On the distant snow peak, there lay a giant war axe, embedded in the vast white snow.

It was no longer an illusion but wholly pitch black.

The handle was probably a hundred meters long, and the axe head was exceedingly broad.

The length of the axe blade alone exceeded 60 meters, longer than half the handle.

Majestic and fierce!

However, its current state did not match its arrogant appearance.

The pitch black war axe appeared old and worn, with no trace of sharp cold gleam at the blade edge, lacking any grace that a divine artifact should possess.

"Nai~" Bai Yujing darted gracefully through strands of gray mist, away from the Twin Trees, nearing the snow peak.

His lively deer-like eyes meticulously examined the black war axe, only to spot a man clad in a black robe at the axe blade.

His face was blank, staring dazedly at the distant Twin Trees.

"Burning Sun." Bai Yujing called softly, instinctively picking up speed.

The ethereal voice imprinted in Du Yu’s mind, as he squinted, observing carefully.

As he got closer to the pitch black war axe, Du Yu also saw the black-robed man in a state of despair, and beside him, the anxious Little Fen Yang.

"Du Yu! Du Yu Du Yu!" Little Fen Yang, upon seeing Du Yu arrive, had tears welling up in her large orange eyes, quietly calling out.

"Don’t cry, I’m here, don’t cry." Du Yu stretched out his hands, speaking comforting words.

Little Fen Yang’s petite figure flew straight into Du Yu’s embrace like a homing swallow.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t be held by Du Yu but could only merge into his body.

And accompanying the Burning Sun Demon Soul were her mixed emotions of anxiety, worry, and despair.

Her voice was soft, almost choked: "I don’t want to, don’t leave you again, never again..."

Du Yu gently reassured her: "Alright, alright, Little Fen Yang, we won’t be separated."

Amidst the gentle sobbing, Du Yu’s vision gradually returned to normal.

The Ashen World around him became clearer.

Then, Du Yu’s expression turned somewhat unpleasant: "Burning Sun, did you see Master Qing?"

"No, didn’t see Little Aunt Qingqing."

Du Yu strained his sight, using the Eye of Burning Sun to search everywhere.

Towering snow mountains surrounded him, with only gray mist slowly descending, silent all around, with no trace of a person.

Master Qing didn’t come to this world?

Du Yu desperately recalled the scene when he was teleported; at that time, Master Qing was standing nearby, seemingly enveloped by another spatial rift...

This means she was also teleported here!

Where is she?

"Master Qing." Du Yu murmured, looking toward the far-off Youhan Tree.

Could she be in the Bottomless Abyss?

This was very likely since during the Void Axe’s rampage, he and Master Qing were relatively close.

However, they were swallowed by different rifts.

Come to think of it, when everyone traveled through the spatial rift, from the Great Xia World to the Ashen World, the place where they appeared didn’t seem fixed.

After all, at the time of teleportation, Du Yu was only dozens of meters away from the axe.

But upon arriving in the Ashen World, Du Yu found himself at the bottom of the abyss, while the axe fell on the snow peak.

This was far beyond the scope of "dozens of meters."

Du Yu squeezed the deer’s abdomen with his legs and charged toward the pitch black war axe.

Until Snow Hoof stepped on the blade edge, Du Yu swung down, grabbing at the black-robed man: "You, wake up!"

Alas, the black-robed man was just an ethereal Artifact Spirit and couldn’t be grasped by Du Yu.

Faced with the aggressive Du Yu, the black-robed man remained motionless, as though he’d lost his soul.

"Speak!" Du Yu slapped the man’s cheek hard, "Where did you send the woman who was traveling with me?"

Du Yu indeed was a bit anxious.

He couldn’t even care about how dangerous this axe was.

"Calm down, Du Yu." A cold voice, the same as Master Qing’s, awakened Du Yu’s impatient heart.

"Qingci, use the Cloud Water Song!" Du Yu immediately ordered.

The Celestial Cyan Porcelain decisively activated the demon skill, casting Cloud Water Song through Du Yu’s body.

Du Yu: "Qingci, come out to unleash the demon skill, maximum extent."

