"Thank you." Xu Taiping took the bow and arrows and thanked him.
He immediately nocked an arrow and drew the bow, wanting to test its power.
He discovered that, just as Zhou Ao had said, although the bow gave off no fluctuations of spiritual power, the materials of the bow and arrows were so unusual that he could hardly draw it fully without using all his strength.
Xu Taiping took a deep breath, stopped restraining the strength in his arms, and abruptly exerted more than ten thousand jin of force. This time, with a twang, he drew the bow.
"Taiping, you really can draw this bow."
At the sight, Zhou Ao's face filled with delighted surprise and envy.
"I can only just manage it. I'll probably have to take a Power-Restoring Pill every time I draw it."
Xu Taiping shook his head.
Although he could draw the bow, he had to release his divine soul's restraint on his physical strength, and doing so would inevitably overtax his body again.
"I think this bow can hurt those Demon Flood Dragons. You can give it a try in a moment, Taiping."
Zhou Ao offered Xu Taiping the suggestion.
"All right..."
Rumble!
Xu Taiping had barely spoken when a rumble of thunder overhead interrupted him.
Looking up, he saw that three Demon Flood Dragons and four demon cultivators had actually come at once this time. The white-haired man who called himself a Demon Venerable was among them.
Xu Taiping immediately aimed his drawn bow at the foremost Demon Flood Dragon and used Danxia True Qi to coat the arrow in his hand with a layer of ice.
With a whoosh, the arrow on his bowstring tore through the air and struck the foremost Demon Flood Dragon squarely in the head.
After a tremendous