Daoming Tianzun spoke with conviction, coldly saying, "In the past thousand years, the Southern region has arranged it three times, and has any of them succeeded? Moreover, how many times have we sent envoys to the Southern region from our side? None of them has ever succeeded, right? These so-called envoys? Are they even possible? It's just our wishful thinking. The old man has said it a long time ago: we must rely on ourselves in everything. Do you want to form an alliance on both sides? Let the envoy pass? How can we accomplish such an impossible task?"
Yunqi Tianzun was undoubtedly angry and wanted to argue but every sentence Daoming Tianzun said hit the nail on the head, leaving him with no strength to fight back.
How could he argue against the sentences that made sense?
Yunqi Tianzun felt quite upset as well.
