At the moment when Pangu swung his axe, the sky was shrouded with dense clouds, Heaven and Earth changed colors, as if the entire world was cleaved into two halves by this single axe strike. A sensation of sharpness, terrifying to the extreme, completely enveloped the Candle Dragon.
The Candle Dragon's eyes widened as he carefully observed the giant axe in Pangu's hands. The axe looked very ordinary, without a thousand zhang of radiant light, without immense mighty power, and without an exquisite appearance. All it had was a sense of simplicity and an incomparably profound aura.
Moreover, this axe hadn't even been consecrated. Both sides of it appeared to be cumbersome pieces of iron, likely to be somewhat blunt even for chopping wood.
"This, this is impossible..." Upon seeing the giant axe, the Candle Dragon froze on the spot, his eyes bulging, the redness in his eyes nearly bursting out. His eyes revealed shock and disbelief, as if he had seen something inconceivable.
