Uncovering the Truth

Xiao Yan's gaze swept over the nearly one hundred Nether Serpent Guards around him, and he felt a secret joy in his heart.

Although the Nine Netherworld Python Clan does not have many top experts, each of these Nether Serpent Guards possesses an extremely strong aura.

Moreover, their actions were almost perfectly coordinated.

Cultivating such an elite team is no easy task.

However, they will all belong to him soon.

After surrounding Xiao Yan and the others, Yao Xiaotian retreated to the side of the Great Elder of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan and said in a deep voice to the tribal leaders who had rushed over from not far away:

"Chiefs of all tribes, you may return here today. I will lead the Nether Serpent Guards to resolve the matters here."

However, just as Yao Xiaotian's voice fell, Yao Ming let out a cold laugh, "Yao Xiaotian, did you drive away all these tribal leaders in an attempt to join forces with the Great Elder again and eliminate me without anyone noticing?"

With a cold laugh, Yao Ming's body underwent a change; it was no longer withered, but instead grew much taller.

His face was somewhat dark, and his eyes, as they darted about, exuded a sinister and malevolent aura.

All the Nine Netherworld Python Clan experts present were stunned when they saw Yao Ming's face, which bore a resemblance to Yao Xiaotian's.

After a long while, some elders cried out in disbelief, "Yao Ming?!"

"How is this possible?! Didn't you perish because you suffered a qi deviation during cultivation?"

"Yao Ming? The biological elder brother of Clan Chief Xiaotian, and the previous clan chief of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan. However, Clan Chief Xiaotian said that he died from a cultivation deviation and disappeared for hundreds of years. How could he have reappeared now?"

Hearing the numerous whispers that echoed through the sky, Yao Xiaotian's face twitched. The feeling of being controlled and then accused was truly miserable.

Just then, the Great Elder beside Yao Xiaotian looked at Yao Xiaotian with a solemn expression and suddenly snorted coldly at the surroundings.

"Quiet down, everyone! Don't be fooled by this guy. He's deliberately impersonating the former clan leader to cause turmoil within our clan. Elders, activate the great formation and kill him!"

Upon hearing this, the Great Elder's confidants immediately echoed his sentiments.

"These people dared to impersonate the former clan leader and cause trouble in the Nine Netherworld Python Clan. No matter what their identities are, the Nine Netherworld Python Clan must keep them here. Otherwise, if word gets out, how will the Nine Netherworld Python Clan maintain its standing in the Beast Realm!"

However, many of the elders and their subordinates hesitated.

"Haha, Yao Xiaotian, Great Elder, are you in such a hurry to kill me to silence me?!" Yao Ming laughed loudly, then his gaze fell on the elders. "Elder Xian, Elder Ming, Elder Liu, you were my closest people back then. Don't you even recognize me?"

Upon hearing Yao Ming's familiar laughter, the three elders, whose hair had turned completely white, carefully examined Yao Ming.

A moment later, excitement appeared on the faces of all three.

"It really seems to be Yao Ming. The three of us are quite familiar with his aura."

"You three, stop disturbing the peace of the clan here. The current leader of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan is Yao Xiaotian. Are you trying to betray our clan by doing this?" The Great Elder looked at the three of them with a sinister gaze and shouted coldly.

These three were completely unresponsive, and he had long planned to eliminate them gradually once Yao Xiaotian's strength was consolidated. However, before the plan could be implemented, such a major change occurred.

"Great Elder, is this really Yao Ming? Is there some misunderstanding?" the three elders hurriedly asked.

Yao Ming smiled faintly, "There's no misunderstanding. Back then, I was betrayed by my good brother and the Great Elder, and I've been sealed at the bottom of the Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs. If I hadn't been rescued by chance, I probably would never have been able to escape. When they saw me appear alive, they naturally wanted to kill me to silence me."

"What?" Yao Ming's words were even more thunderous than a thunderclap.

Everyone became even more vigilant, and their gazes all turned to Yao Xiaotian and the Great Elder.

Immediately, someone spoke up to question, "Great Elder, is what Chief Yao Ming said true?"

Despite his precarious situation, the Great Elder remained composed. "This person is an imposter. How can an imposter be worthy of being called the Chief of the Yao Ming? What truth or falsehood can be discussed in the words of an imposter?"

"However, since this person is impersonating the former clan leader, I must personally take action to capture him and make him tell the truth. What exactly is this scheme that has allowed him to run rampant in my Nine Netherworld Python Clan? I need to give everyone an explanation!"

The moment the Great Elder finished speaking, his figure vanished from the spot and reappeared in front of Yao Ming in the blink of an eye.

A pair of withered hands, now pitch black, emitted a strong, foul stench—his prized Heaven Tier Dou Technique, the Withered Leaf Great Poison Palm.

Yao Ming dodged backward, his gaze turning cold as he looked at the Great Elder: "Hmph, Great Elder, you're certainly in a hurry."

With a cold laugh, Yao Ming suddenly opened his mouth, and a black light shot out, eventually transforming into a black scepter about half a zhang in size, which appeared in his hand.

The scepter was entirely black, with two lifelike black venomous snakes coiled around its top. Between the two snakes was a fist-sized black bead that emitted a faint, cold light.

Yao Ming, wielding his scepter, suddenly swung it, and an eerie black mist instantly blocked the Great Elder's eagerness to start the battle.

"Elders, does anyone recognize this item?"

"The Nine Netherworld Staff! It's actually the Nine Netherworld Staff that's been lost for a hundred years!"

"This is the clan chief's token!"

Gazing at the black scepter, all the elders in the sky changed their expressions, and then a fanatical fervor surged in their eyes. From that scepter, they felt a pressure from their bloodline.

Legend has it that within the serpent pearl of the Nine Netherworld Staff lies the purest bloodline of the Nine Netherworld Royal Clan. If the current Nine Netherworld Python Clan could possess this bloodline, it would undoubtedly greatly slow down the rate at which their bloodline becomes diluted.

Therefore, this Nine Netherworld Staff has immeasurable value to the Nine Netherworld Python Clan!

Although Yao Xiaotian was under control at this moment, he suddenly realized the truth.

No wonder he couldn't find the Nine Netherworld Staff Nine Netherworld Python Clan; it turned out it had been swallowed by them.

Xiao Yan watched the elders of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan without showing any emotion. Although he had already controlled Yao Xiaotian, it would be easy to deal with the Great Elder, but the Nine Netherworld Python Clan's elder hierarchy was complex.

This is the easiest time to see the factions clearly, and understanding this will make it easier for Qing Lin to control and manage them in the future.