"Grand Priestess, do you think I am being too hasty? The situation on the Human Race's side may not be trustworthy. That Ancestor Rank Human Race expert entering Death Seclusion could also be bait they released—a trap meant to recreate the scheme from three hundred years ago that brought us such a crushing defeat."
After everyone had withdrawn,
The Third Prince seemed to lose all his strength in an instant, leaning weakly against the throne.
The resolute light in his eyes faded, replaced by a trace of confusion.
The Human Race
Was simply too powerful!
In the memories of his childhood, the Third Prince's recollections of his people had always been of retreating, then retreating again.
Human Race Priests who seemed to appear from nowhere would always inflict severe injuries upon his people whenever they emerged, bringing endless harassment that gave them no peace.
Amid those memories of blood and fire, the scenes of their homeland being destroyed and their clansmen slaughtered had bred within the Third Prince a hatred for the Human Race carved into his very bones.
In order to better understand his enemy,
The clever-minded Third Prince had decided from childhood to learn the true depths of this greatest enemy. He had sought the help of the Great Ancestor Master within his clan. With the Great Ancestor Master's assistance, he transformed into human form, forcibly suppressing the hatred in his heart as he entered human territory and began a journey of wandering that lasted over twenty years.
Over those twenty years of travel, the more he investigated and gathered intelligence, the more despair filled his heart!
Humans
Were too powerful!
Not to mention anywhere else—Yuzhou alone, as the Human Race called it, was guarded by dozens, perhaps over a hundred Ancestor Rank mighty experts!
As for existences