The urgent task is to go to Shengshen Continent and retrieve the Demon Ancestor's body—this is the highest priority!
The divine senses swept over everything in the five regions, taking it all in.
Unexpectedly, the battlefield changes in an instant, and in the current continent, the combat strength of the bald monk comes first.
"You Yuan? The Divine?"
Yuegong Qi frowned, and soon realized it was a fusion being, a cold smile appearing on the corner of the lips, dismissively waving a sleeve:
"Hmph!"
"Ant-like beings."
...
Western Region, Great Desert.
In the rare desert oasis where the broken temple of the Buddhist Sect is located, a group of young monks is anxiously pacing around.
"Abbot!"
"Is it not done yet? Is the Devil Sword really that difficult to refine?"
"Come on, Pot-bellied Abbot, you can definitely do it. You must wake up..."
Pot-bellied Abbot Youxi frowns tightly, sitting cross-legged with eyes closed in front of the "Slaughter" sword.
