Mute, blind, and apothecary were delighted and kept looking at Qin Mu and the rest. Blind smiled and said, “What’s the use of having a high realm? We still have to rely on us to face this kind of strangeness!”
Mute nodded his head continuously.
Apothecary also couldn’t hide his pride and stroked the beard on his chin.
First ancestor’s face turned slightly red. He had originally despised the three of them for having low cultivation and not being of any use, only dragging them down. He had never expected that it was these three people who had saved them in the end.
When the skeleton hand was broken, the light around the divine bow instantly converged and gradually revealed its true form.
Qin Mu exerted strength with his palm and took the divine bow down. The divine bow gradually shrank, but it was still ten feet long. There were many strange markings on the bow. They were like runic markings, but he couldn’t understand them.
