"Saint Lord Qin, have you contacted Mount Sumeru in the Western Desert?" Ancient Hua Emperor asked.
Among the Beidou Five Regions, aside from the Eastern Wilderness and Central Plains, only the Western Desert possessed an Emperor Weapon—the Demon-Subduing Pestle.
From ancient times to the present, only one Desolate Emperor had emerged from the Northern Plains. The Desolate Axe had hidden itself away and never appeared; although the Southern Ridge had the Demon Emperor Hall, which should be related to Xue Yueqing, the Demon Emperor Ruler had been buried in the Starry Sky and was already broken.
"No." Qin Sheng shook his head.
"You all know that the Buddhist Sect in the Western Desert is different. They have always had their own ideas."
The Western Desert was mysterious, and the Buddhist Sect ran deep. They had always been preparing for Great Emperor Amitabha's arrangements, with no desire to involve themselves in many matters.
Ascending to immortality and escaping the Sea of Bitterness had always been the Buddhist Sect's goal. The mundane world's countless troubles meant nothing to those monks.
"That's true. No one knows what is happening on Mount Sumeru." Great Xia Emperor nodded.
"Besides, the Fighting Saint King is now a monk on Mount Sumeru, and the Fighting Saint Emperor's Sovereign Weapon is in his hands. The Buddhist Sect has no choice but to be wary as well."
In their eyes, although the Saint Prince had quite a few friends among the Human Race, the Fighting Saint Ape lineage was ultimately an Ancient Emperor Clan. When the critical moment came, its stance went without saying.
If the Buddhist Sect's Demon-Subduing Pestle and the Fighting Immortal Iron Rod were exchanged, both sides would each have one less Extreme Dao Weapon. This was entirely acceptable.
"It is just a pity that our