“Father, I’m afraid there’s no hope for us to be recruited by an eight-star civilization this time.”Beside him was his son, Xia Ruchen.
Xia Ruchen stared at the representatives of the nine seven-star civilizations standing at the forefront. His once proud heart had long been crushed to pieces.
Whether it was Xuan Hua, Xuan Yin, Xie Xiaoyue, or the fated daughter, they were all fish-dragon realm existences on par with his father, Xia Yi'an, or even stronger.
Xia Ruchen was not even a firefly compared to them.
This eight-star recruitment competition was destined to be their stage.
“Sigh, after all, he is the favored son of Heaven of the nine seven-star civilizations. Whether it’s luck, talent, or acquired resources, they are far from what a declining seven-uniques civilization like us can compare to. Such a gap... is expected,”Xia Yi'an said somewhat dejectedly.
He was well-deserved to be the number one expert in the seven ultimate civilization.
