The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron
Chapter 1382 - Chapter 1382 Chapter 1480 Dragon Bones Bow

Chapter 1382: Chapter 1480: Dragon Bones Bow! Chapter 1382: Chapter 1480: Dragon Bones Bow! In the Seven-layer Array of The Forest of Mist, because one of the arrays collapsed, it greatly affected the other arrays, causing them to collapse to varying degrees.

The man in the black robe, utilizing the might of the bronze longsword, continuously traversed through two arrays and directly entered the last array.

Fang Lin maneuvered the Supreme Saint Hall to closely follow behind, reasoning that with the man in the black robe clearing the way, there was no reason not to follow; taking advantage when available was only smart.

Thus, Fang Lin followed the man in the black robe into this final array.

Once the man in the black robe entered the array, without hesitating, he turned around and struck a blow at the Supreme Saint Hall with his sword.

Fang Lin dared not let the Supreme Saint Hall take the blow head-on, given that the man in the black robe had the strength of the Great Longevity ones, and the power of that bronze longsword was extraordinary; the Supreme Saint Hall might not withstand it.

The Demon Puppet appeared, holding the Demon Sword in front of the Supreme Saint Hall, countering the man in the black robe’s striking sword.

A clang resounded as the Demon Puppet staggered backward, the man in the black robe failed to land his strike, and did not make any further moves.

Fang Lin and Zhong Wuwei also flew out of the Supreme Saint Hall, with Zhong Wuwei’s face showing a hint of shock; he hadn’t expected Fang Lin to carry such a hall with him.

“It turns out you are a descendant of the Supreme Saint Hall, I underestimated you,” said the man in the black robe, his expression changing slightly.

Being a remnant of ancient times, this man in the black robe was not as unaware as many current-era martial artists; for those from ancient times, Martial Lord Mo Shouhe was a lightning-like figure, even mentioning his name inspired awe.

The Supreme Saint Hall was Martial Lord Mo Shouhe’s creation, and being its descendant, in a sense, could be considered as Mo Shouhe’s indirect disciple.

Fang Lin said nothing but took the opportunity to survey his surroundings.

This was the last array, and they all stood on a mountain, which seemed to be the sole feature of this array.

Looking up, on the summit of the mountain, there lay a massive rock that was very prominently visible.

When Fang Lin, Zhong Wuwei, and the man in the black robe all noticed the giant rock, their expressions drastically changed.

Especially Fang Lin and the man in the black robe, their expressions were as if they had seen a ghost.

Moreover, there was Old Dried Corpse, Jin Zhulong, who, although he hadn’t appeared in person, on seeing an object on that giant rock, felt goosebumps and almost couldn’t help but shout.

On that giant rock, there lay a bow.

It was the presence of this bow that caused even a peerless master like Old Dried Corpse Jin Zhulong to struggle to maintain his calm.

This bow, shiny and silvery white, radiated a mesmerizing brilliance, akin to a silver moon in the dark night.

The body of the bow appeared slightly rough, made from bones.

These bones had been taken from the toughest segment of the spine of a True Dragon, only a truly invincible being could slay a dragon and harvest its bones.

A bow made of Dragon Bone!

In ancient times, Fang Qingye marked the killing of the last True Dragon as an opportunity to achieve the title of Martial Lord, astounding the Nine Heavens and the earth.

Later, Fang Qingye gifted the Dragon Bone to another Martial Lord at that time, Hou Yi.

Hou Yi crafted a bow from the Dragon Bone and used the blood of a divine phoenix to make arrows, creating the most terrifying weapon of destruction of that era.

When the great catastrophe of ancient times arrived, Mo Shouhe had long disappeared, Fang Qingye’s life or death was unknown, and only Hou Yi remained as a Martial Lord in the world.

The sun blazed mercilessly overhead, poisoning the land and driving all life towards the brink of despair and death.

Hou Yi, unable to bear the withering of all beings and the destruction of the Human Clan, resolutely ascended Stepping Heaven Peak. He drew the Dragon Bones Bow and, taking out the Phoenix Blood arrows, shot the last three Phoenix Blood arrows.

Three suns fell simultaneously, but still, seven fiery suns hung high in the sky.

Using his own vital blood as arrows, Hou Yi successively drew the Dragon Bones Bow and shot down six suns, thereby saving countless lives on Earth.

With the last arrow, Hou Yi exhausted all his life force, his body retaining not a trace of vitality, and thus he perished.

The Dragon Bones Bow vanished without a trace, its whereabouts unknown. For countless years, many powerful beings sought this divine weapon but to no avail.

But now, here, atop this mountain peak, the Dragon Bones Bow had appeared once again.

Fang Lin, the Old Dried Corpse, and the man in the black robe, were all figures from ancient times. Especially Fang Lin and the Old Dried Corpse, who had once witnessed Hou Yi firsthand and knew of his great prowess, hence they were more familiar with the Dragon Bones Bow.

The man in the black robe had also been a witness to Hou Yi shooting down the nine suns. At that time, the black-robed man had been quite weak, and if it hadn’t been for Hou Yi shooting down the suns, he might not have survived to this day.

“The Dragon Bones Bow! It’s really here!” the black-robed man said excitedly, his eyes fixated on the bow.

Fang Lin felt the same, his expression intense and his heart thudding wildly in his chest.

For anyone who knew this was the weapon of the legendary Martial Lord Hou Yi, it would be hard to remain calm. This was the Dragon Bones Bow, after all, touted as the supreme weapon of slaughter in the world, capable even of shooting down the suns.

“How is this possible? The Dragon Bones Bow is actually here? Could it be that Hou Yi isn’t dead, and this place was arranged by him?” The Old Dried Corpse exclaimed in astonishment, his mind beginning to wander wildly.

Fang Lin’s breathing quickened, but he managed to force himself to calm down, not wanting to be overwhelmed by the appearance of the Dragon Bones Bow.

Zhong Wuwei, in contrast, had the smallest reaction, as he was not a person of ancient times but of this era. He was less moved by anything related to Hou Yi, the Martial Lord, or the Dragon Bones Bow.

But he was aware of the fame of the Dragon Bones Bow, knowing that it was an extremely rare and valuable treasure.

To anyone, a treasure was something to be desired, and Zhong Wuwei was no different, even though he was known as a Pill Refiner.

In their present company, perhaps only the Demon Puppet of the Long Family showed no reaction at all.

Fang Lin’s eyes shifted continuously as he recalled the words of the guardian woman in black from within the Demon Beast Forest of the Second Array.

She had indeed mentioned that there was a treasure here, but it wasn’t a bow. Although Fang Lin was skeptical, he had kept an open mind.

Now, with the Dragon Bones Bow right here, could it be that the woman in black had deceived him? Had she not told the truth?

For a moment, Fang Lin’s mind felt muddled, and the shocking appearance of the Dragon Bones Bow caught him utterly unprepared.

The black-robed man’s eyes blazed with fervor, and he moved to seize the Dragon Bones Bow.

But as he was about to move, he realized he couldn’t fly.

Fang Lin and Zhong Wuwei also discovered that they were unable to fly in this place, as some force restricted them.

Even someone as powerful as the Old Dried Corpse, a Great Longevity, couldn’t fly here.

“Boy, we must seize the Dragon Bones Bow. If it really comes to it, I will forcefully manifest once again, risking discovery by that person, but we must take the Dragon Bones Bow!” the Old Dried Corpse said solemnly.

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