Huang walked to the corpse of the desolate beast, pulled the giant axe embedded in its body with one hand, wiped it off, and then hung the axe at his waist.
At that moment, he noticed someone watching him.
And it was a powerful stranger he didn't recognize, like a black hole!
"Who is it!"
Huang turned to Jian Wushuang, his eyes moving. The person in front of him concealed his aura very cleverly. It wasn't until he was in front of him that Huang noticed.
Upon closer inspection, he found that the restrained aura was like a black hole, swallowing all the power within.
"Huang!"
Jian Wushuang saw the other person very surprised. The appearance and the axe in his hand were unexpectedly familiar.
That axe, he knew it too well.
Scenes from the Starry Sky emerged in his mind, thinking of the wild giant man born on the barbaric planet.
He also thought of the owner of the stone axe when they parted.
