These Buddhist temples were even more unpopular than she had imagined.
In secret, quite a few people wanted to overthrow the Buddhist Sect's rule. Some had even tried contacting cultivators from other continents, or even the Demon Race, to join forces against the Buddhist Sect, but their efforts had yielded little.
The Buddhist Sect's grip on the Western Continent ran even deeper than she had imagined. It controlled every route connecting to the other continents. Never mind ordinary cultivators-even disciples of the Buddhist Sect found it difficult to leave the Western Continent.
As for the Demon Race, the Buddhist Sect had ties with them too. Thus, those who tried to use the Demon Race against the Buddhist Sect not only failed, but effectively exposed themselves of their own accord.
Just recently, two lineages on the Western Continent had joined forces to move against the Buddhist Sect. However, the Buddhist Sect had long since planted spies within their lineages, learned of their plans, and prepared to play the oriole waiting behind the mantis as it stalked the cicada.
Those two lineages, meanwhile, had also planted spies in the Buddhist Sect and knew their plans had already been exposed. Yet they still did not stop, intending to turn the enemy's scheme against them.
Another lineage, after learning both sides' plans, hid in the shadows and prepared to hold its forces back until both sides had battered each other, then emerge as the fisherman who profited while the snipe and clam fought.
Truly, every one of them had eight hundred schemes up their sleeve.
Everyone had their own little designs.
The Western Continent had ended up this way partly because its various powers were not united.
Everyone had their own calculations, unwilling to exert themselves and wanting only to enjoy the fruits of