Speaking of this, he suddenly paused, and there was a slight change in his eyes.
The gray-robed middle-aged man did not notice this and frowned, saying:
"If the Sea of Chaos Realm truly has someone unwilling to see the emergence of a Cultivation Ascension Immortal, how could they possibly allow the breakdown of the Immortal Pass? Can you truly be confident in this, Taoist Friend?"
The thin elder returned to his senses, forcefully suppressing a tremor in his heart, and sighed softly:
"It is both time and fate. Since the last collapse of the Sea Market, over eight hundred years have passed with no hope of recurrence. If this continues, the Sea of Chaos Realm will only grow weaker, with no possibility of breaking through again. Do we have any other choice?"
"Breaking through the Immortal Pass is the only path we can take."
The gray-robed middle-aged man listened to the elder's words in silence for a while, and finally said in a low voice:
