Mo Ling carefully checked the surroundings, but there was no movement.
He frowned slightly. The voice just now was definitely not an illusion.
"I'm in your hands!"
The voice rang out once again, directly resounding in Mo Ling's mind, causing Mo Ling to turn pale with fright.
"Who ... Who are you?" Mo lang was on high alert as he stared at the giant axe in his hand. He carefully examined the giant axe, but apart from the primal Chaos energy that it was emitting, there was nothing unusual about it.
"I'm someone who can help you. I can help you rise again, help you control the heavenly fate sect, and help you dominate the martial arts world!"
The voice rang out again and exploded in Mo Ling's mind like thunder.
"Who are you? What are you up to, sneaking around?"
Mo Ling directly threw the huge axe away. He stared coldly at the huge axe on the ground and asked loudly.