After a while, Yin Shiqi saw a light white stream of light shooting out from the depths of the canyon and landing outside the mouth of the canyon.

Emperor Wa's divine guard Chenyue has arrived.

"You're finally here!"

Chenyue looked at him, feeling quite excited.

Yin Shiqi was not polite and said straight to the point: "Time is pressing, so I won't be verbose with you!"

"Where are the things that Emperor Wa prepared for me?"

As he spoke, he spread his right hand and stretched it out.

"Here!"

After the screen retreated, Chenyue spread his left hand. As the power of the small universe gathered in the palm of his hand, a huge bow with a length of two meters appeared.

The giant bow is quite simple, and can even be said to be very crude. It is a crude creation made of a tree vine bent and tied with straw ropes at both ends.

"Are you trying to find happiness in me?" Yin Shiqi asked, squinting his eyes.

It was hard for him to imagine that such a crude giant bow was given to him by Emperor Wa and could be a replica of the divine bow.

"Do you think I will be so boring?" Chen Yue retorted and handed over the giant bow.

With a skeptical attitude, Yin Shiqi took the giant bow and released his senses to carefully examine the crude giant bow in his hand.

As his perception deepened into the inside of the giant bow, Yin Shiqi discovered that there was an extremely powerful and fiery power hidden inside the bow, which fully demonstrated the extraordinary nature of this giant bow.

Not only that, even the bow string that looks like a straw rope is not as simple as it seems.

It was not a straw rope at all, but a dry tendon.

No, it is not so much a single tendon as it is a weaving of several dry tendons that make up this straw rope-like bowstring.

After focusing his perception on that bow string, a frightening sound of dragon roar was transmitted into Yin Shiqi's heart.

"Ho-ho-"

In just an instant, Yin Shiqi's perception was shaken by the waves of dragon roars.

"This is...Dragon tendon?"

After coming back to his senses, Yin Shiqi looked at the bowstring, his eyes full of horror.

Those bursts of dragon roar were different from the giant dragon Ladon he had seen, and more like they came from the Eastern Dragon.

"You guessed it right!"

Chenyue glanced at him and said: "When Lord Wa gave this bow to me, he said that the strings of this bow were woven from the dragon tendons of four dragon kings."

"Even the vine-like bow body is taken from the sacred hibiscus tree, which is very extraordinary."

"Although it is not as good as the original divine bow, it is still an extremely powerful artifact!"

Hearing this, Yin Shiqi couldn't help but secretly sighed.

This bow was made temporarily, and even the materials used to make the bow were improvised.

I don’t know which of the four dragon kings were so unlucky that Emperor Wa had their dragon tendons pulled out to make this bowstring.

As for the fiery and powerful power he just sensed in the bow, he finally had an explanation. It turned out to be from the Fuso tree.

Legend has it that the Fusang sacred tree grows in Tanggu and is also the habitat of the Golden Crow.

The Golden Crow comes in and out of the sacred tree every day, controlling the alternation of day and night in the human world.

Using such a sacred tree as the material to make the bow body, he had no doubt about the power of this bow.

"Besides this, does Lord Wa have anything else to tell me?" Yin Shiqi asked again.

"have!"

Chenyue nodded and said seriously: "Lord Wahuang once left a message saying that although this bow is only an imitation, it is no less powerful than an ordinary artifact and has great power."

"If you want to draw the bowstring and use this bow freely, you must have considerable strength."

"What is the approximate level required?"

Yin Shiqi asked casually, stretched out his fingers, hooked the bowstring, and pulled it tentatively.

But the bowstring that looked like a straw rope was stretched extremely tight and didn't move at all.

You must know that his body has been bathed in dragon blood and has been shaped into a dragon body. Coupled with the state of understanding the eighth sense, even if he just pulls it casually, he still has unrivaled power.

But even this kind of power is still unable to shake the bowstring even one centimeter.

"The eighth sense when used at full strength is even stronger!" Chenyue said extremely seriously.

Having mastered the seventh sense, he clearly understands the power of the seventh sense.

However, to use such a bow, you still need to reach the level of the eighth sense.

Although he has now reached the seventh sense, he knows that he will never be able to understand the eighth sense in this life.

He couldn't imagine how terrifying the eighth feeling was.

"The eighth sense that you can use your full strength? Let me try!"

Yin Shiqi nodded, then took a long breath, then opened his lunge, preparing to try to draw the bow again.

And as his small universe burned, the powerful aura far beyond the seventh sense was released, covering hundreds of meters in his aura.

Really unable to bear the oppressive feeling, Chenyue couldn't help but retreat hurriedly.

"drink--"

When his strength reached its peak, Yin Shiqi gave a loud shout, tightened the bowstring and began to pull back.

Zheng——Zheng——Zheng——

However, even though he gritted his teeth and turned his face red, he could only barely pull the bow string, making a sound like the clash of gold and stone.

Seeing Yin Shiqi's struggle, Chen Yue, who was forced to withdraw, immediately waved her hands and said: "No, no, if you are only at this level, you will not be able to use this giant bow at all."

He could see that just by pulling the bow string, the giant prince had already used all his strength, and there was still a long way to go before he could fully draw the bow.

Despite this, he was still very shocked by the strength displayed by Yin Shiqi.

He also tried to draw the bow in private, but the results were very frustrating.

With his strength, even the bowstring cannot be shaken.

After hearing Chen Yue's words and seeing his current 'results', Yin Shiqi did not force himself anymore and slowly loosened the bowstring, restoring it to its original state.

Although he possesses the powerful physical strength brought by the dragon body, and has even understood the eighth sense, the trauma in his soul has not been healed, and he is unable to exert his full strength and cannot use this bow freely.

"It seems that if I want to use this bow, I have to completely heal my soul trauma first!" Looking at the giant bow in his hand, Yin Shiqi sighed secretly.

Sensing his restrained aura, Chenyue walked up with a solemn expression, and couldn't help but worry: "You can't use the divine bow freely, so what should we do next?"

Emperor Wa had already told him the plan to resurrect Jianmu, so he knew what role this bow had.

"You don't need to worry about this, I will take care of it myself!" Yin Shiqi calmly replied as he put the divine bow into his palm.

"How could I not worry?"

Chen Yue glared at him fiercely and said: "Lord Wahuang ordered me to assist you in resurrecting the sacred tree!"
Chapter completed!