As Mo Yu's voice fell, everyone felt the world fall silent.
Judging by this posture, was Mo Yu really planning to take the Desolate Ancestor Body away in front of all the Desolate Ancient Clan members?
It had to be known that the Desolate Ancestor Body had grown within the Desolate Ancient Clan for countless years. During this time, not only had the Desolate Ancient Clan regarded it as theirs, even outsiders had not dared to covet it in the slightest.
But now, all of this was about to be completely overturned.
Even though the Desolate Ancestor Body had acknowledged a new master, forcing the Desolate Ancient Clan to yield was clearly not going to be easy.
Huang Qiu's brows also furrowed slightly, and a conflicted look surfaced on his face.
Deep down, Huang Qiu had to admit that Mo Yu obtaining the Desolate Ancestor Body was indeed perfectly reasonable. After all, in terms of identity, as the inheritor of the Primeval Ancestral Ape, Mo Yu's qualifications to inherit the Desolate Ancestor Body were beyond question.
But as the Clan Head of the Desolate Ancient Clan, Huang Qiu also knew that none of the Desolate Ancient Clan members would agree to let Mo Yu take the Desolate Ancestor Body away. If this happened, the Desolate Ancient Clan would completely lose face in the Great Thousand World.
Even though Huang Qiu was the Clan Head of the Desolate Ancient Clan, it was impossible for him to defy the will of all its members. Moreover, Huang Qiu himself was unwilling to let Mo Yu take the Desolate Ancestor Body away.
Even if it meant earning the reputation of someone who broke his promise, what did that matter compared to the Desolate Ancestor Body?
Huang Qiu's expression returned to its usual impassivity. He