Chapter 1921 The Black Axe



"don't want!"

Upon seeing this, Junran's tears welled up uncontrollably, and she roared out.

"boom…"

However, as soon as he moved his feet, he suddenly felt a sinking sensation and fell to the side.

"What am I doing..."

Her thoughts drifted again, and Junran suddenly awoke as if from a dream. She was still in the same cave.

However, the shock and hurt in his heart still could not be calmed.

That scene, that man's actions, were truly too tragic, too selfless.

"The Great Dao has three thousand paths, three thousand tribulations... and one tribulation was not completed..."

Recalling the words he had heard, Junran murmured to himself, "Just by looking at that back, you could feel the power of the person. What kind of terrifying existence must have been capable of causing such a calamity to defeat him?"

Junran felt that if that figure really appeared in front of him, a single glance would probably paralyze him, making him lose all courage to fight against it.

Even now, when he recalls that man's figure, that power still lingers deeply in his heart; he was a terrifying being so powerful that he was isolated from the world.

"Um?"

After Junran finally calmed down, he discovered that one of his legs was stuck in the soil.

Junran: "..."

The reason he was leaning to one side just now was because his leg had gotten stuck in the ground again.

"Bang..."

At this moment, the broken axe in his hand suddenly emitted a dark light, and the green patina on its surface began to peel off continuously.

"This is…"

When the light faded, what appeared before my eyes was a brand new... black axe?

Indeed, the weapon does resemble an axe, but its color is quite unique. Including the handle, it is entirely black, so black that it reflects light.

"Black? Why does this scene feel so familiar?"

Looking at the black axe in his hand, Junran frowned, then quickly realized, "That's right, it seems that all of my little sister's and her master's weapons are black. It appears they even have a Black Martial Arts Gang at the academy..."

Thinking of Jun Feijue, a smile involuntarily appeared on Jun Ran's face, but she didn't know how they were doing now after so many years.

"Little sister..."

But soon, he grasped the Soul-Nourishing Bottle in front of him, his face bitter. "I am not qualified to go back to see them yet. At the very least, I must revive my elder brother first."

After thinking it over, a resolute look immediately appeared in his clear eyes. He subconsciously wanted to put the Soul-Nourishing Bottle inside his clothes and keep it close to his body, only to realize...

Oh, he has no clothes to wear...

What should we do now?

Junran looked at the leg stuck in the ground with a complicated expression. How could he possibly resolve this strange situation?

Based on the fleeting mental image he had just witnessed, he basically understood that the changes in his body were definitely related to his heart, probably because the energy was too vast for him to control skillfully.

"call…"

Junran remained silent for a moment, then took a deep breath, put the axe in his mouth, and tried to move his body slowly.

In any case, he must adapt to this change as soon as possible, otherwise, he may never be able to get out of here.

"Bang..."

Unsurprisingly, when his hand touched the bare ground, it sank deep into it once again.

His face was buried in the soil, and he got a mouthful of mud.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey..."

Junran spat out several mouthfuls of sand, but he was not discouraged and tried to slowly pull his hand out.

He knew that this was because the energy in his body was out of control. If he couldn't control it, he might not be able to deal with the enemy, and he might even kill himself.

No matter how powerful you are, if you don't control it, you'll only suffer the consequences.

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