With such means, why wouldn't Han Mountain Clan's prosper?
When the True Spirit Divine Pattern disappeared into the bow, the longbow turned into an 18-foot-long dark golden-red bow.
After carefully selecting and rubbing two tendons, Han Muye hung them on the bow.
"Buzz!"
The longbow was drawn into a full moon, and golden proficiency flashed.
An illusory shadow of a long arrow appeared.
As soon as this arrow appeared, Han Dingyi and Han Jin trembled.
This arrow would undoubtedly result in certain death if it hit them!
This longbow possessed terrifying combat strength.
Han Muye slowly restored the longbow, then raised his hand and handed it to Han Dingyi.
"Han Dingyi, you're skilled in archery, right?"
Han Dingyi held the bow in his hand and kept rubbing it. He looked confused.
"Young Patriarch, are you going to hand this bow to Uncle Dingyi?" Han Jin didn't dare to imagine and stared at Han Muye.
