"So, we only have one path left now."
Suddenly, one of the dynasty lords slapped the table and shouted.
The other dynasty lords were drawn by the commotion, their gazes all turning toward him.
"If we want to protect ourselves now, we can only ask that person to emerge from seclusion. In the entire south, he is the only one capable of resisting that monster."
As soon as those words fell, the other dynasty lords' expressions sharpened.
After pondering carefully for a moment, they actually nodded at the same time.
Indeed, this was their only option now.
That person was the sole Quasi-Saint Third Heaven expert among the southern dynasties.
He had originally commanded the Southern Region Imperial Dynasty. After the imperial dynasty was destroyed, he had led the remnants of its army to establish his own faction, founding the most powerful dynasty in the entire south.
And in the north, there was likewise another such person.
One in the south and one in the north, with the Black River as the dividing line, they ruled the two sides separately.
And now, only that person still offered any hope.
"Will that person agree?"
One dynasty lord wore a hesitant expression.
If that person emerged from seclusion, there truly was a way to resolve this.
But could he really emerge from seclusion? Would he truly make a move?
"Agree?"
"This is no longer a matter of whether he agrees or not. The Great Frost Dynasty's wolfish ambitions are known to all under heaven. If he refuses, the butcher's blade will fall upon him sooner or later."
"When that time comes, won't he still have to act?"
The dynasty lord who had proposed the idea sneered from above.
The Great Frost Dynasty's goal was known throughout the world. This was not the