How could he deal with a legion-level opponent at Tier Six?
He could not go himself.
Find someone to help?
His master might have foreseen this, but there was absolutely no time now.
Feng Huai? Distant water could not put out a nearby fire either.
Narrowing his eyes, countless thoughts flashed through Lin Xin's mind in an instant. His gaze slowly fell upon the earth-yellow little sphere in his hand.
"Looks like the key still lies with this."
He fell into thought.
He was currently standing at the entrance to the Dao Palace. Teams of little dwarves could occasionally be seen running about, inspecting the sturdiness of the surrounding defensive points.
The stone roof overhead had quickly been thickened by another large layer, making the Dao Palace even darker, but that was still better than being breached.
"Come here." Lin Xin suddenly gave an order.
A small team of more than a dozen Mountain Spirit Dwarves quickly gathered around him.
"Greetings, Master!"
The group bowed down.
The thoughts in Lin Xin's mind gradually became clear, and he directly transmitted several three-dimensional diagrams into the little dwarves' minds.
"Can you build this?"
he asked in a deep voice.
The leading little dwarf carefully examined the diagram transmitted into his mind, then nodded earnestly.
"We can. We just can't inscribe the runes. Everything else can be made."
Lin Xin nodded slightly.
"Build a tower like this around the territory."
"Yes."
The little dwarves jogged away, quickly reaching the edge of the Wasteland. Facing the direction from which the Void Legion was coming, they began carrying stone and constructing the tower Lin Xin had transmitted to them.
Lin Xin looked up. Through the protective barrier, he could clearly see that the Void Legion had already arrived several miles away. Streams of black mist-like