The Embroidered Robe Youth's words were casual and calm.
Yet everyone present broke out in a cold sweat.
They were all prominent figures of the Azure Luan Spirit Clan, each wielding immense authority. In the various realms of the starry sky, they could stand on equal footing with the leaders of those stellar titans.
Yet at this moment, every one of them felt thoroughly ill at ease.
As one of the six Dao-Protecting Ancient Clans, the Azure Luan Spirit Clan had long ago selected nine young masters from among the clan's main lineage through an exceptionally bloody and cruel method.
Every one of those young masters possessed outstanding talents. They were peerless figures who had fought their way out from among the many disciples of the main lineage.
Those nine young masters had been groomed as successors to the position of clan leader, and their statuses were noble and exceptional.
Around each young master gathered a group of major clan figures, effectively forming nine separate factions!
Over the long years of the past, countless conflicts and contradictions had arisen among those nine young masters.
This was the so-called "nine sons vying for the heirship."
Everyone wanted to trample their rivals beneath their feet and ultimately ascend to the position of clan leader. Thus, every young master madly amassed power, suppressing and retaliating against their opponents.
And this situation had been tacitly permitted by the old guys of the Azure Luan Spirit Clan!
It was like raising venomous insects in a jar.
After slaughter and struggle among the nine young masters, only one would ultimately become the heir to the clan leader's position!
By now, six of the nine young masters had already been eliminated.
Only three remained.
Among them was the Embroidered Robe Youth currently seated on the ground.
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