C375 Did He Say Enough?

In a fleeting moment, Jiang Dao's mouth tore open. His abdominal muscles writhed as he forcefully regurgitated a massive, pitch-black Divine Bow, slick with slime.

He shook the Divine Bow free of mucus the instant it emerged, drawing it taut into a full moon arc, and aimed directly at the bizarre bird soaring above.

A roar thundered—a dragon's call emanating from the bow