"Realm Master, you mustn't lose sight of gains and losses..."
Gan Xiong felt another wave of irritation in his heart, yet there was also a deep sense of powerlessness.
To achieve the position of Realm Master, apart from cultivation abilities, he naturally wasn't one to hesitate or be indecisive.
But the current situation was a great upheaval that hadn't occurred in countless millennia in the Sea of Chaos Realm. He was amidst the tides without a precedent to refer to. Whether to retreat or advance, the future was unknown, and even he had to repeatedly contemplate and weigh the options.
Just then, a figure suddenly rushed into the hall, urgently saying:
"Realm Master, Realm Master!"
"Outside! A huge presence has arrived!"
The messenger's news did not attract much attention from the cultivators inside the hall.
Gan Xiong merely furrowed his brows and impatiently replied:
"There are so many fleeing people. As long as they don't come near us, we don't need to bother with them."
