The Barbarian King?
He Man's sudden words left everyone present stunned.
The few top warriors from the He Clan were the first to recover. They immediately took up fighting stances.
Whatever He Man chose to do, they would support their chieftain.
Yao Hu's face darkened. He hadn't expected He Man to say something like that under these circumstances.
The old chieftain of the Shun Clan, Yao, also saw through He Man's intentions.
"He Man, what do you mean by that?" Yao Hu asked in a low voice.
"At a time like this, you still have the mind to stir up trouble?"
He Man glanced at him and sneered. "It's precisely because things have come to this that I've made this decision. In my view, only by uniting all the Barbarian Race under my leadership can we overcome the calamity facing the Savage Beast Realm!"
The old chieftain of the Shun Clan said nothing, but his expression shifted.
Truthfully, he rather agreed with He Man. He had noticed that even though all the Barbarian Race had united to face the crisis at the call of the three great clans, their alliance was already beset by friction.
For instance, whenever they sent out a force made up of several clans, choosing its commander became a difficult problem.
Take the three great clans, the Shun Clan, Yao Clan, and He Clan, for example. If their forces joined together, which clan's expert should lead them?
If they chose an expert from the He Clan, the Yao Clan would surely object. And if they chose someone from the Yao Clan, the He Clan wouldn't truly obey their orders.
Even if they chose someone from the Shun Clan, the He Clan and Yao Clan might not voice their objections openly.
But when orders came down, they