On a watchtower with an extremely good line of sight, the Qilin Clan's powerhouses were all present.
Qi Chen looked in the distance and slowly opened his mouth and said, "Qi Zhen, you have to watch this alchemy battle well. Although I don't think that he can beat you, the implications of this matter are too great, so you mustn't be careless."
Beside Qi Chen, a young man with a cold face stood with his hands behind his back. He was precisely Qi Zhen.
Qi Zhen was the Qilin Clan's young generation's number one alchemy genius, his strength formidable.
Although he was of the young generation, Qi Zhen was actually more than 30 thousand years old already.
"To talk about emperor bones, our Qilin Clan also has quite a few left behind by ancestors. Could it be that this emperor bone is different in some way?" Qi Zhen asked curiously.