"It's starting to resemble a spiritual artifact..."
Jiang Yuechu murmured softly. She did not dwell on it, casually dismissing the crimson cloak.
Her gaze fell upon the final wooden box.
She began condensing her third Dao Chess piece.
Drawn by her aura, the Broken Bow slowly rose into the air.
The Storage Bag opened. The black bird demon's body, slain alongside the Skywater Qilin, was forcibly pulled out and slammed into the Broken Bow.
Purple-gold radiance erupted, immortal sounds swirling around it.
A few breaths later.
The radiance gradually receded, transforming into a phantom with a crow's head and a human body, holding a black bow.
Jiang Yuechu absorbed it into her body, and a weight settled into her palm.
A great black bow materialized out of thin air.
She gripped the bow's frame and slowly drew its string.
Without an arrow nocked, the wind-fire energies circulated on their own, condensing three crimson-and-azure arrows upon the string.
She released the string.
Twang-!
Three streaks of light tore across the sky, their piercing sonic booms resounding through the wilderness.
In an instant.
Boom!!!
Three towering peaks in the far distance collapsed the moment the streaks of light struck them.
Shattered rocks shot through the air, and dust blotted out the sky.
Jiang Yuechu slowly put away the longbow.
Condensing these three Dao Chess pieces had not merely given her a tremendous increase in combat options.
The nourishment fed back by the three Immortal-Grade Dao Chess pieces had also made her aura dense to an almost inconceivable degree.
Tenth Son cultivation.
Seven immortal-grade pieces.
Such foundations truly were enough to shock the world...
But an increase in cultivation alone was not enough to put her completely at ease.
Every faction would gather for the coming struggle over the Dao Painting.
Naturally, the