Gazing at Yun Meng charging straight towards him, Lin Qian's face showed not a hint of panic.
Directly in front of him, a point of Ice Cold glint made an early appearance.
Swish!
Zhao Long's figure suddenly emerged, blocking in front of Lin Qian.
At the same time, the fusion of three types of Soul Power within Lin Qian's body turned into the Emperor Attribute Soul Power, which he channeled into the Mountain and River Jade Seal.
Within the vast mountain and river, once again, a surge of Emperor Attribute Soul Power gushed out, concentrating in Zhao Long's hands, atop the spear he held.
At this moment, Zhao Long was spirited and vigorous, as if he had received immense glory.
His steadfast will poured into the spear in his hands.
He was obsessed, foolishly loyal; his eyes saw only his Emperor, Lin Qian.
Because Zhao Long was crafted by Lin Qian's own hands, much like his own child.
