As the Ice Frost Yan made a move, the Black Day True Lord incarnation shrouded in darkness by the river in the distance couldn't help but be taken aback.
"Ice Sea Cyan God?"
Then he immediately reacted: "No, this is a simulated beast form, this aura... Could it be the seventeenth direct disciple of the Space-Time Island Ancestor, Ice Frost Yan?"
As a trusted aide of the Primordial Emperor, he had heard of most of the direct disciples of the Three Great Holy Land Ancestors and felt their recorded auras.
Everyone's aura was unique, a more identifiable feature than appearance or energy, so he naturally recognized it immediately.
"Why is Ice Frost Yan here?"
The Black Day True Lord found it hard to believe, "Does it seem like they're specifically waiting here for Lin Qing? I heard Ice Frost Yan holds some grudges against Lin Qing, could it be for revenge?"
