The people of the Qin Dynasty had only just stabilized their emotions due to Qin Yunyu's words.
But now, as they looked upon Lin Qian standing where Qin Yunyu had stood before, their throats tightened, and they dared not breathe too heavily.
The great Prince of their own Dynasty, Qin Yunyu, had been full of fighting spirit just moments ago, ready to give Lin Qian a run for his money.
But in the blink of an eye, their great Prince was gone, vanquished by Lin Qian, his bones crushed to dust, his soul dispersed.
The speed of the event was such that everyone had not yet reacted, and the battle between Lin Qian and Qin Yunyu had already concluded.
When Lin Qian's gaze swept over them, they felt fear and thought about fleeing quickly. But as this thought crossed their minds, their bodies seemed to have become completely rigid, totally unresponsive.
