He still had over six thousand mid-grade spirit stones.
"Brother Qiu!"
The excited Fat Long, who had been hovering around him, rushed over at the first opportunity, asking, "How did it go? Is it a twelfth-grade Nascent Soul?"
"Mm."
Chen Qiu nodded lightly with a smile in his eyes. He weighed the Nascent Soul in his palm for a moment before the Heavenly Mechanism Umbrella transformed into a longbow. The string of the bow, formed by the energy of heaven and earth, slowly emerged. He then placed the legs of his Nascent Soul on the bowstring.
He used spiritual energy to hold the longbow steady in the air and grasped the legs of the Nascent Soul with his right hand.
Allowing the arms of the Nascent Soul to extend straight and come together.
Then he pulled the bowstring taut with a mighty tug, barely sensing the immense power contained within the strike!
A twelfth-grade Golden Core was already unstoppable!