Chenglong Pass, borderlands.
A black-robed figure stood calmly in the void, gazing into the distance as if waiting for something.
Not far from him, every weapon within Chenglong Pass had already been activated and trained uniformly on his position. The Night Watchmen and military personnel stationed there had their hearts in their throats, as though facing a great enemy!
At last, more than a dozen streaks of light came racing in from afar.
"You took too long, Destiny." An Qingyu's gaze fell on the person at the front as he spoke calmly.
"An Qingyu." Destiny Monk's eyes narrowed sharply when he saw that face. "You suppressed the Key of Doors?"
"Yes... but It will be back soon." An Qingyu's face beneath the hood was deathly pale. "I can't hold on much longer. Once It returns, the first thing It will do will be to utterly destroy my soul... But I can't die yet, so I need you to hold It back."
Destiny Monk frowned slightly. Several thoughts flashed through his mind, but he barely hesitated before nodding.
"Alright. No problem."
Seeing Destiny Monk agree so readily, An Qingyu could not help glancing at him in surprise. He nodded faintly. "Talking to smart people really is convenient."
"No, it's not because I'm smart... It's because the memories in my mind instinctively chose to trust you." Destiny Monk stared into his eyes. "To be honest, even now, I can't determine what side you're on."
"What side I'm on is no longer important... Holding back the Key of Doors will bring Great Xia nothing but benefits."
An Qingyu was right. The reason Great Xia had fallen into such an extremely passive position was that they could not determine where the Key of Doors would attack from. Now that An Qingyu had delivered himself