The giant axe materialized in an instant, and Su Changqing's aura surged explosively!
Holding the axe with one hand, his figure seemed to become immensely gigantic in a flash, as if he had trampled the heavens and the earth underfoot.
The overwhelming majesty that dominated all directions caused everyone present to change their expressions slightly, gazing at the suddenly manifested divine weapon.
The giant axe was rugged and ancient, its divine light flickering, with mysterious carvings on it resembling ancient divine symbols, unfathomable and mystic.
Its axe blade was complexly etched with divine patterns, seemingly harboring endless sharpness; the sturdy long handle held deeply engraved marks, as if it contained infinite power.
Such a grand and majestic giant axe, just one glance at it inevitably induced a sense of awe and insignificance.
It was the embodiment of the beauty of power, brought to its absolute pinnacle.
