If this continues, I will sooner or later be defeated by these cultivators.
Moreover, this is Zhuo Peak's territory.
Not only did they ascend without informing the mountain gate, but they also provoked the people of Zhuo Peak—this is simply intolerable!
In his desperation, Gu Sheng thought of the Zhuo Bow and the feathers of the Cold Raven.
"Just you wait!"
Immediately, Gu Sheng summoned the Zhuo Bow, drawing the string and nocking an arrow.
In that very instant, Gu Sheng infused Divine Power into the arrow.
"Buzz…"
The Cold Raven's feathers seemed to resonate with the surging Divine Power, emitting a heart-palpitating aura from the arrow.
"Whoosh!"
Gu Sheng aimed at one of the cultivators and released the bowstring with force.
The arrow shot forward like a black streak of lightning, splitting the sky and heading straight for that cultivator.
That cultivator, who had been mocking Gu Sheng moments before, turned pale the moment he saw the arrow approaching.
