The old man and woman sighed in lament, bemoaning the unfairness of fate and their misfortune.
They had finally encountered an era where becoming a king was relatively easy, only for a group of even more extraordinary prodigies to emerge.
Even though most of them were still at a low realm, as long as a small fraction could contend with them, the path to kingship in this era was destined to be filled with blood and bones, brambles everywhere.
Why did they choose to seal themselves? Was it not because they lacked absolute confidence!
Who would have thought, after several ages, they still didn't have absolute confidence. It's truly ironic. Had they known this, they might as well have spent this time enjoying life like others.
Although dormancy didn't mean degeneration, that prolonged hibernation was certainly not pleasant.
