Long Simiao found it somewhat unbelievable, while Yan Shouyun's heart thudded with alarm. This monster was even more formidable than he had imagined.
"Daoist Priest, if he really is a monster, how are we supposed to protect His Majesty and the people below? Daoist Priest? Daoist Priest?"
After all, this was an expert his master had spoken of. However incredulous Long Simiao felt, a powerful unease inevitably rose within him.
The constable's calls beside him brought Yan Shouyun somewhat back to his senses. He could only give a helpless, bitter smile.
"For now, I have no solution either. But even a monster wouldn't dare harm the Son of Heaven directly. He came here to seek an imperial title, so he needs something from the Son of Heaven. He won't harm him lightly."
"What about the common people?"
Yan Shouyun frowned slightly without answering. He truly did not know. Once the creature gained the emperor's trust, there was no guarantee he would not begin secretly harming people. His silence made Long Simiao instinctively grip his saber's hilt.
At this point, Qi Zhongbin and Hui Mian had only just reached the outskirts of the Sky Void Temple. Looking toward the temple from afar, they could see that the howling gale certainly had some impressive force behind it.
But unlike the awed and anxious commoners nearby, Qi Zhongbin was clearly unaffected. He continued forward without the slightest disruption to his stride.
The frightening gale had sent many people running outward, while others instinctively sought shelter in nearby buildings. As a result, the street along which Qi Zhongbin approached was considerably clearer.
The wind kept changing direction, whipping their clothes about. Hui Mian yawned on Qi Zhongbin's shoulder.
"Look at it showing off. That's quite enough. Hmph!"
The Sky Void Temple enshrined many deities