The Second Elder's words were filled with praise, but the unfathomable smile on his face made them feel a chill down their spine.

When the maids heard this, they lowered their heads.

The chief secretary and the other assistant secretaries were also dumbfounded and did not dare to say a word.

Everyone present understood what the Second Elder meant, but only the elders dared to speak.

The Eighth Elder, Zhan Xin, nodded at the Second Elder and said, "The Second Elder is right. Jiuxiao was indeed asensible child. Compared to his father, Feiyu, he valued the commoners more. Only such a child is worthy of being the Patriarch of the War God Clan."

The elders of the War God Clan loved obedient and sensible children who were easy to control and brainwash.

Upon hearing this, all the elders nodded.

The Second Elder continued, "Phantoms won't lie. If that phantom is really Jiuxiao, then the Patriarch we've respected for a thousand years isn't the real Jiuxiao at all, but the great fiendish cultivator Ye Qingchen. Everyone, we've been oppressed by the demonic cultivator for hundreds of years. It's time for us to work together and stand up to him."

The Second Elder suddenly stood up and placed his fist on the solid wooden conference table.

Crack!

A crack instantly appeared in the middle of the thick wooden table.

The Second Elder said righteously, "Kill the demonic cultivator and choose another Patriarch!"

Only by killing Ye Qingchen and establishing an obedient and sensible child as the Patriarch could the Elder Council become the most sacred existence in the hearts of the War God Clan's clansmen again!

Upon hearing the Second Elder's words, the other elders stood up excitedly and shouted, "Kill the demonic cultivator and choose another Patriarch!"

Amidst the commotion, a calm male voice suddenly sounded. "Elders, isn't it too early to rejoice?"

Hearing this, everyone in the meeting hall fell silent.

Everyone looked at the person who spoke and realized that the person who spoke was actually the levelheaded and reliable chief secretary. "Zhuowen, what are you saying?" As the Second Elder narrowed his eyes, his short eyebrows narrowed into two white dots. He looked quite comical.

moved his right hand away from the

black-framed glasses, he raised his head and looked around at all the elders. Then, he clasped his hands and said

elders looked at each other in

else did the

noticed, the

repeated what the phantom had said before, "In order to control the War God Clan, Ye Qingchen nurtured many elders

'Demon Supremacy', Zhuowen exposed his identity as a

and

more than a hundred years. Due to his low-key and reserved personality, he was not highly valued by Zhan Jiuxiao and had always been a secretary of the Elder Council, so the elders did

the chief secretary of the Elder Council did not have any real power and did not have

was the only person who could monitor

to Ye

Sixteenth Elder! You guys heard what these old fellows said just now. These people have just betrayed the Demon Supremacy

All the elders widened their eyes in shock when

in the Elder Council stood up. She was wearing a long gray dress. Although the design of the dress was loose, it could not hide her sexy figure. After the Seventh Elder pressed her hands on the table as she stood up slowly, she looked at the Eighth and Ninth Elders, who were

you still remember that 1,070 years ago, the two of you relied on the fact that your father was an elder of the Elder Council to do whatever you wanted in the clan> On a hot summer night in July, after the two

that when I told the Elder Council about this, the previous

Seventh Elder smiled as she wiped the tears from her eyes. Then, she grabbed the table tightly and gritted her teeth as she said, "It's never

room was silent. The other elders looked at the Seventh Elder, Zhan

short Eleventh

off his clothes, revealing the word "slave" on

'slave', everyone was in an

shock as he shouted," You're the dwarf slave?" The dwarf slave was a Dwarf Race

worlds. A thousand years ago, in the Demonic Beast Forest of the Cang Lang Continent, there were still more than ten dwarves left. This dwarf

hometown and slaughtered my clansmen. You even chopped off my mother's head and turned it into a water ladle. You imprisoned me as a slave in the vegetable garden at the back of the mountain

times, but he could not find

up and vented his hatred

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