The Celestial Cyan Porcelain replied: "The rain range is sufficient."

Her thinking was simple; although the Youhan Tree wasn’t attacking, this wasn’t a reason for everyone to act recklessly.

No matter how the Youhan Tree thought, whether it was to see Du Yu fail or to let him struggle, the current Cold Tree could still accommodate this weak human race.

But if the Supreme Celestial Cyan Porcelain appeared, the consequences would be unpredictable!

And Master Qing must be found,

Cloud Water Song had to be cast.

Therefore, the Celestial Cyan Porcelain could only use Du Yu’s body to cast this demon skill.

"Du Yu Du Yu." Little Fen Yang weakly called out.

Du Yu: "What?"

Little Fen Yang: "You should hate the Void Axe, it should be beaten, it should be scolded, but without it, we can’t go back."

Du Yu’s expression was gloomy, looking at the man kneeling on the axe blade, lost in despair.

Little Fen Yang’s voice was somewhat panicked: "Look at him, he doesn’t want to live!

The axe handle already has fracture lines!"

"What?"

Little Fen Yang: "The Void Axe lives only by a single thought, wanting to rescue its master, is why it has survived until now.

Now that it has returned to this world, it has recognized reality.

This world has completely collapsed, its master doesn’t exist, it has no reason to continue living..."

Du Yu’s breath slightly paused.

The man kneeling on the axe blade continued to stare blankly toward the Twin Trees, with a heart utterly devastated.

Those scattered eyes had already lost vitality.

Dao Heart shattered?

A soft cracking sound.

Du Yu turned to see fracture lines indeed emerging from the middle of the axe handle.

Little Fen Yang: "Wake him up, Du Yu, quickly wake the Void Axe!

You can’t let this spiritual artifact fall, otherwise, both we and Little Aunt Qingqing will be forever trapped in this world!"

"Damn it." Du Yu’s face was grim, muttering a rare curse.

As a member of the Twenty-Ninth Bureau, Du Yu had dealt with many issues involving ancient spiritual artifacts.

And every spiritual artifact, having endured the long dark years, comes to light again precisely because of its strong obsession.

The Void Axe before him, though it didn’t undergo a process of shattering and recasting, its deep obsession was clearly visible!

Unconsciously, Du Yu thought of his Ancient Spiritual Artifact·Shadow Gu Tower.

The tower’s existence was solely for Du Yu.

Once Du Yu dies, everything in this world becomes unimportant to the Shadow Gu Tower.

If the Void Axe is the same, then...

Du Yu restrained his inner anger, stepping over to stand in front of the black-robed man.

Finally, the black-robed man made a slight move.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Du Yu.

Du Yu shouted in a deep voice: "The master is dead, then go avenge him!"

The black-robed man showed no expression and remained unmoved.

"Huh~"

Du Yu directly slapped him!

His palm swept past the head of the black-robed man, pulling out strands of pure energy: "You’re just mourning like this, wanting to fall and be buried with the master?

Do you have the face to meet your master in the afterlife?"

The black-robed man’s eyes slightly focused, finally not empty anymore.

Du Yu’s expression was stern: "Your world has collapsed, hasn’t everyone’s? Is it something Burning Sun hasn’t gone through?

She is still thinking about how to give an account to the master, how to avenge the former master!

This battle is not over yet!"

Another slap came, not hitting the black-robed man’s face but shattering his already broken heart...

Even Little Fen Yang was scared and shrunk her head.

She had never seen Du Yu so angry before.

The key is all this happened because of her.

This inevitably made Little Fen Yang a bit scared, worried that Du Yu didn’t like her anymore, or even... didn’t want her anymore.

Actually, Little Fen Yang overthought.

Du Yu never blamed Little Fen Yang. The bond between master and crow led him to take risks willingly, ready to do anything.

What Du Yu was truly angry about was this axe!

Master Qing didn’t know where he had wandered off to, all because of this Mad Axe...

Going mad brought us here, and now it wants to shatter itself?

Celestial Cyan Porcelain spoke softly: "Little Fen Yang said everyone is dead, only she and Void Axe are left.

This could be a breakthrough."

