Divine Son Reincarnated With A Domination System-Chapter 744: The sects meet

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The silence in the room was more terrifying than any words. None of them could find the right words to start.

"The Sword Master... Did you see him?" asked one of them, his hands clenched under the table, sweat running down his back despite the cold.

"...It was hard to recognize him," replied another with the same expression.

"How did he end up like that?"

"A curse," said another. "It had to be a curse," he repeated.

No one contradicted him.

One of them took a deep breath. He spoke. "We have to fight," he said. They had all been to the World of the Sword, so they understood the dangers they faced.

"We must," replied another. "With the help of the Sun Clan, we should be able to do it. They were also threatened."

"Are you an idiot?" One of them slammed his fist on the table and stood up abruptly. "You’re both idiots."

"What did you say, bastard?"

"Am I wrong?! Fight against that power?! Its manifestation was visible throughout the plane, bastard! It was clearly a power beyond this plane!" he roared.

"So what do you intend to do?! Do you want to surrender?"

"Calm down, everyone." The oldest of them spoke up, also the most powerful.

"Hmph." They snorted and sat down again.

"We have no choice but to fight," said one of them.

While the other scoffed. "Let’s see how you win against someone who is clearly immortal."

"You..." He pointed his finger at him.

"I said calm down." Suddenly, his voice boomed like thunder, forcing the two to quiet down.

"I understand your reasons. Fighting a powerful enemy should be the norm, but fearing someone so supremely powerful is normal. Believe me, I understand you," said the man, then looked at the one who insisted they couldn’t fight.

"I’d like to hear what you think," he said, trying to take things calmly.

"We don’t have time for calm, Mr. Lu, they gave us 24 hours," replied the man. "Everyone here remembers how talented Tang Yin was, which is precisely why you decided to start that war. He was so talented that you feared that in a thousand years he could surpass you to the point of reigning over everyone."

Everyone nodded heavily.

"Continue," said Mr. Lu.

"He died because he was cursed with too much talent... But now he’s back from the dead, and it’s been 2,000 years since then. Tell me, patriarchs." He looked at them all. "How far do you think someone with his talent could advance in 2,000 years of cultivation?"

"Hmph. The only thing I understand is that you are a coward." The patriarch he had just argued with sneered.

Even so, the person who asked the question waited for answers, but no one, not even Lord Lu, could give them.

"I understand. I can’t figure it out either. That’s why fighting is pointless. We’ll be slaughtered," he concluded.

"You want us to surrender to that bastard?!"

Lord Lu looked at the one who had shouted. "Tell me your thoughts, Lord Kang," he said.

"Aren’t they obvious, Lord Lu? I understand that he is afraid, he is the leader of one of the weakest Supreme Sects. But us? I am not willing to kneel before that bastard. I don’t think he is that powerful. We have lived for hundreds of thousands of years and our ancestors have been in this world for millions of years. Where are the so-called immortals?"

"We all know that Tang Ming and Lord Sun recently reached higher stages than this plane, but are they immortal? No, they are not. So why should we fear them? That kid is talented, but he has surely just returned from a terrifying abyss. This is our chance," he assured them.

This time, several of the patriarchs agreed.

"The Sword World was clearly struck by a curse, so maybe that guy now has some impressive powers of that sort to intimidate people. I’m sure he couldn’t fight head-on, or he would have done so already and wouldn’t have bothered to make a public decree," declared another of them, Lord Zhao.

Everyone agreed, except for two, the leaders of Sects 10 and 11.

Mr. Lu nodded slightly. "I think we’re also forgetting something. I’m sure the Sword World was taken by surprise, since its most powerful treasure was never activated. Now he made the mistake of thinking that he could intimidate us with mere words and an example, so we can use that to prepare our treasures. They are ancient treasures, if we ally ourselves with the Sun Clan and their own treasures, winning will not be impossible." He said and looked at each and every one of those present.

In particular, the one who had defended the idea of surrendering. "Don’t you think so, Mr. Huang?"

Huang frowned and, to a certain extent, nodded. "I hadn’t thought of that, Mr. Lu. I think you’re right."

"Haha, fear can be a problem when we try to analyze these things, so it’s always best to keep a cool head," Lord Lu reminded them. "We have 24 hours to respond to him. Let’s use that time to our advantage."

"What should we do, Lord Lu?" Kang asked.

"We will send emissaries to the Tang World... Let’s use their time favorably." Lord Lu laughed and told them the plan in detail. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

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"Lord Huang, what do you think of this?" One of the patriarchs, ranked 11th, followed Huang, ranked 10th, to talk after the meeting ended.

They were already flying back to their sects on the ship to prepare.

"Lord Wu, we have been allies for a long time and have always understood that this war started because of fear of your talent. Being the weakest, it was difficult to refuse what those guys said, so you could say we were forced into it," Huang replied.

Wu sighed. "Indeed, Lord Huang. Let’s put aside the reason why the war started, because after all, we participated in oppressing and killing many Tang people, so we are equally guilty." Wu laughed.

"But we can’t win... I don’t think we can, even if we use our best items. Two thousand years is too long for Tang Yin," he said.

"I know... That’s why I don’t intend to fight," Huang declared.

"Will you surrender, Lord Huang?" Wu asked.

"Well, I’m simply going to accept my fate as I did before. Since we’ve been good friends for a long time, you should take my advice: we can’t fight them."

"I have no desire to continue this fight either, Lord Huang. Although my sect has been so prosperous and large for so long, dismantling it will certainly hurt."

"It’s better to see all your disciples show their talents and travel the world than to see a bunch of walking corpses, right?" Huang laughed.

"Hahaha... You’re right."

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