Ancestor Fan's Voice Transmission

"I lost." Fan San Yuan walked back to his seat and sat down. He felt complicated.

He knew that his journey in the competition between the three clans had thus ended!

He did not get into the top three during the first round, and neither did he win the second round. It was only during the final round did he barely earn a golden cauldron–similar to that of King Sauron! Even Fan Mo Zhu received two golden cauldrons! As for 'Fan Yi Qian', he was still battling in the Eden World currently, and much less was needed to speak about Xue Ying.

'I originally thought I could display my abilities during the competition between the three clans. What a pity that I could not even rank top five in this group of Primal Chaos experts.' Fan San Yuan softly shook his head. Currently, he continued watching the battles happening within the Eden Worlds.

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Xue Ying continued to have an easy time in his battle.