Chapter 3045: Someone Has (Cultivated)

ire bow was half a man's height, its body and string crafted from an unknown material. It was pitch black and smooth as glass, devoid of any carvings. Holding it in hand, one could feel a sense of hea... an instant, filling that sinister palm.Under such a multitude of lightning strikes, the aura palm was simply no match. It dissipated instantly, replaced by a surging sea of electric thunder.Amongst t...