The bow's back resembled the spine of a gray wolf, wrapped in Thunder-Marked Wolf Mane and displaying the distinctive traits of the prairie wolf clan. When its string was plucked, it gave off the low bellow of a yak, like the beat of muffled drums.
As the bow was drawn to full tension, cracks resembling a star map emerged. Beneath Temujin's feet, the Guixu Divine Furnace was projected forth, and the Wuzhong Heart Flame boiled, helping him complete the final tempering step!
A national artifact was never forged through human effort alone, yet it gathered because of the hearts of the people!
At this moment, treasures condensed from the history and civilization of Huaxia, from the Xia Dynasty to the end of the Yuan Dynasty, shone with the light of their respective national artifacts. Nine beams of light flowed into Temujin's newly forged Great Yuan Celestial Hunt.
A peerless genius, Genghis Khan, knew only how to bend his bow and shoot eagles.
Yet today, the genius drew his bow for only one purpose: to shoot down Chang Sheng Tian, the god of fortune worshipped by the wolf clan!
An arrow condensed upon the fully drawn Celestial Hunt. Once released, mountains and rivers shook. It transformed into a golden eagle, then ignited into a crimson meteor. Wherever it passed, clouds shattered as though the heavens were weeping!
No!
Chang Sheng Tian, which had nurtured prairie civilization, never could have imagined that one day, someone would draw a bow to slay heaven!
After loosing that arrow, Temujin lowered his hand and closed his eyes. In a deep voice, he said, "Even if the wolf of the firmament rusts away, I will still hear the wind beyond the frontier howl through the bowstring!"
"From this day forward... I believe not in Chang Sheng