After nearly three months of refining, Old Man Ling had finally finished forging a bow and arrows. Carrying them, he emerged from seclusion alongside Poqiong and headed for the place where Ling Tian was cultivating. Seeing Poqiong, Ling Tian guessed that Old Man Ling had succeeded. As Old Man Ling flew over, Huzi excitedly fired several questions at Ling Tian, making it clear just how thrilled he was.
Old Man Ling moved quickly and reached them in moments. Seeing the eager looks on their faces, he smiled proudly, then tossed out a bow and nine arrows.
Ling Tian and Huzi looked closely. The bow was large, like Poqiong, and even its shape resembled Poqiong's. Its bow stave was golden all over, with a rich aura of Refined Gold Qi that carried a faint killing intent. The bowstring was the color of fresh blood, and a faint bloody aura seemed to emanate from it. It had likely been made from the tendon of some kind of animal. Paired with the Refined Gold Qi of the bow stave, it gave the whole bow a murderous air.
The nine arrows were longer than ordinary arrows from the mortal world. They were golden all over and looked rather like the Four Zhu Xian Arrows. They had likely been modeled after the arrows Zhu Xian and the others had forged.
"Tsk, tsk, this bow is high-grade. At the very least, it must be a Grade Eight Spirit Artifact." Ling Tian marveled, then glanced at Huzi and urged him, "Huzi, hurry up and test its power."
At that, Huzi hurriedly took the great bow. He bent his knees slightly and drew the string.
Under Ling Tian's astonished gaze, spiritual energy surged in from all directions, condensing into a Spiritual Energy Arrow nearly two meters long along