Chapter 228: Mountain-Trapping Axe

After Huo Qinghuang failed to defeat the Yin Soldier Puppet after a long attack, he turned his attention to the iron axe.

In her opinion, since these ghost soldiers are puppets guarding rare treasures, perhaps their weakness lies in the iron axe.

Thinking of this, she no longer entangled with those evil soldiers, and rushed directly towards the altar.

Seeing this, the ghost soldiers immediately increased the speed of their attack, trying to prevent her from approaching the altar.

However, Huo Qinghuang was extremely fast and rushed to the altar in a few flashes.

She reached out and grabbed the iron axe without hesitation.

Just as her fingers were about to touch the iron axe, the runes on the altar suddenly lit up, and a powerful force surged out from the altar, directly pushing it back several steps.

"It's a bit famous."

Huo Qinghuang steadied himself, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, the runes on this altar have such powerful defensive power.

However, the more this is the case, the more it shows that the iron axe is extremely important.

Therefore, she did not back down, but instead became more determined to seize the Iron Axe.

"call!"

Huo Qinghuang exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the spiritual power in his body burst out again, and the blood light on the Blood Evil Dagger almost condensed into substance.

She leaped up suddenly and rushed towards the altar again, stabbing the runes on the altar with the dagger in her hand.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the runes on the altar collapsed instantly under the attack of the bloody dagger, and the power contained in them also dissipated.

Huo Qinghuang seized the opportunity and grabbed the iron axe in his hand.

The moment she got the iron axe, the ghost soldiers in the stone chamber suddenly stopped moving, and then turned into black smoke and dissipated into the air.

Huo Qinghuang breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glad that he had made the right bet.

She looked down at the iron axe in her hand. The axe was covered in rust, as if it had been eroded by countless years, but the axe blade emitted a hint of cold light, as if it could cut through everything.

Gently stroking the axe, he could vaguely feel a bloodthirsty force coming from the axe, as if this iron axe had killed countless powerful enemies and was stained with countless blood.

"This axe is indeed not simple."

Huo Qinghuang was secretly amazed.

She could feel that the power contained in this iron axe might be far beyond her imagination, and it might even resonate with her phoenix bloodline.

"Is there such an axe among the Phoenix Clan or the Demon Clan?"

She frowned slightly, thinking about all the possible similar axe-type magic weapons in the universe.

But no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't figure out the origin of the axe.

Just as she was thinking, Shi Ling's voice suddenly sounded: "Miss, now that you have the axe, is it time to take me away?"

Huo Qinghuang raised his eyes to look at the stone spirit, only to see it hiding far away at the door of the stone chamber, as if ready to escape at any time.

A strange look flashed in her eyes, and she deliberately waved the iron axe and said slowly: "You are hiding so far away, are you afraid of this axe?"

"No, no, I am a stone spirit, how can I be afraid of a mere axe? You, you should put it away quickly, or someone will snatch it away."

Shi Ling stammered as his body slowly rolled backwards.

"Really? Since you're not afraid, let's go."

Huo Qinghuang curled the corners of his mouth slightly, picked up the iron axe and walked towards Shi Ling.

"You, don't come over here! Put it away quickly!"

Shi Ling's voice was trembling, and his body had already rolled out of the stone chamber, and it seemed that he was about to escape.

At this moment, Huo Qinghuang suddenly pointed his toes, and his figure flew past like lightning, blocking the stone spirit.

Shi Ling was so frightened that she almost fainted, her body kept shaking, and she couldn't even speak.

"Aren't you going to leave? Why aren't you moving?"

Huo Qinghuang squatted down and slowly moved closer to the stone spirit with the hand holding the iron axe.

"No, no, no, don't come over here!"

The stone spirit jumped three feet high as if it had seen something extremely terrifying. Its body turned into a streak of light and it rushed into the stone chamber.

Huo Qinghuang did not chase after him, but held the iron axe, leaned against the stone door, and asked calmly: "Tell me, what is the origin of this axe? Do you have a grudge against the owner of this iron axe?"

Shi Ling landed beside the altar. Hearing this, he paused and said stubbornly, "I am just a gatekeeper. How can I know so much? Are you going to leave or not?"

"You don't want to say it?"

Huo Qinghuang shook her head and said quietly, "Then we'll just stay here today, and no one of us can leave."

"You! How can you go back on your words?!"

Shi Ling was extremely angry, but he was also afraid of the iron axe in Huo Qinghuang's hand, so he could only stand there and worry.

Huo Qinghuang sneered and swung the iron axe in his hand lightly. The axe blade flashed with cold light and carried a fierce murderous aura.

She said slowly: "Whether I keep my word depends on your attitude. If you tell me the origin of this axe honestly, I will take you away.

But if you keep hiding it, don't blame me for being rude."

Shi Ling trembled a few times in the air, and his voice was a little panicked: "You...you don't mess around! Isn't it enough for me to tell you?"

Huo Qinghuang put away the iron axe and smiled faintly: "That's right. Tell me, what is the origin of this axe? Or do you have a grudge against its owner?"

Shi Ling was silent for a moment, as if he was weighing the pros and cons, and finally he sighed and said slowly: "This axe is called the 'Mountain Trapping Axe', and it was the weapon of a great demon in ancient times.

That great demon once used this axe to kill countless gods and demons, and even shook the foundation of the Zhou Dynasty at one point.

Later, the monster was captured and no one knows whether he is dead or alive. The axe also disappeared with him. It was not until more than two thousand years ago that it was obtained by a mortal.

That mortal also used this axe to kill hundreds of thousands of soldiers, but was later killed by the axe.

The power contained in this axe is too strong. It can split the sky and split the earth, shake the mountains and rivers, and even kill living beings on its own. If you cannot control it, you may be backfired by it and eventually become a puppet of the axe.

This stone chamber was built by the mortal when he realized that there was something wrong with the axe. Its purpose was to suppress the Mountain-Trapping Axe.

As for what you said about whether I have a grudge against the owner of this axe..."

At this point, Shi Ling sighed, with a hint of bitterness in his voice: “I was once one of the magic weapons in the hands of that great demon, and I was ranked last, so I was not noticed by others and survived.

It was because I didn’t know how to speak at that time, otherwise I would have persuaded him to turn from evil to good, which was better than being captured by others.”

Huo Qinghuang was shocked when he heard this.

Although she guessed that the axe had an extraordinary origin, she did not expect it to be so astonishing.

Killing gods and demons and shaking the foundation of the Zhou Dynasty, such strength was extremely extraordinary even in the ancient times when there were countless Qigong practitioners.

However, she had heard of the Mountain-Trapping Axe before. It was said to be a magical weapon that existed at the beginning of Chaos. The axe body was pitch black and did not look like this at all.

Could it be that even such a magical weapon cannot withstand the impact of the lack of spiritual energy?

"Who is that big monster?" Huo Qinghuang asked.

"Kong Xuan."

Shi Ling slowly uttered two words.

"What did you say?!"

Huo Qinghuang's expression suddenly changed, and his aura instantly rose.