The Divine King was somewhat flattered, he quickly stood up.
The person in the palanquin above, upon appearance, calmed everything.
He did not speak to the crowd further, but looked towards the deeper part of the firmament, as if a thousand miles away, like some indescribable darkness.
He asked, "Thousand Calamities, aren't you going to welcome an old friend?"
"If you came in person, perhaps it would be different.
A mere avatar, what significance does it hold?" The voice of the Thousand Calamities Doomsday echoed from the void.
Yet, he didn't show his face, clearly out of disdain.
"An avatar is enough, I'm here to discuss matters, not to wage war with you," the person in the palanquin laughed.
"No one will talk with you here, refuse to accept and then it's a fight," Thousand Calamities Doomsday said ruthlessly.
"Do you honestly intend to drive my Gods and Ghosts Clans out from here?" The person in the palanquin also collected his smile, asking calmly.
