Only the sound of eight consecutive 'thump' echoes were heard!
Swish swish swish!
Streams of crimson light streaked across the sky like meteors.
And the remaining suns in the sky fell almost in response!
Eight in a row!
The man wanted to shoot again, but when he touched the quiver behind him, it was empty.
He suddenly realized that this Emperor Bow was only equipped with nine arrows.
And at this moment, the grand suns in the sky finally reacted.
Instantly frightened out of their wits, they fretted and revealed their true form, which was a Three-legged Golden Crow.
Flapping its wings, it fled towards the distance in panic.
The man stood atop the mountain, watching the Golden Crow escape, his gaze was slightly cold, so he put down the Crimson Great Bow and soared into the sky, about to chase after it.
But at this moment.
A gentle voice came through:
