The one who had suddenly sent a voice transmission to the Yan Emperor was none other than Saint Zhunti of the Western Teachings.
At that moment, Jieyin and Zhunti were beside the Merit Golden Pool at Mount Sumeru, their faces dark as water.
They had naturally witnessed the battle between Xuanyuan and the Yan Emperor.
What they hadn't expected was that Xuanyuan's strength would improve by leaps and bounds in their rematch, reaching the late stage of the Great Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.
"Damn it!"
"The Chan Teachings must be meddling behind the scenes!"
"This... This is practically cheating!"
Zhunti was furious, hopping mad.
It was obvious that Xuanyuan could raise his cultivation to the late stage of the Great Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm in such a short time only because the Chan Teachings had used some means behind the scenes.
Now that the Yan Emperor had been defeated by Xuanyuan, wouldn't all their previous efforts be wasted?
Jieyin wore a sorrowful expression. A trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but he could only sigh helplessly before speaking:
"Junior Brother."
"Things have come to this. There's no changing them now."
"Who could have known that the Chan Teachings would secretly help Xuanyuan improve his cultivation so quickly?"
"For now, all we can do is have Yan submit to Xuanyuan temporarily and see if another opportunity arises later."
After hearing Jieyin's words, Zhunti was also filled with bitterness and helplessness.
The Yan Emperor had already united nearly half of the Human Tribes. He had even split the Human Race's river of Fortune in two.
Those scenes had given Zhunti and Jieyin tremendous hope.
They had even begun to imagine that their Western Lands would produce a Human Emperor and snatch the opportunity away from the Chan Teachings.
But