Gui Ying knew very well that these five ancient powers had suffered the pain of invasions from beyond the domain for generations. Their hatred for the invaders from beyond the Chaos Domain was a hundred times fiercer than that of the newly risen powers.
If it came to their resolve to resist the army from beyond the domain, they would certainly far surpass others. Persuading them to join the war would not be difficult.
But the hardest knot to untangle had never been "resisting beyond the domain," but "trusting Heavenly Prison."
The five great native clans each had systems of their own. Aloof and exclusionary, they had occupied Sin Domain for generations and had always been extremely averse to Heavenly Prison City's intervention and checks. Their wariness, resistance, and loathing toward Heavenly Prison City even far exceeded what they felt toward the Myriad Worlds Chamber of Commerce, which had only just formed a false alliance with them.
They hated beyond the domain, yet they also dreaded Heavenly Jade. Their temperaments were stubborn, their stances unyielding. They had never been willing to bow beneath another, much less become pawns in Heavenly Jade City's campaigns.
Gui Ying had no confidence at all.
He was not even sure whether, on this visit, he could meet the Clan Leaders who held power in the five great factions, or whether he would be shut out at the gate outright, without even a chance to negotiate.
The road ahead was shrouded in layer upon layer of fog, the situation made every step difficult, and the heavy pressure weighed on his chest until it felt stifled.
Several times he stopped and lowered his head in thought, his mind turning through a hundred twists and a thousand turns, but in the end, the greater picture came first.
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