Whether it was true or not, he had to treat it as true first and make preparations.
Qin Yang looked at the Weng Zhong Armored Soldier transformed from the former Crown Prince, then glanced at the remaining three Weng Zhong Armored Soldiers that had not yet awakened, cupped his hands in a salute, and muttered a sentence.
The royal family guards the ancestral grounds, which is admirable. Your subordinate is also doing this for the future of Great Yan, so please forgive your subordinate's presumption.
Turning around, an iron-black stone gate was embedded in the stone wall at the very end of the cavern.
The stone gate was pitch-black, brimming with an eerie, bone-chilling coldness. A few sparse strokes were carved onto it, outlining the image of a snow-white toad with its legs curled up.
This was a unique creature native to the realm of Great Yan, capable of surviving beneath the bitter cold. On the ice plains at Great Yan's back, only three months out of the year escaped the freezing chill for all things to revive.
And this kind of toad would wake up from nine months of hibernation, using those three months to complete a series of activities such as feeding and breeding. Once those three months passed, it would hibernate once again. It was said that the most ordinary winter toads, barring any accidents, could live for eighty or a hundred years.
To the mortals of northern Great Yan struggling to survive on the ice plains, winter toads were a blessing. Sometimes, when lost or truly unable to find food, digging out a hibernating winter toad was a lifesaver.
Moreover, winter toads themselves could be used as raw materials to make spirit herbs that prevented and treated frostbite. Their effects were exceptionally wondrous, and they were