"Enough. What use is saying all this?" the Blood God Sect Master said gravely. "What matters most is evidence proving this has nothing to do with our Blood God Sect. The Ancestor is still in seclusion. If these Old Fools join forces and come knocking, I fear we won't be able to withstand them. What I need now is a plan—a plan to resolve this great crisis facing our Blood God Sect."
Though he said that, the Blood God Sect Master could not help silently adding something in his heart.
Even if the Ancestor were not in seclusion, he probably could not withstand so many Old Fools joining forces.
If two or three of these Old Fools came together, the Ancestor's strength would certainly leave him with little to fear. But so many coming all at once—nothing like this had ever happened before.
Even in the great war back then, the various forces had joined together to attack one another. Never had so many forces joined together against a single one.
If that really happened, even the Demon God Sect would probably struggle to withstand them.
"We can only go and awaken the Ancestor."
"Yes, this concerns the very survival of our Blood God Sect."
Almost everyone shared that view.
The Blood God Sect Master cursed inwardly.
If that were the only solution, would I have needed to summon you here to discuss it?
The Ancestor had an eccentric temperament and unpredictable moods. If he really went to awaken him, who knew what would happen to him?
Even with the Blood God Sect facing the threat of annihilation, he dared not entertain such a thought.
To the Blood God Ancestor, people like them were actually dispensable.
As long as the Blood God Ancestor remained, the Blood God Sect would not