More than one? Were the gaps in strength among the Ten Seat Holders really this vast?
Xu Xiaoshou was rather startled. Only now did he recall that he had some impression of most of the other Ten Seat Holders.
Yet there were a few in particular whom he had rarely heard outsiders mention.
Thinking back on it now, did all the signs not secretly align with the Dao of Forgetting implied by the words "Holy Emperor"?
Kui Leihan, Shen Yi, Resentful Buddha, Bei Huai, Kong Yuhen.
If any of them could become Holy Emperors, it had to be among these five unfamiliar figures.
Going by what Ba Zunan had said earlier, Bei Huai should have been one of them—though Xu Xiaoshou had no idea what ability he specifically possessed.
And he himself should count as one too, or perhaps half of one?
Xu Xiaoshou cast Kong Yuhen an odd glance. No one fit that half-present, half-absent quality of a Holy Emperor better than this man.
"Other than Bei, who else?"
The moment Xu Xiaoshou asked, everyone's attention shifted over. Even Kong Yuhen showed curiosity.
After all, even he did not know such secrets.
Ba Zunan shook his head without stating it outright.
"I only know the rough outline, not the specifics."
"I remember having had such a friend. He came from the Western Region Buddhist Sect. He should still be... still doing something, perhaps it has already ended."
"He seemed to have mentioned it. I seemed to have asked. But I do not remember what it was exactly..."
"Now, I am close to forgetting even him."
Resentful Buddha!
Not just Xu Xiaoshou—everyone instantly knew who Ba Zunan's friend was.
The strange thing was that, once they tried to recall him, it truly felt as though everything related to Resentful Buddha