Inside the Lost Soul Great Hall.
Wang Sanchi, Wang Jinshi, and the others sat on one side, while Lu Ren sat on the other with Empress Fanyin and the rest.
"I propose that Demon Emperor Venerable be torn limb from limb!"
"That's right! He slaughtered our clan chief and defiled the Lost Soul Clan's bloodline. He must be made to die without a burial ground!"
Several branch clan chiefs, filled with righteous indignation, suddenly shouted in unison.
Empress Fanyin's heart tightened.
Lu Ren frowned as well.
Wang Sanchi raised a brow slightly and asked, "Clan chiefs, Demon Emperor Venerable just saved our Lost Soul Clan. Is this how you repay kindness with enmity?"
"But he killed our future clan chief!"
An elderly man said with grief and indignation.
The concept of bloodline had long taken deep root in their hearts. Lu Ren had slain their noble royal bloodline; such a heinous crime could not possibly be forgiven so easily!
"Can you change your way of thinking? The royal bloodline has already been severed. What we need to do is not kill our clan's savior, but find a way to unite the Lost Soul Clan. Only then can our Lost Soul Clan stand as one and have the qualifications to negotiate with the Undead Royal Family!"
Wang Sanchi shouted sternly.
"Then what does Ancestor suggest?"
Wang Jinshi asked.
"Choose a genius from among the younger generation to become clan chief, and the six of you branch clan chiefs will assist him!"
Wang Sanchi said.
"Ancestor, if we cannot initiate the Death God Sacrifice, the people of the Lost Soul Clan will never acknowledge this clan chief!"
"Ancestor, we considered this method long ago, but without royal bloodline, we cannot initiate the Death God Sacrifice!"
Everyone spoke up.
"We can pretend to