At those words, the old monk suddenly began coughing violently, looking as though he had aged another ten years.
"It seems we bet wrong," the old monk said hoarsely.
"When trouble struck the barrier between the Mortal Realm and the Cultivation Realm, of the eastern, southern, western, and northern continents, plus the Central Continent, only our Central Continent chose to stand by with folded arms. The other continents said nothing, not because they were unwilling to hold us accountable, but because they couldn't spare the time. Once this matter is over, I'm afraid..."
He feared that would be when the other continents came to settle accounts with the Western Continent.
That was not even what worried them most. What they feared was that when those people reached the Western Continent and discovered that it had already become the Buddhist Sect's domain, what they would face would be more than mere fury.
"Then, senior brother, should we open the Teleportation Array?" asked the monk in the kasaya.
"No, absolutely not. Since things have come to this, we can only do our best to make amends. Notify all the elders in seclusion and have them head to the barrier between the Mortal Realm and the Cultivation Realm."
"Senior brother, isn't it a little late to go now?"
"A good meal is worth the wait," the old monk said. "Besides, the barrier still hasn't completely stabilized. There could be no better time for our Buddhist Sect to take over the remaining matters."
The kasaya-clad monk's eyes lit up at those words, and he hurriedly said, "How righteous of you, senior brother. I'll see to it right away."
Meanwhile, Ying Sishi Jiu and Shadow Fifty had already woken up.
After waking, the two recounted everything that had happened, exactly as it had occurred.
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