Big Shot's Sweetheart Shocked the World Again!-Chapter 986: Nangong Mo’s Deep Gaze: How Do You Know This Is the Pangu Axe?

Axe, an axe?

Everyone’s expression changed upon hearing this, and they looked more closely into the smoke-filled Jade Coffin. Indeed, that piece of "iron" had one end that was thick and straight, and the other end heavy, resembling the shape of a sharp axe.

The more they looked, the more it seemed like one!

The mysterious craftsmanship of nature is truly "axe" craftsmanship.

For a moment, all the people of the Empire present were filled with wonder and admiration, speechless.

However, Davis’ eyes were full of sarcasm: "It’s just an axe, what’s so surprising about it? Since there are no bones in the coffin, you Eastern dwarfs should just admit that you are the descendants of us Westerners and properly worship at our Western ancestors’ tomb..."

The arrogant words stopped on his tongue.

It was as if half his tongue had been cut off, and he was unable to speak these wanton mocking words.

His eyes were almost popping out of their sockets as he instinctively stared at Zuzi: "Squeak... uh..." What witchcraft did you use, witch!

Zuzi raised her eyes calmly, her delicate hand swept over the smoke above the giant axe in the coffin, and she said leisurely: "The Pangu Axe that created heaven and earth, how can you, a rat, desecrate it?"

Davis’ pupils contracted.

Pangu Axe?

Even though he was not familiar with the ancient history of the Empire, names like the Fu Xiqin, Pangu Axe, and Nuwa Stone were vaguely familiar and instantly poured into his mind.

The Pangu Axe, that dates back at least tens of thousands of years.

It exists in myths and cannot be verified.

Could it be that an actual object has been unearthed?

Being a historian and religious person, he understood even more what kind of terrible mystery this implied.

If it could be proven that this was the Pangu Axe, then this tomb would almost certainly be the Pangu Tomb, and it would have nothing to do with Westerners anymore.

He was both shocked and astonished, yet his mouth still couldn’t make a sound, and his previously damaged face looked black and red, extremely ugly and embarrassed. He could only glare at Gu Shiyin, signaling for Gu Shiyin to speak on his behalf.

"My dear ancestor, is this really the Immortal Artifact of Emperor Pangu?" Bai Fei’s tongue was almost tied, but compared to the person beside him, Feng Tang, he was considered calm. Feng Tang was gasping for breath, his tongue tied, unable to express the astonishment in his heart.

Zuzi slowly nodded: "Yes."

With her affirmative response.

Nangong Mo, who had been silent, squinted his eyes and suddenly spoke: "Miss Zuzi, how do you know this is definitely the Pangu Axe, what did you use to judge? After all, no one in the world has seen the Pangu Axe, what does it actually look like?"

Zuzi lightly traced the dragon pattern on the axe handle from a distance and casually said: "No need to judge, just know it."

Nangong Mo’s eyes darkened, about to continue questioning, when Bai Fei blocked the space between him and Zuzi and began to chide him:

"Hey, Nangong Lao Si, others may fear you, but I, Bai Fei, do not. Stop pestering our dear ancestor with these meaningless questions. Didn’t you attend elementary school? Any person from the Empire should know by kindergarten that Pangu used an axe to create the heavens and earth, does our dear ancestor need any evidence? Why don’t you ask which emperors throughout history were buried with axes? Or ask which Western gods use an axe as a divine artifact? Only our Emperor Pangu!"

Bai Fei went on a rant.

A rant that had everyone nodding in agreement.

Indeed, there hasn’t been a single Western god using an axe as a divine artifact. My goodness, I didn’t expect such a simple piece of evidence would destroy Davis’ theory of civilization originating from the West.

The opening of the coffin was done splendidly!

Gu Shiyin, seeing the situation going south, met Davis’ eyes and quickly spoke for him: "Dean Davis’ throat isn’t well and can’t argue with you, but Mr. Bai, these are legends, how can they really be used to prove the tomb owner’s origin? What if... this axe was placed inside by later generations?"

Bai Fei: "..." Is this woman’s brain rusted, why is she always siding with outsiders?