However, the barbarian races did not care that much.
After all, the lower races on Man Sheng Star had no human rights.
In the Saint Luo Universe, the Saint Luo Race were the sole Overmind.
Creak.
The heavy doors were pulled open from within.
Yi Zewen De stepped out through the doors with elegant strides.
"Young Clan Leader."
The guards on both sides bowed respectfully.
"Go inside and clean up."
Upon hearing Yi Zewen De's words, confusion appeared in the eyes of the two older guards.
Moments later, cries of alarm rang out from the hall.
Yi Zewen De, already thirty paces away, snapped his fingers. "Someone assassinated the Clan Leader. Go eliminate the assassin."
"Yes, Young Clan Leader!"
A cold reply suddenly sounded from nearby.
Immediately afterward, a bloodthirsty squad rushed toward the council hall.
Roars, sounds of resistance, and screams quickly erupted.
Yi Zewen De adjusted his clothes.
He had finally removed the greatest obstacle hindering his control of power. Next, he could properly set his plans in motion.
He would tread upon the blood and bones of countless people to reach his goal.
As for what would become of the Red Stone Tribe afterward, what did it have to do with him?
Yi Zewen De narrowed his eyes at the vast starry sky, lost in thought.
"Young Clan Leader, the culprit has been executed." The cold voice sounded again from behind him.
"Very good. Summon all the elders."
As one order after another was issued, Yi Zewen De cast aside every pretense he had maintained for over a year.
He had forgotten to tell those people still clinging to illusions that the Red Stone Tribe would not expand or prosper under his rule.
For these people of the lower races, being able to sacrifice themselves for