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His Destined Path Chapter 5449

“Brother Three Thousand, hurry up and feel the Pan Gu Axe.”

Hearing Xiaotao’s words, Han Qianqian hurriedly sensed it, and sure enough, this time Han Qianqian could clearly feel a very strange power swimming around.

This power, even though it was so weak as to be negligible, could not escape Han Qianqian’s divine sense, and most importantly, it could feel the unusual nature of this weak power.

It contained a very domineering and unresolved root.

Obviously, it was the absolute supreme power.

It is also clear that only among the ten thousand weapons like the Pan Gu Axe could also possess such a domineering power.

“You both have the same colour of light, which means that, Brother Three Thousand, you have sensed the presence of the Pan Gu Axe. Now, you will attempt to communicate with him.”

Communicate?

A big question mark appeared in Han Qianqian’s head

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Communicating with a force?

How does that work?

It’s not a living thing after all, nor is it some kind of spirit.

However, Little Peach had said it, and Han Qianqian trusted it completely, so there was only one choice for him, and that was to obediently do as he was told.

Han Qianqian stabilised his mind and then tried to establish a connection with this force.

Whew!

Almost immediately after Han Qianqian had despised all distracting thoughts, his eyes suddenly turned blank, and the next second he saw that he was suddenly standing in this pale white haze.

There was no one and nothing around him, and it was as if he was the only one in this world.

But almost at that moment, Han Qianqian suddenly heard a subtle sound.

The sound was extremely small, so small that it was almost inaudible to the naked ear.

Han Qianqian felt that he could hear it solely because his divine sense had been pushed to its maximum, and in

It was only under such circumstances that he could hear it.

Han Qianqian followed the sound, and only then was he shocked to discover that there was actually a tiny ant underneath his feet.

And the sound was made by it.

It was carrying a piece of rice, which was small, but to this tiny ant, it was almost twice the size of its body.

But there was white air all around it, even under its own feet, and there was no earth, no rocks, so where did the ant come from?

Thinking of this, Han Qianqian wondered, squatted down, picked up the ant gently and placed it in his palm.

The ant was so small that it was impossible to tell whether its facial expression was panic or calm.

Han Qianqian couldn’t help but smile: “I’m not going to hurt you, and

Why do you need to leave?”

“If you are afraid, I will let you go.”

With that, Han Qianqian placed his palm on the white air surface at his feet so that he could crawl down his palm and leave with that.

Soon, the ant carried the grain of rice and landed on the surface of the white qi, after which, it carried the grain of rice and disappeared into the blanket of white qi.

He got up and looked around, trying to find a direction or something.

He couldn’t stay in this place forever, could he?

But all around him was the same, and for a while Han Qianqian didn’t know where to go or where to go, so he could only walk around in a daze.

“What the hell is this place? Aren’t I communicating with the Pan Gu Axe? How …… did all of a sudden consciousness enter this kind of place again?” Han Qianqian was completely a bit baffled.

He couldn’t figure out exactly what was happening

What had happened, but after circling around and around, he found that this place didn’t seem to turn out either.

It was exactly the same all around, and there didn’t seem to be any sides to it.

If he walked hard, he would most likely walk himself to death, and he might not reach the end of it.

So, after going round and round, Han Qianqian still seemed to be spinning in place.

Han Qianqian was extremely depressed and was completely at a loss as to what to do all of a sudden.

But it was at that moment that suddenly, that very whispered but very familiar sound came into his ears again.

He looked down and saw that the original ant had reappeared at his feet.

Only, unlike the last time, this one was no longer carrying the piece of rice, but was instead dragging what appeared to be a larger piece of something in the form of flour.

Han Qianqian suddenly thought of something and hastily squatted down.