"Divine Bow... How could this kid possibly possess the Divine Bow?" Milton muttered in disbelief, his gaze fixed on the severed stump of his arm.
The others shared his shock, their eyes locked on the weapon in Jared's hand, brows furrowing in confusion.
The Divine Bow was popular in the Ethereal Realm for Its unmatched power. Yet, here it was, in the hands of Jared, a mere Tribulation Stage cultivator. None of them could fathom how such an extraordinary weapon had come to be wielded by someone so seemingly insignificant.
"I truly underestimated this young man. It seems he must have some significant backing," Cayan murmured, his voice tinged with unease.
Gatlin, however, remained silent, his fingers moving rhythmically, as if he was calculating something.
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