
Ning Shu lifted the axe up high. The sky splitting axe vibrated slightly, emitting a clear sound. Then the power of the coiling dragon along with the axe shadow chopped down towards him.