Before the words fell, the Mystic Yellow Giant Axe shot out like lightning, transforming into a light of the axe that covered the sky and sun, striking towards a place in the void.
At this moment, a hunched old man appeared out of thin air, and this person chuckled, suddenly manifesting a blood-red halo in front of him.
The blood-colored halo emitted brilliance, instantly giving rise to an infinite suction force, actually swallowing the ominous axe light.
Zhao Xuanjing frowned, just about to make another move, but was suddenly stopped by someone:
"Fellow Daoist, hold your hand! Tuo Immortal just wants to test your strength, actually without malice."
Zhao Xuanjing looked in the direction of the voice and happened to see an old Taoist with an immortal aura stepping out of the darkness.
His expression was stunned, and immediately cupped his hands in greeting: "Xiang Long pays respects to Senior Wu."
