“Is a Divine Sovereign magical item really so amazing? Alright then, I have one too.”0

Mo Nian chuckled and casually waved his hand. A decrepit bow appeared, its surface mottled with rust and cracks, not radiating even a trace of Sovereign might.2

One end of the bow struck the tip of the blood-colored bone spear with pinpoint precision, and the bow bent ever so slightly under the impact.1

It was unclear whether this came from the pressure of clashing with a divine weapon or from Mo Nian channeling his Sovereign flame into the bow, but in that instant, a divine rune lit up on the rusty old bow.0

This bow was covered in dark divine runes...0