At that moment, Fang Qingyuan felt as if he were holding a sun. The immense power it contained far exceeded anything a Golden Core Cultivator could hope to control.
In the distance, the Wind Breath Returning Soil Beast was scared out of its wits. It had never dreamed that Fang Qingyuan, a mere Golden Core Cultivator, could unleash power on this scale. For a moment, the Wind Breath Returning Soil Beast began to question its very existence. 'Between the two of us, who's the one at the Nascent Soul Stage?'
Regardless of what the Wind Breath Returning Soil Beast was thinking, Fang Qingyuan was ready. A vast amount of Magical Power converged on the bowstring in his hands. The brilliant light it emitted caused the very air around him to distort, and an illusory arrow of light materialized from nothing.
"Wretched beast, face me!"
Fang Qingyuan roared as the power accumulating in the Taihao City-Breaking Bow grew ever greater. He felt he was about to lose control of it.
