The Evil Monk Qingyan charged forward fiercely; if this copper cymbal struck true, Qi Jingyu would certainly die on the spot.
Driven by a survival instinct, he quickly retreated, attempting to escape the Imperial Ancestral Temple, but the two large doors suddenly slammed shut, leaving him no chance to escape.
Qingyan's copper cymbals grew ever closer, and a feeling of despair arose in Qi Jingyu's heart, thinking, "Is this really the end for me?"
At this critical moment, the temple doors were suddenly blasted open from outside. Li Qingmu laughed coldly as he stepped across the threshold and said loudly, "I knew it wouldn't be a smooth journey here; someone finally couldn't resist resorting to desperate measures."
Seeing Li Qingmu's figure, Qi Jingyu was both shocked and delighted: "Imperial Uncle, why are you here? It's truly wonderful, save me quickly!"
