Amidst the resounding and powerful cry of "The Kyoto Qilin Guard has arrived for reinforcement, form the formation!", a well-trained and strictly disciplined unit quickly deployed at the rear of the battlefield. At the lead was Lin Xiao, the commander of the Qilin Guard. His posture was as straight as a pine, and his gaze was as resolute as iron, resembling an unshakable mountain that radiated an awe-inspiring aura. Behind him followed a hundred Qilin Guards, grasping gleaming Tang Dais and clad in form-fitting black battle armor embroidered with lifelike Qilin totems, looking majestic and intimidating. Surrounding them was a formidable aura, making them look like a group of war gods returned from the nether realms, ready to meet the impending battle.
With a gaze like torches, Lin Xiao swiftly scanned the battlefield situation. Knowing that the current crisis allowed not a moment's delay, he needed to reinforce the hard-pressed White Tiger Guard as quickly as possible to jointly resist the fierce onslaught of the Saint Son Army. Without hesitation, he swept his arm outward and shouted aloud, "Qilin Guard, hear my command! Form the formation!"
At Lin Xiao's command, the hundred Qilin Guards moved swiftly. Their steps were uniform, and their coordination was seamless, as if drilled countless times, instantly forming a powerful Qilin battle formation. Within the formation, spiritual qi surged like a tide around the guards, resonating with one another until a massive Qilin phan…
Chapter 347