At the same time, he muttered as if he were wailing or lamenting,
"Father, all my teachers, how foolish."
"To think of shutting the sect to avoid disaster at this juncture, Beichan, the entirety of Xuan Dao Sect emerging, not even an Ultimate Happiness sent to aid the Ancestor Dragon Society in the mortal realm. Isn't it just to eradicate the Seven Evils Sect in one fell swoop apart from avoiding the taint of evil power? This is a struggle for the Daoist lineage, how fiercely cruel, how can you all think of withdrawing?"
"If I do not prevail today, the Seven Evils Sect will cease to exist."
"Be it as it may, I initially thought of inciting a wager to fight for a slim chance of survival."
"Since it isn't successful and there's no other way, it's better for my teachers to die by my hands rather than to be annihilated by Beichan and the Xuan Dao Sect..."
As he reached the last phrase, Jia Sanyuan's voice gradually deepened.
