Killing

Spring goes and winter comes, and more than two years have passed in a flash.
Outside the city of Dongmingfu, above the endless wasteland.
"I've heard of the great name of Saint Lord Hiram for a long time. With his Saint Lord cultivation, he can fight head-on and even kill the Saint Lord. Today, I'd like to see what he can do for me." A brown-haired burly man, wearing armor and carrying a huge single-edged axe on his shoulder, stared at Owen Su in front of him with a fierce look on his face.
"Saint...