If Su Mu didn't remember wrongly, this future emperor of Da Qian was called Li Ming Tai.
At this moment, he was only a young man in his early twenties.
He was filled with confusion and even pessimism about the future.
Surrounded by more than twenty Demon Slayers, the Fifth Prince carefully walked toward the Flying Cloud Temple.
The Flying Cloud Temple that was covered in vines was dead silent, just like his current life.
Suddenly, a translucent figure leaped out and flew towards the Fifth Prince.
"Protect His Highness! There's a demon, be careful of it... Hmm? Wandering souls?"
The martial arts grandmaster was shocked. However, after taking a closer look, he realized that it was only a wandering soul that flew out.
The so-called wandering souls were the lowest level of ghosts. Their strength was so low that it could be ignored.
When the sun shone and the cold wind blew, it would dissipate.
And this wandering soul was none other than Su Mu.