After drinking a pot of Divine Elixir, Young Master Wang made his way to Qilin Mountain again. As he stepped into the dragon's presence, he saw the transformed Bu Lin, clad in dragon armor, competing spiritedly with the Divine Array. His draconic claws swung, slaying illusion after illusion, while he muttered incantations.
"Trash, all trash!"
"Kill you! Kill you!"
"Duan Qianchou is trash, Cao Changqing is trash, Luo Qingchi is also trash!"
"Yin-Yang Grinding, Tang Luo! One day, Lord Qilin will tear you to a thousand pieces!"
