Betrayers of the Clan Die

The crowd in the inner circle of the square can also be roughly divided into two groups.

A Little Marten, who had just returned to its clan a little over a year ago, was surrounded by a group of people.

A group of people surrounded a young man dressed in a gray-black robe, Hao Jiuyou, a rising star of the Little Marten Clan who had emerged in the last hundred years. With his gentle and refined personality and formidable strength, he had immediately recruited a large number of powerful followers.

The two sides looked at each other with hostility, and the atmosphere was tense.

Hao Jiuyou gave a subtle wink, and the Samsara Stage elder beside him, who had long since pledged allegiance to him, immediately stepped forward and said, "Great Elder, it's almost time. Shouldn't we begin?"

"If there are no objections, let's begin."

The gray-robed old man, who had been resting with his eyes closed, nodded slightly.

"Hehe, A Diao, would you like to rest a little longer? I can ask the Great Elder to let me wait for you a little longer. After all, you were once the number one among the younger generation of my Heavenly Demon Marten Tribe."

Hao Jiuyou's lips habitually wore a kind smile.

"Tsk, you're quite the actor. Enjoy your last moments."

Little Marten crossed his arms, a mocking smile appearing on his handsome, almost demonic face.

"... Hehe, A Diao, what do you mean by that?"

A dark glint flashed in the depths of Hao Jiuyou's pupils, only to be replaced by an excessively hypocritical smile.

"Please have the two candidates for Young Patriarch enter the arena immediately so that the competition can begin as soon as possible."

Ignoring the subtle power struggle between the two, the gray-robed elder continued to urge them on in a nonchalant manner, Zhu Li didn't care who won or lost, as long as he ensured fairness.

"Compare? What's there to compare? Zhu Li, are you planning to make a beast with Demon Seed seed the Young Patriarch of my clan? You're really getting senile."

As the deep, majestic shout descended, a Dark Gold Figure suddenly appeared.

"Patriarch? You've come out of the Heavenly Cave?!"

Zhu Li, who was sitting in the center of the Elder Council, suddenly stood up and looked at the tall figure standing in mid-air with great joy.

Thank goodness, the Patriarch chief, who had been out of contact for a hundred years, has finally reappeared.

"We pay our respects to the Patriarch chief!"

"We pay our respects to the Patriarch chief!"

The next second, a deafening roar of cheers erupted.

This is the essence of righteousness, this is the glorious destiny that has allowed Gu Gan to rule the Heavenly Demon Marten Tribe for nearly a thousand years, a destiny that no one can compare to or replace.

Am I late?

A tall, slender figure quietly appeared beside the Little Marten.

"Not too late, just in time."

The Little Marten stared intently at the familiar figure, a hint of excitement in his eyes. This was the first time he had seen his father since the sudden attack a hundred years ago.

While others were delighted by Gu Gan's emergence from seclusion, Hao Jiuyou and the two Samsara Stage elders who had wholeheartedly pledged allegiance to him were filled with deep terror.

The three pale-faced individuals exchanged a glance, their expressions filled with utter disbelief. How could that man be here? Could it be...?

"Si Rong, go."

Hao Jiuyou took a deep breath and forced himself to remain calm.

"Lord Hao Jiuyou, I..."

The old Heavenly Demon Marten on the left, the one whose name was called, suddenly trembled, as if he was afraid of something. After his expression changed rapidly, he finally made up his mind.

"Patriarch Chief, your Patriarch congratulate you on your successful completion of seclusion. However, we are puzzled as to why you forbid us from deciding on the true successor of the Young Patriarch Patriarch?"

The Heavenly Demon Marten Elder asked cautiously.

"You two are senior elders of our clan, who have received favors and blessings for generations, yet you willingly sold your Divine Soul to the Yi Mo. Have you ever felt any remorse?"

Gu Gan stared indifferently at the two Heavenly Demon Marten Elders with his dark golden eyes.

"Patriarch Chief, I don't quite understand what you mean..."

The Heavenly Si Rong Elder named Heavenly Demon Marten turned deathly pale instantly, his body trembling uncontrollably, and anyone could see his abnormality.

"You don't need to understand, just die."

Gu Gan pressed down with both hands, and a large area of space immediately collapsed, killing two veteran powerhouses who had been in the Samsara Stage for many years.

Before the Demonization, corrupted Demonic Spirit could escape, two beams of dark golden light suddenly arrived, shattering the corrupted Demonic Spirit and completely eliminating any possibility of its resurrection.

"What exactly is that strange black mist? It can actually subtly pollute the Origin Energy in our bodies. It's really sinister."

"The two elders' Divine Soul have indeed been tampered with. Could they really be controlled by the Yi Mo? I feel like I've vaguely heard of this Yi Mo somewhere before?"

Now, even the most ignorant Heavenly Demon Marten Clan noticed the anomaly between the two.

"Hao Jiuyou, do you still need to continue acting?"

Gu Gan, who had killed two experts at the Samsara Stage with a single blow, remained calm as he glanced indifferently at the handsome man in the gray-black robe.

"Hehe, Patriarch, could you tell me where our plan fell apart? Never mind, you probably won't answer even if I ask."

"Then do you know why I betrayed my clan and sold myself to the Yi Mo? I just can't accept it! Why? Why can A Diao advance so quickly even though he sleeps all day? While I, I've already worked hard enough..."

Hao Jiuyou had gradually calmed down by this time. As he asked and answered his own questions, his facial expression became increasingly ferocious, and his venomous roar echoed throughout the Ancestral Temple.

"Bang!!!"

With a deafening roar, Hao Jiuyou's head exploded like a ripe watermelon. His headless body twitched twice due to inertia before collapsing limply to the ground.

"I have no interest in knowing why you betrayed your tribe. Traitors die."

Gu Gan slowly lowered his arm and said without any emotion.

The bloody scene before their eyes immediately terrified many Heavenly Demon Marten Clan.

Those who were originally working under Little Marten but then switched sides to Hao Jiuyou's camp after seeing his Hao Jiuyou power were terrified and would surely face a bloody purge afterward.

Many people with guilty consciences are living in constant fear, frantically thinking about how to escape, how to sever ties with Hao Jiuyou, and how to implicate others.

"Patriarch, Zhu Li is guilty..."

Seeing Hao Jiuyou and the other two being executed, the Great Elder Zhu Li immediately came out to plead guilty.

When Gu Gan entrusted him and the Elder Council with the clan's affairs, the current situation has arisen. As the clan's Great Elder, Zhu Li is truly to blame.

"Let's not talk about that now."

Gu Gan waved his hand, looked up at a void, and said indifferently, "You two have been watching for so long, don't you want to meet me, the Patriarch of the Heavenly Demon Marten Tribe?"

"Hehe, Patriarch Gu Gan's Sense Stage are really sharp."

As the chuckle faded, two beings whose auras were in no way weaker than Gu Gan's appeared, as if they were the embodiment of the most evil and malevolent forces in the world. The moment they appeared, a strong sense of rejection arose in everyone's hearts for no apparent reason.