Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return Chapter 1639: Bow of the Destructive God

Upon seeing this bow, Jiang Qiling even suspected that Han Yan was at her wits’ end, grasping at straws.

"Don’t think about anything. Focus all your mental state on this arrow." Han Yan had no intention of joking with her, speaking solemnly.

Jiang Qiling put away her smile. Although they hadn’t spent much time together, they had once lived and died together, and this wasn’t the first time she had seen such a serious expression on Han Yan’s face. She knew that when Han Yan took out the Golden Short Bow at this moment, it was absolutely not a desperate move, and this bow was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

Though Jiang Qiling also did not understand Han Yan’s intention in asking her to focus her mental state, she knew that this was likely their last chance. Thus, she held her breath and concentrated, gazing at the Golden Short Arrow in Han Yan’s hand, pouring all her mental state into it.

Han Yan once again activated the Divine Martial Refining Soul Technique, elevating her Divine Sense to the extreme.

At the brink of life and death, the two of them, however, had no trace of distraction, no worries, no fear; they forgot everything in the world.

The two strands of Divine Sense intertwined and merged within the golden short arrow.

"Buzz," a gentle resonance echoed in the mind, as Han Yan’s mental state traveled through time and space, returning to the vast expanse of Earth.

Now she knew that it was the Divine Martial World, also known as the divine world of legend in the Holy Court Continent, a world gathering powerful beings.

A young girl in black battle armor stood in front of her, with armor crafted extremely exquisitely, outlining her delicate body curves, her beautiful face, and those slender eyes, exuding a captivating allure.

Yet at this moment, the light in her eyes gradually faded, and her face lost all its color akin to ash. Her longsword was pressed against her heart. Though it didn’t pierce through the battle armor, Han Yan could feel that her Divine Sense was constantly dissipating, leaving only a shell with traces of vitality.

"Give up slaughter, submit to me, and I will grant you eternal life!" Han Yan said coldly.

Though her appearance differed much from Han Yan’s, Han Yan was well aware that she was just another self in reincarnation. Yet at this moment, Han Yan felt she was her, and she was Han Yan, regardless of how many myriad years had passed or how many reincarnations of life and death, it remained unchanged.

"No!" The girl stubbornly said.

Han Yan looked into her eyes, eyes devoid of fear toward death, so stubborn, so unyielding.

The two stared at each other for a long time, as the vitality within the girl continued to weaken, pushing her Divine Sense to the brink of disintegration.

"Fine." Ultimately, Han Yan sighed.

Her hand lightly waved, and a shadow, almost identical to her, appeared beside her.

Divine Martial Guardian Soul, evidently resembling the figure that appeared after Chou Dangya’s death, was her Divine Martial Guardian Soul. However, this Divine Martial Guardian Soul was evidently far stronger than Chou Dangya’s.

Chou Dangya’s Divine Martial Guardian Soul was only palm-sized, whereas this one was as tall as a real person.

As her hand waved over, an intangible aura flowed from her Divine Martial Guardian Soul into the girl’s body, an aura so chaotic, devoid of any power or law existence, yet so pure, so ethereal as if all laws, all powers, could be birthed from it.

Han Yan distinctly felt that as the aura entered, the girl’s rapidly dissipating Divine Sense re-condensed, even within her heart meridian a Divine Martial Guardian Soul formed, and her body, too, started to regain vitality.

Whereas her own Divine Martial Guardian Soul contracted to a mere foot in height and vanished quietly.

"Why save me, even at the cost of your thousand years of cultivation?" The girl’s eyes restored their radiance, filled with puzzled inquiry toward Han Yan.

"Your enmity extends from ancient times, not spurred by you. What changes if I kill you?" Han Yan said softly.

Expressing this sentiment, she felt deep sorrow, and helplessness.

Having spoken, she turned to leave.

"Wait!" The girl suddenly called out to her.

She turned back, looking at the girl in confusion.

"As long as you can take us away from here, find a new place to settle, I will serve you as master, ceasing all slaughters henceforth!" The girl’s expression remained so stubborn, yet her gaze became much softer.

"Oh?" Han Yan curiously looked at the girl, wondering how she went from dying stubborn to quickly yielding.

"In truth, we dislike endless slaughter too, but you know the reason why, only by leaving here can we find peace." The girl said.

"Do you trust me?" Han Yan asked.

"At least, you’ve given me renewed life; other than you, I can find no one else to trust." The girl replied. Those slender eyes that ought to be enchanting now bore no impurities.

"Alright, I promise you." Han Yan said, nodding as she gazed into her eyes.

The girl placed one hand over her chest, kneeling toward Han Yan. Though not a word was spoken, a halo descended from the sky, enveloping both of them, forming a subtle connection between their Divine Senses, as though linked by blood.

That halo gradually dissipating, Han Yan’s mental state returned to reality.

The Star Moon Battle Crown reappeared on her forehead, the Glazed Saint Armor emitting radiant starlight, and the Netherworld God Blood Shield on her wrist unleashed layers of heavy pressure. The Heavenly Secret Mirror shone brightly, protecting the critical point of her heart meridian, although the Cangxuan Cloud Silk had no relation to these mystical artifacts, ever since Han Yan obtained the Heavenly Secret Mirror, not only did the other mystical artifacts begin repairing themselves, but even the Cangxuan Cloud Silk underwent subtle changes, significantly enhancing its defense, and now it fluttered behind Han Yan in the wind.

Most surprising to Han Yan was that the short bow in her hand, originally only a foot long, transformed into a long bow as tall as a person. The short arrow extended to half a meter, its entire body flowing with golden light.

"Destructive God!" The bow and the long arrow displayed ancient characters. Despite differing from those of the Holy Court Continent, Han Yan still recognized them.

It turned out, this was the name of the Divine Bow: Destructive God!

The bow arched like a full moon; Han Yan’s fingers tightly gripped the bowstring, a feeling so intimate, so familiar, as though this bow had always accompanied her, enduring countless reincarnations.

"Buzz..." Releasing her fingers, a golden light shot forth, fast as a golden lightning bolt.

Where the arrow light traversed, it tore through space, revealing the endless void. Forces from the void carrying various laws also followed that arrow shooting forth.

"Destructive God Bow, how could it be in your possession, no..." Chou Dangya cried out in despair.