Lin Changqing immediately furrowed his brow.
Hou Yi—and this divine bow. If he remembered correctly, Hou Yi would later use this bow to shoot down nine suns. Those suns were the children of Di Jun, the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan.
That was the very incident that completely ignited the war between the Witch and Demon Clans, ultimately bringing about a calamity that engulfed heaven and earth.
Hou Yi climbed the mountain, and the bow's frame appeared.
When Lin Changqing had arrived, the mountaintop had held nothing but the Five-Needle Pine and some rocks. Yet now, a vine that was a Mid-grade Innate Spiritual Root had suddenly grown there.
This wasn't normal! Heaven's Dao was scheming!
Lin Changqing was almost certain that this had to be Heaven's Dao's arrangement, laying the groundwork for the next calamity.
By then, Hou Yi had already tied on the bowstring. The instant he finished, every leaf on the blue-green vine withered. Its growing roots bound themselves directly to either side of the divine bow, and an icy chill emerged from the bowstring.
Meanwhile, the dark-gold staff beside Hou Yi developed cracks. It split beneath the pressure atop Buzhou Mountain, breaking into ten slender rods of roughly equal thickness.
What the hell!
This was way too obvious!
Watching the scene before him, Lin Changqing's mouth twitched. Did they really have to make it so obvious? They might as well have told Hou Yi outright, "Take this bow and shoot down the Golden Crows someday."
"Hahaha! I never thought you'd be unable to withstand the pressure of Buzhou Mountain, old friend."
"Perfect. Now that I have a new divine weapon, I'll use you as my arrows!"
"This divine bow is powerful. With it, I, Hou Yi, swear to exterminate the Demon Clan!"
"The Demon Emperor