Wanchuan Ancestor sat cross-legged, his expression grim, with an undisguisable sense of defeat and pain in his eyes.
Perhaps he hadn't realized the planning of True Yang Ancestor and the others beforehand, but with the three of them appearing alone in Fubo Sea, it was easy to deduce where the rest of the forces were.
Yet even though he gained insight into the opponent's plan, he was powerless, unable to stop the situation from progressively deteriorating.
"One misstep, and the whole game is lost!"
"Pity my Fuhai Sect's foundation built over a thousand years, is it all going to crumble in my hands..."
Inside Wanchuan Ancestor's heart, there was still a strong sense of reluctance and regret.
What he regretted most was not waking up early enough, always maintaining a strong posture to strive for benefits, which ultimately offended potential allies and led him down the same path as Pingdu Sect.
