"Ah—"
Sun Lin's screams echoed under the night sky for a long time, making one's scalp tingle.
The guests all looked at Qin Jun's long spear with shocked faces. What kind of artifact was that? Could it possibly be a treasure?
It could even absorb the soul of the Qilin, chilling to the bone!
"Not good! Protect Young Master Sun quickly!"
The guards from the Saint Dragon Restaurant hastily encircled Qin Jun, but at that moment, the soul of the Qilin was swiftly absorbed by the Silver Dragon Soul-Seeking Spear. Having lost the soul of the Qilin, Sun Lin spat blood toward the sky and then collapsed on the ground.
"Roar—"
The roar of the Qilin's soul resounded in Qin Jun's mind, but it vanished after only a brief moment. At the same time, the Silver Dragon Soul-Seeking Spear in his hand became extremely hot, as if it were a burning stick.