Before long, Chen Shouyi arrived at the place where the battle had taken place not long ago.
His bow was still lying here.
The moment he sensed that something was wrong, he had fled at once, with no time to pick up the War Bow.
Now, everywhere he looked, the entire neighborhood had been reduced to ruins, a scene of utter devastation.
The road was uneven, and some sections had even broken apart. Every so often, he could see a huge hole gouged out by the God of Hunting's hand, some of them large enough to swallow a bus.
The buildings on both sides were also in ruins, their walls riddled with cracks and swaying precariously.
The terrifying might of the God of Hunting made Chen Shouyi's scalp prickle.
He found the place where he had fought that demigod-level vicious bird.
The original office building, more than twenty stories tall, had vanished completely. In its place was a mound of fine sand like a small hill. The demigod's corpse and the War Bow had both been buried beneath it.
He bent down and grabbed a handful.
Fine sand trickled through his fingers, drifting down like dust.
Judging roughly where the God Corpse was, he walked forward step by step. Driven by the power of his will, countless tiny grains of dust rapidly parted to both sides, opening a path.
The distance was only a dozen or so meters, yet it took him nearly a minute to cross.
Soon, he saw the demigod's corpse.
He bent down and reached out to grab it, but found that he could not drag it. He immediately used both hands and finally pulled it free.
The entire vicious bird lay sprawled on the ground, nearly three meters tall.
Excluding its head, its body was a