The Abbot Held a Grudge

That was right. The Azure Emperor had done it all!

After the Immortal Emperor had taken the blame for everything, another king of scapegoats had emerged. The only difference was that the blame the Azure Emperor bore was white.

The Azure Emperor usually kept such a low profile, but in truth, he had calculated across the ages, his wisdom shaking the heavens. Back then, everyone had thought Wan Qing was another brute of a Great Emperor. Now it seemed he was wise enough to appear foolish!

"The Azure Emperor even had me save the Taiyin Human Emperor's only descendant."

Lin Xian traced Jiang Tingting's figure in the Void, then said solemnly, "When it comes to legitimacy, no one is more qualified than my saintess to keep vigil over the Human Emperor and lay him to rest."

"The Human Emperor's descendant carries a white banner to honor her ancestor and summon his spirit. Who would dare say a word against it?"

The Divine Spirit within the Demon-Subduing Pestle nodded. That reasoning was sound, though his gaze drifted toward the great banner resonating with the Bodhisattva Realm.

The thing was no longer white. Strip away the Faith Power, and it would be pitch-black.

"The Human Emperor's only descendant."

Sakyamuni paused, then sighed. "There is no Immortal Divine Dynasty, no legacy that endures forever. Everything reaches its end one day."

Even the Ancient Great Emperors themselves could not escape that fate. They, too, had a day when they would pass away, let alone everything they left behind.

"Where does the Buddha of the East intend to continue the Human Emperor's Dao Lineage?"

The Demon-Subduing Pestle asked with keen interest. Bringing an imperial bloodline into the Western Desert would greatly benefit the Buddhist Sect.

After all, Jiang Tingting was Lin Xian's disciple, and the