"The catastrophe in Southern Province is imminent, so no matter what decision the Poison God Family makes today, it doesn't matter. The details don't matter either."
Shangguan Cun said solemnly to Yu Ru.
Yu Ru was taken aback. He looked at Shangguan Cun and said coldly, "Shangguan Cun, what do you mean?"
Shangguan Cun said, "Was I not clear enough? All martial artists on the land of Southern Province today, whether they are from Southern Province or outsiders, will be unable to escape this catastrophe."
"Beneath this catastrophe, Southern Province will shatter."
"When that happens, do you think the decision the Poison God Family makes today will still have any meaning?"
"The Seventeenth Prince needs a Poison God Family in its heyday, not a frail and feeble one."
Shangguan Cun spoke softly.
When Yu Ru heard Shangguan Cun's words, his expression turned icy.
The Seventeenth Prince chuckled and said, "Brother Shangguan, could it be that because we exchanged a few harsh words just now, you're deliberately making up some nonexistent disaster to deceive the Poison God Family?"
Shangguan Cun laughed. "Our Ancestral Temple of Southern Province has never spoken recklessly."
The Seventeenth Prince felt that Shangguan Cun was deliberately frightening the Poison God Family because of their earlier dispute, preventing them from making a decision.
The Seventeenth Prince asked, "Then may I ask one more question? What kind of catastrophe is it? How could it throw all of Southern Province into chaos? Who in this world has such ability—to upheave the land of Southern Province, which has stood on the Barren Ancient Continent for so many years?"
Shangguan Cun chuckled. "I don't know. I don't know what kind of catastrophe it is either."
The Seventeenth Prince chuckled. "You don't even know what kind of catastrophe it is, yet you dare