Beitang Yan paused before continuing, "Once there is a gap between generations, it will lead to the collapse of the imperial dynasty. This mechanism may not necessarily be superior to our clan rule."
At last, everyone looked toward Dongfang Taisheng.
The old man in golden robes sighed. "I acknowledge the thoughts of the four of you, but I choose to trust in miracles."
The miracle he spoke of was Li Tianming.
Three against two!
By rights, the minority should obey the majority. The Yanhuang Nether Clan had already reached a decision.
But the problem was that some among them were fighting for ideals that were not their own. That would eventually cause problems as well. Since Li Tianming had failed to persuade Mushan Hong and Beitang Yan, the plan had effectively failed.
However, their views conflicted with his fundamental plan. How was he supposed to convince them?
They were considering matters from the standpoint of maximizing Yanhuang's interests. That was why they were willing to fight a battle to the death. Were they wrong?
For a time, the entire Five Elements Hall fell into a deathly silence.
"Father, Mother, times have changed. Since our ancestors chose them, they must have affirmed everything about those two as well. From Yanhuang to the Eight Gods, clan rule has already reached the end of the universe. Why can't we hold onto a beautiful hope and believe that our ten thousand generations of lying dormant were for the sake of building a grander, better society?" Mushan Feng stepped forward at this moment.
"The problem is, there is no proof that if we give our lives and everything we have, we will gain something beautiful. We have not even obtained the conditions needed to return to the peak clan we once were," Mushan Hong shook