Man Niu stared at the burly man with shining eyes, saying: "Ancestor, is this really your Supreme Treasure from back then?"
"Damn it, are you questioning me? How could I, your grandfather, be mistaken? Even the Primordial Spirit Seal on it is still there, how could it be wrong!" The burly man no longer paid attention to Man Niu, instead, he floated up from Man Niu's body, drifting leisurely towards the Wilderness Divine Axe.
"Clang!"
As the burly man drew closer, the short axe that was previously stuck in mid-air began to struggle violently, its movements growing increasingly intense.
From a distance, Zhen Jia Taoist, who was exhausting his Heart Power to control the short axe, had a pale face and was sweating profusely. He was cursing in his heart: "Damn it, garbage Innate Supreme Treasure! Damn Huntian, I'm still your lifesaver, and you give me such a crappy thing, are you trying to kill me?"
