The Qilin Horn drifted toward the honored guests' seats before their eyes.
The Ruler of Eastern Lin and the East Lin Mission all looked toward their consort and prince.
Although the people present were mere flesh and blood, they could distinctly sense that the spiritual power the Qilin Horn had radiated among the crowd and the spiritual power it radiated as it approached the honored guests' seats were on entirely different levels.
Now it floated toward Consort Jing, its aura and radiance noticeably more dazzling. Even the Qilin's divine soul in the sky raised its brows.
Countless pairs of eyes watched where the Qilin Horn would drift.
Yes.
It had to be the prince in Consort Jing's arms.
Otherwise, the Qilin could never have reacted so strongly.
The Ruler of Eastern Lin's eyes burned with fervor. Consort Jing truly had not deceived him.
She really had obtained the divine marrow and placed it inside their son's body.
That divine marrow was what the Qilin recognized.
His son would become the Qilin Lord, the only true god in the world!
He would also be the deity revered by all of East Lin, the sole heir to the throne!
Wonderful!
Truly wonderful!
They would no longer have to fear the Demon God.
Nor would they ever again have to fear Great Xia or any other nation!
His heart surged ever more fiercely as he watched the radiant Qilin Horn float above Consort Jing's head.
Beams of golden light fell upon the child swaddled in Consort Jing's arms, and the baby immediately let out a clear, ringing cry!
"The Qilin Lord!"
"It's the Qilin Lord!"
"Sovereign, the Qilin Horn has stopped above the Little Imperial Prince's head! It must have chosen him!"
"Hahaha! What a blessing for our East Lin!"
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