The two Jade Rulers fell to the ground, dim and lifeless, clearly heavily damaged. Du You's slightly youthful face twisted just a bit in anger. He reached into his sleeve and touched the pitch-black inkstone hidden within, thinking to himself, "Today, even if I risk my mother's wrath, I must kill Zhang Yan here and now!"
"You'er, cease your actions immediately!" Just as Du You was about to act recklessly, a loud and commanding voice rang out. A middle-aged man dressed in a luxurious blue robe and wearing a Primordial Crown entered the hall. He was standing outside the temple moments ago, but in just one step, with a blur before everyone's eyes, he was suddenly at Du You's side. He grabbed Du You's wrist, halting his next move.
