Wang Mu pondered for a few seconds, concentrated a drop of fresh blood on the tip of his axe, and continued chopping.
This time, the effect was more apparent, leaving a slight trace.
Although he hadn't chopped for a long time, that memory still lingered in his bones.
In this place, it was very difficult to cast Spells.
If not for the Primordial Mystic Sea Control Technique, it would have been difficult to even find a tool for chopping, let alone chop.
Wang Mu did have a special axe, but at this moment, it was not as useful as the one condensed from droplets of water.
After all, it was Primordial Mystic Heavy Water. Each strike of the axe carried the weight of the sea, enough to shake this Divine Tree. Moreover, with the addition of his own Essence Blood, each strike barely had an effect.
Unfortunately, this thing was too hard.
Plus, he had just reached the Golden Core Realm.