Du Yu didn’t know why Little Fen Yang needed Celestial Cyan Porcelain’s help to convey this, but he couldn’t care less about that now.

He slapped again, shouting solemnly: "This unfinished battle, I will accompany Little Fen Yang to complete for her former master!

And you? Have you given up?

Do you deserve your master?

Anyone can seek death!

Coward, are you worthy to be your master’s weapon?"

Slowly, the black-robed man lowered his head.

Little Fen Yang hurriedly floated out, extending a small hand to press on the black-robed man’s head: "Du Yu is right, our mission is not over yet!

The battle the master couldn’t complete, we’ll complete it for them.

Void, come with me, come with me..."

As she spoke, Little Fen Yang raised a hand, a faint thread extending from her fingertip.

She swiftly turned, her little hand tugging the thread, pointing it toward Du Yu’s Shenfeng Acupoint.

Yet, when her finger was an inch from Du Yu’s acupoint, she suddenly stopped.

Little Fen Yang tilted her small face, with big orange-red eyes carefully watching Du Yu: "May I?"

Du Yu nodded.

This axe must form a contract, there’s no room for negotiation because this is the key to his way home!

Its hundred-meter size can’t be contained within the Mountain and Sea Bell.

Du Yu couldn’t just leave the axe here, only through forming a contract could he take the Mad Axe away.

He was just a bit puzzled, not knowing why Little Fen Yang was so cautious and tense.

Had his anger frightened the little one?

The Supreme Golden Crow, how could it ever be frightened by a small Great Demon Tamer?

Such nonsense.

Du Yu spoke softly: "What’s wrong?"

Little Fen Yang’s small hand pointed at Du Yu’s acupoint, pouting and gently shaking her head.

"Huh~"

The majestic and domineering Pitch-Black War Axe transformed into waves of energy, pouring into Du Yu’s chest.

Little Fen Yang said: "I’ll go ask about the Void Axe, Little Aunt Qingqing... hmm? Be careful!"

In the rain curtain, Du Yu quickly turned, flying backward.

He lifted his gaze, only to see high in the sky amidst thick cold fog, a tree branch reaching down.

The thick branch bore tender green leaves.

Among them, pure white flowers bloomed, like a cascading flower waterfall.

A single trunk forming a forest, a solitary branch creating a waterfall!

Days ago, Du Yu had seen the Flower of the Clouds blooming amidst the fog on Great Xia Kunlun Peak.

Now in this Ashen World, seeing this pristine and beautiful Twin Flower Waterfall again...

A surge of indescribable sorrow rose to Du Yu’s heart.

Celestial Cyan Porcelain: "Only Demon Breath Branches, no Youhan Tree branches."

"Hmm." Du Yu halted.

Bai Yujing nervously hung onto Du Yu’s body, guiding the master onto her back.

"Clatter~"

The fine rain accompanied by the flower waterfall poured down, flowing into Du Yu’s palm.

In his mind, an ancient voice emerged: "Human race, leave here, never return."

Du Yu clenched the edge of a leaf: "I have a female companion, who was also brought near here.

She is likely in the Bottomless Abyss, can you help me find her?"

Demon Breath Tree: "No."

Du Yu: "I’m not leaving, I must find her."

Demon Breath Tree: "Human race, use the Demon Soul to carefully sense my thoughts, I am not lying.

Besides you, there is no other human race here."

For a moment, Du Yu did not know whether to feel happy or sad.

A blessing in disguise?

After all, in this world, there is no area more perilous than this Bottomless.

Demon Breath Tree: "It is enjoying."

"Who?"

"Youhan Tree, it is savoring my pain, allowing me to negotiate with you, delivering despair, it..."

"Huff!" A moment later, the flower waterfall swept fiercely, flinging Du Yu far away.

In his backward flight, Du Yu’s pupils slightly contracted.

He saw several cold branches rapidly darting down, tightly wrapping around the Demon Breath Branch, and slowly pulling it back into the high cold fog.

That slow movement,

almost as if intentionally showing Du Yu!

Du Yu clenched his fists, due to excessive force, the battle robe in his palm creaked.

Damn it!